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CHAPTER NINE
Steve made me hold back my orgasms to a maximum of once a week, sometimes longer. I would service him and any truckers he chose to share me with. By the end of my training, I was able to get an erection on command, hold the erection for as long as possible, and then orgasm when given permission. I was actually quite proud of myself as I could do the entire process without touching my cock.
It was time to return to Billy. Steve had trained me during the last month, to take any cock down my throat to the base. He got thick cocks, or long thinner cocks, to fuck my throat and force me to deep throat the entire shaft. I learned to relax my gag reflex and breathe through my nose while the cock pummeled my throat. Steve wanted to be sure I was ready to return to my rightful owner being fully trained as a proper trucker's boy.
"Stand at attention, kid" Steve said as he reached for my nipples. "Get hard" he said as he squeezed and pulled them away from my body. My cock began to grow.
"Put your hands behind your back and look up at the ceiling..." I did as I was told. He started to rub me everywhere. He slid his fingers in my ass, licked and nibbled my nipples, rubbed and pulled my balls down, but did not touch my cock. I was concentrating on my stare at the ceiling as I felt something enter my pussy. I was still standing at attention and wanted to bend over so the thing in my ass could go deeper. "Don't move, asshole". I froze. My cock was hard already and began to dribble cum onto the floor.
"You've become a nice little plaything." HE said, "You're going to love any man playing with your pussy, right?"
"Yes sir," I monaed... "Please Sir, I would like. .."
"Shut up" He yelled. "I know, you want me to touch that boy cock of yours don't you?"
"Yes Sir, please Sir"I begged.
"Shut up . Don't be so selfish. You'll get your cum, only if I want you to cum, you whore!"
He pushed the thick object deep into my boy cunt as I continued my stare upward. I could feel my balls begin to boil. As I stood at attention, he began to fuck my hole with the dildo... in and out, in and out. I wanted to open my legs and let him fuck me hard.
"You stand there at attention, boy, and you think about your cock and how good it will feel when you shoot your cum out."
"Yes Sir..." I moaned as I felt more cum drip out of my cock head.
"Nobody needs to touch that little cock, do they?"
"No Sir"
"That cock will come all by itself, won't it?"
"Yes Sir"
"I just want to fuck that pussy a little longer''. His thrusts in my ass were faster and harder now.
"Such a nice tight little boy pussy...yeah..." He said as he spread my asshole open while he fucked the thick dildo into it.
"Ohhhh..." I moaned as my knees began to buckle.
"Don't you even think about cumming. You stay right there now, boy", he said, "let me fuck you now.." He knelt down in front of me, still holding my balls, and put his face in front of my cock. It was difficult to remain still.
"Your ass feels good, doesn't it boy" he said, "your cock feels good, .. your balls are so full of cum, aren't they?" He said with his mouth an inch from my swollen cockhead..
"Yes Sir," Isaid, "Oh my cock sir, please touch it ... Sir?"
I could feel his breath. His lips were touching my cock head as he spoke. He just pulled on my balls harder and fucked my ass with a dildo.
He licked the pre-cum from my cock head. I could feel my orgasm approaching as he pulled on my balls harder.
"Don't shoot, boy"
"Ahhhhhh .. please Sir." I begged, "I am so close now".
"I am going to stroke your cock 10 times, boy" he said, "Each time it will be tighter and faster. You will NOT cum. I need you to prove to me that you can control your orgasm before I return you to Billy."
"Yes Sir," I whimpered as I continued to look at the ceiling and began shaking.
"Relax boy," he said, "We haven't even started yet."
He put lots of slippery lube on his hand and my cock throbbed in anticipation of him stoking me. He put his hand tightly around the base of my cock and gently squeezed.
"Don't move and don't cum bitch" he ordered. He slid his hand tightly along my cock shaft and rubbed the head in circular movements. I almost shot my load right then...
"OHhhhhh, ugh.. please Sir," I moaned, "I don't want to cum, but... Ughhhh"
"That's right faggot" he smirked, "You hold your cum for 10 nice tight wonderful strokes and DON'T fuckin cum". He started stroking.
"1" I felt my cock throb "2" he said and circled the head again "3" he said, "Doesn't this feel great, boy?"
"4, Don't you want to cum boy?" I knew it was a trick question so all I did was moan.
"Mmmm, 5 boy" he smiled, "Doesn't it feel so good to rub that little clitty?"
"6"
"7"
"8"
"ohhhh, fuck" I thought to myself and released a whimper.
"9, no noise boy.. you're almost there" On the downstroke he spent some time on the head, rubbing it in circular motions... making me crazy to cum...
"ughghghghhg..." I couldn't help but moan as I felt the sperm coming down my cock shaft. I was going to cum on the last stroke. Fuck, I couldn't hole it any longer.
"You OK boy?" he said while he stroked but didn't count...
"Count PLEASE, say 10!" I thought to myself as he stroked me again and again. This wasn't fair!!! Why is he doing this to me... I was cumming now. I knew the sperm was going to be released.
"Ohhhhhh..." I was cumming. I didn't make it. The sperm started to drip and getting ready to shoot.
"10" He pulled away. My cock was throbbing and pushing out clear and white spunk without his touch. It wasn't a full cum, only white pre-cum dribbled out of the cock head. I was shaking and moaning because the cum didn't happen but the edge was sooooo impossibly close.
"Well, well," he said to me as he wiped his fingers into my mouth, "Looks like you finally have some self control". I moaned as he pulled me into the bathroom. He pulled my hands behind my back and tied them. "We need to be sure you don't touch that faggot clit of yours."
"Kneel in the tub boy, I gotta piss".
I did as instructed, he pulled out his cock and, without ceremony, pissed all over me. "Open your fuckin mouth bitch" He said as he aimed his piss into my mouth. "Swallow". I couldn't get all of it as I tried to drink, it was just coming out too fast. The rest of his piss splattered my face, head and shoulders.
"Stay there until it dries boy" he laughed as he tucked his floppy dick back into his pants.. He left and I sat back on my heels, soaked in his piss, looking at my cock still throbbing from that unbearable edge. I watched as pre-cum pushed out with each pulse of the cock head.
"You dry yet?" He said as he entered with a small bag. "Stand up so I can measure you". I stood as he took out different sized plastic rings from the bag. "Hold still boy", he said as he put a ring around the bas of my cock and balls.
"As soon as that cock goes down,"
he said, "we are going to put it in this." He held up what I found out was a chastity device. "We have to be sure you keep that sperm inside your balls, where it belongs until your owner decides to release it." He proceeded to attach the cage around my balls and stuffed my swollen cock into the plastic cylinder. It was completely covered in hard plastic now.
I was still throbbing inside the cage, and my cum was still trapped inside my balls.
"What do you say boy", he asked.
"Ahhh, ... thank you SIR", I responded.
"Good boy" he smiled, "you're finally learning." He locked the cage with a key and made it impossible for me, or anyone, to touch it. He then untied my hands.
"Put on these nice pretty panties now boy", he said, "this is your new uniform now son."
I wondered what Billy would think when he sees me like this...
---END OF CHAPTER 9 ----
Please read my other stories in the Authoritarian section: "My Uncle's Farm"(Jan.12, 2009), "Coach's Assistant"(Sept.13, 2009), "Military Recruit"(July 10, 2012).
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