Date: Mon, 5 Nov 2007 18:55:07 -0500
From: Dave Starr <thicknhard5@hotmail.com>
Subject: My old friend chpt.#4

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"You did pretty good boy.  Kneel down between my legs again and let me tell
you where we're going with this. I know that you used to suck Mike off as a
boy but that's a lot different than what you have to learn now. I'll teach
you real submission, real slavery. We think that's what you need, in fact
what you were born for. A cocksucker like you has to broken in correctly
though to fully realize his potential. That's my job. In our club I'm the
training Master and you'll learn it all from me. whether you admit it to me
now or later when my cock is in your ass or after you've eaten my cum or
after you've been loaned out to friends for them to use your mouth and ass,
you WILL admit it. You need men and women to tell you what to do, you need
to be owned. You need to suck cock, lick cunts and eat cum, assholes. You
are a fuck puppy. You are what I call an Omega male - the lowest man in the
pack. You need Alpha males like me to put you in your place and to show you
the ultimate fulfillment of what you know yourself to be. You need a man
like me in your life to help you become what you want to be: the server of
men, the pleaser of women."

I could have said something - should have said anything to protect my pride
- but I remained speechless, controlled by this man. "You may admit this in
the form of a grunt when you suck my cock or a plea for me to fuck you
harder. We will both know exactly what it means, because I had you pegged
as a cocksucker from the second I walked through that door."

"All this talk has made me horny," Master Karl said. "Take my pants off,
not my underwear, and don't you dare to suck my cock yet." My hesitation
was as short as a heartbeat, and then his pants were off. "Good
cocksucker," he said, I could tell he was smirking. "Now smell right here."
He pointed to where his leg met his crotch. "I want you to remember that
smell; it's one that you're going to know quite well very soon. It's the
smell of a man who lords over you, a man who controls you, the man who
knows what you want more than you do sometimes. Do you understand?" I
inhaled deeply, and was rewarded with a heady smell, like all the best
parts of a men's locker room, just like a room smells after sex. It was
distinct to Karl, and I knew I would always associate this smell with the
man who now controlled me. "Good, cocksucker," Karl purred. "Now strip and
get on your knees. You should get very familiar with this position, too."

I did as he ordered, and he stood over me. Standing in only his shorts,
Master Karl looked more spectacular than I had thought. A man's body, broad
shoulders, meaty pecs, defined abs which came down in a V which pointed all
of my attention to his crotch and the bulging package there. "Now we're
going to take this slowly," he said. "Pull my underwear down so that my
public hair is showing. No more." I did as he told. He had a trail of hair
running from his navel to his underwear which fanned out as I pulled his
underwear down. Pubic hair had never struck me as particularly sexy, but on
Karl it was. I stopped as I exposed a small portion of the base of his
dick. "Kiss it, right above my cock. You're about to learn how to worship
every part of my body. You will love my body, every inch." I kissed his
pubic patch, his curly hairs tickling my lips and nose. His scent was
strong here.

"Uncover my cock," he said. "Do not touch it with your hands yet." I pulled
down his briefs slowly. From the base, I watched his cock grow... and
grow. . . and grow. Thick veins crisscrossed his huge cock; it was big and
thick. Numbers about its length and girth do not do justice to the power,
weight and sheer masculinity of Master Karl's cock. It was the true
embodiment of manhood. My hunger to touch and taste it became foremost in
my mind. Above me, Karl started to chuckle. "You are not the first boy to
have that look on your face when you've seen my cock. Swallow,
bitch. You're about to drool." "Kiss the head," he said. I reached up to
touch it. "DO NOT touch it." He barked. "Only your lips. Kiss my cock." I
kissed just the tip, and his cock jumped. My own cock jumped; he liked
this. As my lips pulled back, and string of precum from his cock followed,
stretching between us, connecting me to him. "Look at me," he ordered. "Do
you like precum?" I nodded my head. "Answer me in your own words." I licked
my lips as I opened my mouth to speak. His precum flooded my taste buds. I
was now tasting Master Karl, the essence of Karl. "I like cum and precum ,"
I said. Karl's smile was more reward than I could have expected. His grin
became his face, and I felt his cock throb, leaving a spot of precum on my
chin.

"You and I are going to get along very well," he said. "Now, my balls." I
pulled his underwear past his balls, which looked small compared with his
dick, but would have been huge on most guys. They had a light sprinkling of
hair on them, and one hung lower than the other. He lifted his hard cock
out of my face. "Suck them. Both at the same time. I want to see you
struggle to get them in your mouth." I licked his balls, knowing that his
cum - and my reward - was inside. I covered my teeth with my lips and
gently put his first nut in my mouth, filling it almost completely. As I
tried to get his second nut in my mouth, my teeth scraped against his
ballsac. He winced and raised his hand as if to hit me, anger flaring in
his eyes. "Treat them better, or you will pay, boy," he said, his voice
laced with anger and warning. Finally, I was able to get his second ball in
my mouth, my cheeks puffing out obscenely. I had to breathe through my
nose. Master groaned, his eyes closed, and his hand dropped to his side,
his pleasure was obvious. He dropped his hard cock and it slapped me in the
forehead, leaving a trail of precum in my hair. I stared at my gorgeous
master past his cock. "This is the way the world should be," he said. "My
balls in a cocksucker's mouth and both of us with a hard on."

"Now I will tell you about the contract we are forming, you and I. This
cock, or any cock" he said, lifting his dick up and letting it smack down
on my face, "Is now your responsibility. Any time a man wants to cum, you
will be there to make it happen. Any time I feel like sticking my cock in a
hot mouth or ass, it will be yours that it will fill, unless I chose
another convenient hole, or unless you don't deserve my cock at that
time. I've already cum in your mouth once and I'll give you another taste
after you learn to suck ass. His hand slowed and then stopped jacking on
his beautiful cock. He walked away towards the bed and knelt on the edge of
the bed, his ass towards me, and I got my first look at his ass in the
flesh, unobstructed by clothing. It was perfectly symmetrical, the crack
darkened by a light smattering of hair, his ass was porn star quality. Yes
I wanted to bury my face in the crevice for about four days. He got on all
fours and looked at me through his legs. His ass, balls, and dangling cock
were all visible, a picture burned forever into my memory. "Come here,
boy," he said, his voice deeper and more relaxed than before. I waddled
over, still on my knees, wondering what the hell he had in store for me
next.

"I want you to lick my crack now boy, isn't that what you want now. "Yes,
Master." I moved in toward his ass and it smelled warm and good with heavy
musty male body odors. He told me to run my tongue up and down his ass
crack then started licking the hole and cleaned it good all around the
outside.  I concentrated on his crinkled rosebud and cleaned it good. It
tasted like Master Karl's big body smelled, clean, strong, and male. I
never experienced so many new experiences before. My mind was spinning. I
felt sad that I finished so quickly. "Get back down there, slave, you're
not through yet." Master growled. "Get that tongue back in that hole and
clean it out good, slave-boy. You spread my ass with your hands and my
asshole with that tongue. Get it up there as far as you can." I did as
ordered. I spread his ass cheeks and sunk my tongue in his ass as deep as I
could get it. Master began to moan and move his butt to fuck my tongue with
his ass. I got some of the best flavors I'd tasted all day. I cleaned every
bit of his hole and loved it. What was happening to me? Hours before I
wouldn't have considered doing anything like that to anyone and here I was
cleaning out this giant man's asshole. Eating like the first pig to the
trough. I sucked Master's hole with pleasure slobbering up and down his
crack.  "You're a pretty good student, you were born to lap at an
asshole. Tonight one of my buddies is coming over to help me. Were going to
fuck you tonight, its another skill you'll need. We've actually got to
hurry, your wife will be home in a few days"

I was still naked, but now I was not on my knees. I was leaning over one of
the chairs we had upstairs, and Master had a finger in my ass. He could
have just done it, but that was not his way. Master never did use his size,
strength and my desires to force me to do anything. He thought that going
slow made a better slave. Karl pulled his finger out and moved in behind
me.

"Relax. Just relax and it will be fine. Just like when you first took a
cock down your throat." My ass was now slippery with baby oil, as was his
cock, but I was still tense. "Ok, very slow and easy," I heard him
say. "Just one inch at a time, and if it hurts, say so." His cock moved to
my opening and he began to rub it around, pressing against it. At first, I
contracted, but as his pressure became harder, I relaxed and the head of
his cock slipped inside. He stopped as the head entered, staying very still
as I got used to it. It actually did not feel much different than having
his finger in there.

"Now, that feels good!" I heard him say. "You ok boy?" I nodded and he
withdrew, then he pushed back into me again, pressing forward a little
further. He pulled back again and worked into me about two inches. I had
been biting my lip, but the pain I was waiting for never appeared, I just
felt full, and relaxed as he moved in and out before slipping out and
stepping aside. "Did it hurt?" he asked. I was flattered at his
concern. "Just go slow sir," I answered.

He took his time again working his cock in and out of my ass, pushing a
little deeper each time until he had about four inches or so into me. He
fucked me for a couple of minutes, very slowly before pulling his cock
out. My ass closed around his cock as he pulled the big cockhead out. "When
I go back in this time you'll be truly fucked, he chuckled. It's always
best to get a slut like you used to accepting how a cock feels going into
his ass. Most of our members are only into fucking pussy but everyone knows
that once you've fucked a boy's ass you own him. Are you ready for more now
boy?"  "Yes Sir" I replied in a trembling voice.

Master worked a little more oil into me before pressing his cock against my
ass and slipping inside. His head and the first few inches went in easily
again, but then I felt a moment of discomfort as the thick part of his cock
stretched me .I reached back to his hips and held him as I pulled away. He
stopped and waited until I put my hand back down and told him to go
ahead. Soon his belly was against my ass. His cock was buried inside me, as
deep as it could go. God, I felt so full, but I liked the feeling, and as
he began to pull back and then push forward, my ass moved to meet his
thrusts. It did not take long before I felt his cock swell inside me and he
pressed deep and I felt his warm cum flood my ass. I had cum while he
fucked me, I believe just as he was cumming in my ass. His cock slipped out
of my ass and I just sagged for a moment. Surprisingly, it did not hurt. I
suppose because of the slow way it happened.

 "Good," Karl said as he held his slimy cock and balls out for me. He
stroked his cock lightly and told me to get on my knees in front of him. I
moved the few steps toward him and sank to my knees, my face level with his
cock. "I think you know what to do now, slut," he smiled and let go of his
cock letting it bob in front of me with cum and ass juice dripping from
that big cockhead.  I opened my mouth and leaned forward, my hand going to
grip his cock. "No hands, boy. Just your mouth again this time, and I want
to be nice and clean."  he told me. I put my hands back down and took the
head of his cock into my mouth, pressing my lips behind the head as my
tongue licked it, then slid my lips down his length, stopping every couple
of inches as the combined tastes swirled in my mouth.

I would then pull back up and then suck more of him into my mouth, my
tongue went underneath, licking it until I had it all in my mouth, the head
in my throat, my tongue flicking against his sack. I pulled up his shaft as
he told me to suck him off. My head bobbed back and forth on his cock my
lips keeping pressure against it as I sucked his cock.  It was not long
before I felt his cock swell and he pushed it deeper into my mouth, cum
beginning to drip from it. I opened wide and swallowed it, as he groaned
and shot streams of cum down my throat again. When he was done, he held my
head down on his cock for a minute and patted my head gently like a trainer
might do with a skittish colt, "there boy, there, you did good."

"Someone will fuck you at least every couple of days, you are always to use
your mouth cunt to clean your Master's cock when he's done. A good slave
never leaves his man with a slimy cock. By the way how was the taste?"

"It was like nothing I've ever tasted before Sir. It excited me." "Good
boy, good boy."

The next day was my last with Karl for my wife and best friend were to be
back.  "Now let's continue with your training.  Bend over for me and hold
onto my waist like a good boy." I did as he instructed.

"Now, I'm going to give you my cock for you to suck on. I want you to do
your best to milk it but make sure you don't bite me or I'll be very angry.
Do you understand?" "Yes sir," I answered and bent over.

I wrapped my arms around his waist.  He took his rising penis in his hand
and held it up to my lips.  Looking down at its girth and length, I
swallowed hard and opened my jaws to engulf it.  I slid along its warm
firmness until the round head hit my soft palate and I started to gag
again. "Quiet boy. Go slow," Karl said, holding my head in his hands and
pushing me back just a bit. "Just relax and breathe through your nose. Now,
let's try it again." I heard a door open, was someone else there?

Grasping my ears, Karl took control, sliding in and holding me in place for
several seconds before backing off and allowing me to recover. Then he
pushed in again. Slowly, my gag reflex lessened and I was able to take his
entire length down my throat. I was murmuring around the mass filling my
mouth when once again. "Now you need to relax boy. This is hard. Relax your
throat and wiggle your ass at the same time. Let yourself go," he said
softly, stroking my face and fingering my ears.

I didn't understand what was happening; was he hypnotizing me? I just knew
I wanted to please him and do as he said. Perhaps my survival instincts
were taking over, knowing that if I didn't cooperate and learn what I was
being taught, I would suffer tremendously. So I breathed very deeply and
willed My esophagus to relax.

"Good boy," my Master said, obviously pleased. "That's exactly the correct
response. Your purpose is to give pleasure to men, men who dominate
you. There is, of course, a hierarchy in our group so you, as a new
cocksucker will be required to give pleasure to your superiors. But your
function is to pleasure better men. That's how you will earn your keep. As
my Master, trainer was teaching me my purpose was to keep the a man's cock
and balls warm and aroused as he wanted. Everything had to be done
according to the wishes of the man that I was serving.

"I need to piss," he said.  "You know what to do." I did know and I did
it. I pulled back slightly on his half hard cock and opened my throat as
the warm stream started. I swallowed large gulps as rapidly as I could so
as not to get behind. It was essential when doing urinal duty, to keep up
because I knew a slave didn't want to have the piss leaking out of his
mouth and wetting the Master's trousers. With Karl's training I was
becoming pretty proficient at urinal duty, my secret being to learn to
enjoy the flavor and temperature and to focus on the flesh in my mouth
rather than on my stomach. That way I could continue swallowing as long as
the stream continued.  I'd learned that a bladder can't possibly hold more
than a stomach so I just needed to overcome the illusion that my stomach
would fill up while my man peed in my mouth. I'd also learned that I should
start swallowing as soon as I felt the piss entering the urethra so that
the action has already commenced by the time the urine reaches the unit's
mouth. "Good boy" Karl said as he stroked my head.

"Now I want to work on your gag reflex. You must be trained to take a cock
down your throat without gagging. Most of our club members don't appreciate
having a cocksucker gag and choke around their cocks --too messy. So I want
you to concentrate on relaxing the muscles of your throat. Inhale deeply
and swallow as you go down on my dick.  That will help to open your throat
and enable you to take it without gagging."

As I've said My training Master did have a long, thick cock. It was
probably nine inches long when fully erect and an inch and a half in
diameter. I tried to follow his instructions and swallow him. But the
thought of taking all of him down my throat distracted me and as the head
of his cock hit my soft palate, I gagged again and pulled back.

"Easy boy.  Now concentrate.  Do as I tell you. Take a Deep breath and
swallow as you take it," he instructed patiently. "Say `ah' as you go down,
just like you do for the doctor." I breathed, opened my throat and
swallowed as I slid down his cock. I said "ah" has he'd instructed and
found that, not only did that lift my palate but it also sent vibrations
through the flesh filling my mouth and throat, making Master groan. I felt
the head slide past my soft palate and I felt a sense of triumph; I'd
succeeded in doing as he'd ordered. "Oh, yes.  That's it," he said, now
sitting back in his chair and placing his hands on my head.

It was the first time and I was pleased and proud that I was satisfying
him.  The room was filled with the sounds of my guttural vocalizations,
slurps and his moans.  I don't know what came over me but I was going after
him with a gusto I'd never felt before.  It was so wonderful to have him
filling my throat.  The feel of his hard dick, filling my mouth with heat,
pressing my tongue down and my palate up was incredibly exciting and I only
wanted more.

I felt tears and my own drool mixed with Karl's precum dripping down my
face. I had barely caught my breath before his cock smashed into my throat
again. He fucked my face at an amazing pace. His big balls would slap
against my face as he went as deep as he could, then pull it all the way
out. Again and again, over and over he brutalized my throat. I lost track
of time. Very suddenly he pulled all the way out and took a small step
back, a string of precum connected my lips to his cock. Taking his cock in
his hand he jacked himself off, pointing it right at my face. I opened my
mouth as wide as I could as I watched his cock throb in his hand. The first
spurt of cum struck my chin and made a gooey line down my cheek, across my
nose and closed eye, all the way to my forehead and into my hair. The next
one went right between my lips, forming a puddle on the roof of my mouth.
He staggered forward and stuck his cock back in my mouth. There were
several more shots of cum, my mouth filled quickly, I couldn't swallow
quickly enough and it leaked out and ran down my face. Master withdrew his
cock from my mouth and stumbled back into the chair, almost falling into
it. With his cock softening up he said, "You are going to make one hell of
a slut for your owners boy." They'll be home in the morning."