Date: Thu, 19 Jun 2003 16:31:48 EDT From: DAG1064@aol.com Subject: ST "Young Dragon 02" m/t, oral, anal, bondage Young Dragon 02 By David (DAG1064@aol.com) Author's Notes: This story is fiction. All characters and situations depicted are not real. This story is based on a nightmare I had while growing up as a kind in the late'70's and early '80's. There was no support for gay teens back then. Today there are websites and chat rooms on the Internet that a gay teen can go to and find help. If you the reader get the chance to help a gay teen, please do it. You could be saving a life. Young Dragon 02 I sat on the patio with my morning cup of tea and watched all the boys and young men leaving for the summer break. There were lots of limos all over the place and it seemed like the drivers were having one hell of a time getting out of there. The parking lot was designed more for cars than limos. Sasaki-koochoo (principal) walked up next to me and sighed. "Is it always like this?" I asked, watching security trying to get everyone out safely without causing an accident. "Every year," he sighed. "What if I came up with a better system?" I asked. "We will love you," he said. "Even if it involves a bit of construction?" I asked. He turned to me. "Yes, as long as it's an efficient solution." I grinned. "Deal. Give me two weeks." "Done," he said as he walked away. I set down my empty cup on the tray and carried it back inside. I would be meeting with my teachers for the summer session tomorrow to discuss a schedule. I knew they'd want some time off to themselves. That was only fair. In the two months I'd been here I had more than plenty of time to see how things worked. Boys from six to twenty attended the academy. Each house on the grounds housed all of us by age groups, the six year olds together, and the seven year old together, and so on. The system worked. Since I would be turning fourteen in October, I was in Green House, which housed the fourteen year olds. Since I didn't have classes, I spent time in the school library reading. I read every thing from action adventure to historical novels and in doing so, gained even more of an insight into the Japanese mind. I discovered that a lot of the ideas I have were similar to theirs. I even got into Shakespeare. I discovered that I could identify clearly with some of the characters in his plays. He could write about the human emotion so damn well. He must have been a very keen observer of human emotion. I hung out at the House game room for most of the day, playing billiards with whoever happened to be there. I watched the guys come and go as they got their trunks and other stuff to go home for the summer break. I hadn't had much contact with any of the Brothers and that bothered me a bit. The only person I had contact with was Tanaka, and even then I didn't see him very much. It was like they were deliberately avoiding me, and that hurt. I eventually decided to hell with them and I'd make my own friends once school started again. I headed back up to my room and stretched out on my bed and turned on the radio and listened to music until it was time for dinner. I went down to the dinning hall and found the teachers sitting around a table just starting to eat. I collected my food and sat down at a table and ate dinner. Whatever it was they were discussing wasn't my business. I looked up as a chair next to me got pulled out. One of the teachers was sitting down next to me as the others I was supposed to meet tomorrow sat down. "Thought we could meet now and get it over with," the math instructor said. "It won't take that long to set up a schedule." "I really appreciate you folks doing this, taking time from your vacations to do this," I said. "It's the right thing to do," he said. Within the half hour we got a schedule set up for the summer. It was a workable one. Everyone involved getting plenty of time off for vacations. I liked that. Having agreed on the summer schedule, I left the dining hall after turning in my dirty dishes. I'd be using the kitchen in Green House for the rest of the summer. After I finished my morning workout, I went up to the parking lot area and looked around it. It was too small to handle a lot of traffic. Graduation and last day of school had proved that. I walked around the area and looked at the parking lot and a new design grew in my mind. I was getting an idea of how to improve it. Up in my room I sat at my desk and began plotting a new driveway and parking area. By the time I was done late afternoon the new design was done. I rolled up the blueprints and went to see Sasaki-koochoo at his office. I laid the blueprint on his desk and he studied it. He nodded as he looked at it and then stood up. Rolling it up, he stepped around his desk and motioned for me to follow. I followed him to another room and he pinned it to a bulletin board and then sat down. I stood behind his chair as people started coming in. Sasaki pointed to the design on the board and people looked at it before sitting down. Once every one of them was seated, Sasaki turned to me. "David, this is the Yaguu Academy Board of Directors. These folks decide what is to happen here. The only voice that overrides them is Lord Retsudo Yaguu," he said. I bowed to them. "I am honored to meet you all. Does anyone wish a cup of tea?" "Thank you David-san. I will take a cup," one man said. I poured him a cup and then moved back to stand behind Sasaki's chair. "Kasaba-san has proposed a new driveway and parking lot to solve the traffic problems. I will run a copy of that to Lord Retsudo to get his opinion. I would like to hear yours," he said. Nearly everyone approved it after asking me questions about it. There was a knock on the door and I went to answer it. An older man stood there. He had long white hair, beard and mustache. Otani was there with him. I suddenly realized this was Lord Retsudo. I bowed low as I stepped back, holding the door open. He walked in and everyone at the table stood up and bowed. Sasaki stepped away from his place at the head of the table. "Retsudo-tono (Lord), please take this seat," Sasaki said. Retsudo sat down and I approached him. "Would the Master like a cup of tea?" I asked. He smiled. "I would be honored to accept a cup of tea from you." I served him a hot cup of tea and stepped back. Otani nodded and I saw a slight smile on his face. I had done the right thing. "What is that on the wall?" Retsudo asked. Sasaki nodded to me and I went to it and got it off the wall and spread it on the table in front of Retsudo and explained what it was. "Otani-san will contact the construction company and make this happen," he said, passing the blueprint to the younger man. "I appreciate Kasaba-san's efforts." For the rest of the meeting I served tea, coffee, and soda to the people as they discussed matters. After the meeting broke up and everyone was gone except for Retsudo and Otani I closed the doors and made sure they were secure. I walked around the great table and got down on my knees and bowed to Retsudo. "How can I serve the Yaguu?" I asked. He smiled. "I appreciate your eagerness to serve me. There is nothing I require at this time. I will call on you when I need you. Now tell me about your being here." I told him everything, including what my summer schedule would be. "Good. I am please that you have settled in nicely," he said. I wondered if I should tell him about the other guys not talking to me but decided against it. If they were involved in something, I didn't want to know about it. He rose and I bowed once more, and then unlocked the doors and bowed him out. I decided to start my two weeks summer break by going to the beach. The Yaguu had a little beach house by the bay and I asked if I could use it. I got the approval and went down there once I got the okay from my probation officer. The guy was impressed that the Yaguu invited me to the school. The attorney told him that Lord Retsudo Yaguu considered it important that every young man get a good solid education, no matter what his station is in his life. I went down to the beach house and liked the looks of it. It was set on an inlet, the waves gently lapping at the rock wall. I walked down the dock and looked at the sailboat tied up there. It looked so nice from the outside. The inside was equally impressive. It was a one story, four-bedroom house. I liked it. This was the kind of house I'd want if I ever got enough yen together to afford one. I changed into shorts, t-shirt, and trainers and left the house. In the backpack I had a towel, change of clothes, my Walkman with some tapes, and my wallet in a smaller pocket. I took the local bus to the beach and found a place on the sand to stretch out. Weeks of working out in the outdoor weight lifting room had paid off. I was in great shape and well tanned. I pulled my shirt off and rubbed sunscreen into my skin and relaxed on the lounger that I had rented. It was a beautiful day. Something woke me up and I looked up to see a newspaper scattered all over the sand and a part of my blanket. I began picking up the scattered paper as the man picked up what was on the sand. A white envelope caught my eye. It had a dragon stamped in the middle of it so I scooped it up with a part of the paper and discretely stuck it into my pack. I stood up and handed the man what I had picked up. "So sorry," he said, bowing. "Couldn't be helped," I smiled. He took the paper from me and went on his way with his cooler and beach chair. I settled back on my lounger and watched the little kids running through the surf and laughing. They looked like they were having a good time. I checked my watch and discovered it was nearly four in the afternoon. I decided now would be a good time to leave. I pulled my shirt back on and packed up. I returned the lounger and caught the bus back to the bungalow. Once inside the house, I opened the envelope and read the note. "I realize you are on vacation at the house, but I need you to service a client. He will be arriving tonight," I read. There was the special mark indicating it had come from Retsudo. I burned the letter in the fireplace once I built a fire. I hit the shower and got dressed in a blue thong, slacks, a soft silk shirt, and put on a thin gold chain around my neck. I looked at the clock and there was an hour left before he arrived. I checked the kitchen drawer and found a menu for a delivery just down the street. Perfect. The doorbell rang at that moment and I went to the door and opened it. I bowed as the man walked in. "I am honored to have you as a guest here. Thank you for coming," I said. The man looked at me. "I am honored to be a guest here. Thank you for inviting me. My name is Ito." I showed him the master bedroom. I had moved my stuff to a smaller room and made sure the master bedroom was prepared. I helped him unpack and settle in. "Would you like some food?" I asked. "Yes. I am told there is an excellent place just down the road here. Please order for us," he said. I went to the kitchen and ordered a delivery. I had money with me so I paid the delivery once it arrived. I served him in the dining room and made him a drink as well. I sat down and had my dinner. After we were done, I cleared away the dishes and went to my room to brush my teeth and put a bit of cologne on. I came back to the living room to find he had stoked up the fire. We sat and talked for a bit. "I understand you are here for a week. School vacation?" he asked. "Yes sir. I got here this morning," I said. "Spent most of the day at the beach." "Perfect beach weather today," he said. I smiled. "I liked being at the beach. It was nice." "What are your plans for the week?" he asked. "I was thinking of going walkabout, see what I could see," I said. "I am familiar with this area. There are some things I can show you," he said. I smiled. "That would be so cool!" He laughed. "O eager youth!" I blushed and smiled. He reached out to touch me. His fingers moved around my face and caressed it. I sighed and shivered. "I like that," I said. He smiled. "I knew you would. You are beautiful." I looked up into his black eyes and saw lust in them. Lust and desire for me. He looked over at the clock on the mantle. "Nine 'o clock. Time for bed," he said. He checked the fire and it was almost out. The spark screen was firmly in place so he led me to the bedroom after he made sure the house was locked. He turned on the lamp by the bed and then turned out the main light. He sat down on the bed after pulling the covers down and drew me close to him between his legs. He put his hand on the side of my face and gently rubbed it. I closed my eyes and moaned softly. "You like that, don't you?" he asked. I sighed and shivered. "Yes." He unbuttoned my shirt and pushed it off me. He ran his fingertips over my back and I shivered again and moaned even louder. He moved his hands to the front of my torso and gently rubbed my chest. "Take your pants off," he said. I picked my shirt up off the floor and draped it over a chair and then slowly dropped my pants, teasing him the whole time. He smiled as I showed bare butt to him. I took my pants off and then walked back to the bed. "You have a nice healthy bulge there," he said, rubbing the front of my thong. I moaned as I felt his hand grope my package, squeezing and rubbing it. "Undress me," he whispered into my ear. I undressed him in the manner I was taught, and carefully hung his clothes up. He had a nice body. His cock was uncut, just the way I like them. All that showed was the tip of his cock and the piss slit. I find that to be very erotic and a turn on for me. He lay on his side and patted the bed by him. I started to pull my thong off but he stopped me. "I want that pleasure for myself," he smiled. I got into bed with him and lay flat on my back and he started to explore my body. "You are so beautiful, so sexy, so erotic. I am going to enjoy you," he breathed. I felt his fingers touch me all over. He drew my thong down and off me. He smiled when he saw my neatly cut and trimmed pubic hair. He ran a finger through it. "That looks so nice," he commented. My cock slowly rose as he did that. He took it in hand and stroked it as I took his in my hand and stroked his. I could feel it get hard in my hand. He sighed in pleasure and smiled. He let go of my cock and started giving me pleasure. I felt myself get lost in the pleasure. I felt like I had gone to another place. I could feel his hands, fingers, mouth, and tongue explore every bit of me. I felt his tongue explore my boy pussy, going inside of it and licking the outside of it. The pleasure just drove me nuts. I returned the pleasure as enthusiastically as I could. I could hear his moans of pleasure as I worked on his body. As I slipped his eight-inch cock in my mouth, I felt his hand grasp my six inches as he gently turned me into a sixty-nine and took me into his mouth. We sucked on each other for a few minutes and then I felt his slippery fingers enter me and start to stretch and lubricate my ass. I backed off his cock and unrolled a condom on his very erect man tool. I swung myself over his hips and directed his cock into my boy pussy. I slowly pushed down on his cock, feeling the wide head slowly open me up and sink into my boy pussy. I moaned out loud as I slowly sat on it. Once my ass rested on his hips, I relaxed for a moment before starting to ride his cock. "Your pussy feels so tight on my cock," he moaned. I started riding his cock. Up and down, up and down I went, driving his cock deeper into me each time. I did that until he gently pushed me off him and onto my back. He pulled me to the edge of the bed and lifted my legs and then pushed himself back into me. He began fucking me as I cried out in passion, begging for it. "Feels so good! I love it when a strong man takes me!" I cried. He certainly fucked me good. I felt his cock go even deeper each stroke. "Feel so strong... strong man... love a hard mancock in me," I moaned. He tilted his head back and let out a guttural moan and I knew he was cumming. He sighed as he slowly withdrew from me. I took the used condom and tied it off and tossed it down the toilet and then crawled into bed with him. He kissed my neck as I spooned into him and pulled the sheet over us. "You were so good," he whispered. We had fun the week he stayed. During the day we went all over Nagoya and did a bunch of fun things, the street festival, watching the Chunichi Dragons baseball team play, went to the sumo matches, and the beach. At night I became his very willing catamite, moaning and enjoying his cock deep in my ass. The only two kinky things we did was to tie me up hand and foot while he sucked my cock and fucked me. The other thing he did was to tie my hands together and hang me from a hook in the ceiling while he fucked me hard. I hated to see him go on the last day and I held his cock deep inside me after he had cum to last night. He gently kissed my neck. "You were such a joy to be with. I wish I could stay here longer, but I must get up to Tokyo for a business engagement. I hope our paths will cross once again someday," Ito said as he brushed the tears out of my eyes. "I loved giving myself to you. Thank you," I said. He was gone in the morning. I lay in the bed and wrapped myself around a pillow and cried. The bedroom door opened at it was the man from the beach who had given me the envelope. He looked down at me disdainfully. "Stop your crying!" he bellowed. "You are acting like a girl. You should feel privileged to be in our service! We own your body and you will do what we order you to do! You disgust me with your wailing!" He stomped out of the room and I heard the front door slam. He didn't understand. That was the first time in a long time anyone ever treated me with any kind of respect. I lay there for most of the day until I heard footsteps in the house. The bedroom door opened and Otani entered. He sat on the edge of the bed. "Are you all right?" he asked me, concerned. He held me as I cried again, telling him everything, even what the man from the beach had said to me. I finally ran out of steam and broke away from him. I stood up and started to go into the bathroom when Otani stopped me. He gently drew me into his arms and kissed me. I knew what he wanted. I gave him my body. Otani made love to me because he had wanted to. He made love to me to please me, to make me happy, to make me feel that there was someone who did care. "I've watched you from a distance for a long time. I've wanted to pillow with you and enjoy your body, to make love to you. I've had feelings for you for a long time. I worried about you while you were locked up in the prison. I'm glad the brothers in there took you in and looked after you. I know the Asian Brothers at the academy haven't exactly offered you their friendship and that makes me mad. Tanaka hasn't exactly been friendly with you either. Our Liege lord knows of this and he is not happy. You have taught me the meaning of Honor and loyalty. You protected me when the bathhouse fell. I owe you a debt of Honor," Otani said to me the next morning. I smiled. "I do this because I want to now. Grayson and his pet animal Molson hurt me. Mexico hurt me. The Japanese man who bought me and tattooed me hurt me. The men in the bathhouse showed me kindness and were so gentle with me. They taught me that sex is a pleasure to be enjoyed. Yes I had sex behind bars and some of the guards taught me how to be better at lovemaking. They loved me and made me feel I was a person. Ito made me feel very good. He taught me even more about pleasure and he treated me with respect and made me feel human. Like I said I do this because I want to. I enjoy entertaining men. I know I'm not going to do this forever, that very soon I'll be cast aside because I am getting older and growing hair in places and men will want a younger boy. Even older boys need love too." Otani hugged me close. "I can't argue with what you said. Can you make breakfast while I make some calls?" "Sure," I said, bouncing out of bed. I pulled on my blue Speedos and a pair of shorts and trotted into the kitchen and got to work. Otani came into the kitchen ten minutes later and sat down at the table. "Where are you planning on going next?" he asked. "There's a big boat show up in Nagoya Harbor. I want to go and check out the boats there," I said. "Make sure you tour the Grande Dame. She's supposedly the largest yacht ever built," Otani said. "Does the Yaguu have any yachts?" I asked, curious. "No. Lord Retsudo never wanted one for some reason. He prefers to keep a low profile. The Academy is something that he likes. He tries to give every boy the chance to learn what he needs to make it in the world. He even includes Samurai training because he believes it's important to keep the Way of the Samurai alive," Otani said. "That's cool," I said. "I've signed up for those classes." "Good. He'll be pleased," Otani said. His cell rang at that moment and I quickly stood up and took the dishes to the kitchen and started cleaning them. I heard him go to the bedroom and then come back to the kitchen ten minutes later. "I have to go," he said, kissing me. "See you later." The boat show was great. I enjoyed it and touring the yachts. The Grande Dame was exactly what Otani said it was. I wondered what it would be like to get fucked on the top deck. I laughed at the thought as I left her. I went and had dinner at a noodle stand and then went to a nearby area to watch the Sumo semi finals. There were some really exciting matches. The house was dark when I returned. I cursed myself for not leaving a light on and went in. I closed the door and made my way into the living room. I turned on a light and then suddenly I was flying through the air. I slammed into the wall and slid down it. I slowly sat up, my shoulder hurting. I looked to see the man from this morning standing over me. "You die!" he screamed at me. I scrambled to my feet and tried to escape. He managed to grab me and turned me around. He slugged me in the face very hard twice. I fell to the floor and rolled twice, getting back up and racing for the dining room with him on my heels. He picked me up and threw me on the dining room table. He punched me in the face twice and then climbed up on top of me. He yanked a knife out from under his jacket and stabbed down at me. I caught his hand with both of mine and pushed up away from my face. He laughed and pushed down until the tip of the knife barely touched my skin. He laughed as I cried out and tried to push the knife away. He played with me, letting the knife move away and then pushing it back. This guy was twice as strong as me. I could see his biceps bulge under his jacket as he pushed the knife back down at my face. "Playtime's over, little slut. You dead now," he snarled. The knife came down and cut into my face just below my ear. I screamed as he slowly dragged the knife along the left side of my face to the middle of my chin. Suddenly I heard several loud pops and the man on top of me got a strange look on his face. He slowly fell over and I saw Otani come rushing up to the table. Last thing I remember was him drawing his arm back and then everything went black. I woke up in a bed. I blinked slowly as I felt groggy. I started to move and suddenly my stomach protested. Something got put under my chin and I vomited into it. I felt hands helping me lie back and a cool cloth wipe my face. I tried to focus on the face but couldn't. I drifted off again. The next time I woke up, I was feeling a bit better. I slowly sat up to see Otani and Ito sitting in chairs at the foot of the bed. Ito got up and sat on the bed next to me. "How do you feel?" he asked me. "Wiped out," I said. "What are you doing here?" He smiled sheepishly. "I forgot my cell and came back here thinking it might be here. I called Otani-san because I saw the guy go creeping into the house. I didn't see you go into the house. As Otani-san and I came up to the front door, we could hear you yelling. We came in and found him on top of you and stopped him. The doctor says you will be fine after a few days' rest. He also said you might have a scar there for the rest of your life. Sorry about that." I touched the bandage on my face. "All anybody needs to know is that I had a bike accident while on vacation." "Good thinking," Otani said. "Ito-san has volunteered to stay and care for you until you are well again." I smiled up at the man. "Thank you." For the next few days I relaxed and rested. The doctor showed up twice and examined the wound. He removed the bandages on the third visit and told me to have the stitches removed in a month. My face hurt for a week afterwards but it got better. I knew my entertaining days were over. I was no longer useful to the Yaguu. That hurt me. Lord Retsudo gave me an opportunity to get the best education possible and I wanted to return the debt by doing what I could to help him. Otani showed up on the last day of my stay at the house. He had a letter for me. I knew what it was going to say. I held it for a long time as Ito and Otani looked on. I went to the bedroom and opened it and read it. "Kasaba-san, thank you for your dedication and loyalty. Due to recent events and the onset of puberty, it was decided that are no longer able to fill the role that we have placed you in. Please understand that this is business and not personal. You will remain at the Academy. I want you to get the best education possible. You will always will be a friend to the Yaguu. Truly yours, Lord Retsudo," I read to myself. I sat there for a long time clutching the letter close to me. My felt shattered. I was being pushed aside for a younger, hairless boy. I felt a wave of rage over come me and I pushed it aside. I lay down on the bed and slowly went to sleep. When I woke the next morning, I found Otani sitting in a chair asleep and Ito lying in bed next to me. I realized that they were the only two that ever cared for me and I felt tears in my eyes. I truly loved both of them in that one moment. I went into the bathroom to shave and shower. I was careful with my injury. I came out and dressed and went to the kitchen to make breakfast for the three of us. I turned around to see Ito and Otani sitting down at the kitchen table. "Are you okay?" Otani asked. I looked up. "Just fine, no problem." I didn't see the look pass between them as I turned around to load their plates with food. I shredded the letter and stuck it deep inside the fireplace and burned the strips of paper. I went to the bedroom and packed my suitcase for the trip back to the school. Deep down I wasn't okay. I was hurting from the rejection. I was angry and I really hated Lord Retsudo for what he did. I went back to the kitchen and cleaned it up spotless. I turned to the two men as I stood at the door. "Take care of yourselves. May your karmas always be good," I said as the taxi pulled up in front of the house. "Are you going to be alright?" Otani asked as he put his hand on my shoulder. I shrugged it off. "I'll be fine. Goodbye." The train ride back to the school gave me lots of time to think. All it ever came down to was people using me for their own ends and that hurt. I decided right then I didn't want anything more to do with them. I'd stay at the Academy, get the education, play baseball, and try to find something to do once I got out. That was my goal now. I got back to the school by early afternoon and settled back into my room again. I checked in at the front office the next morning and started my summer classes. Everyone could tell something had happened to me but they didn't ask. It was none of their damn business anyway. I settled into a routine my usual workouts in the early morning, classes from nine to one, another workout session in the afternoon, and baseball training with Coach Kotake. I got another break at the beginning of June and decided to go up into Tokyo this time. I wanted to check out Tokyo Disneyland, see the national Sumo Finals, and tour the Imperial Palace. I took the Shinkansen (Bullet train) up into Tokyo. I enjoyed the ride and the sights. I was amazed at what a smooth ride it was. It pulled into the station in Tokyo mid-afternoon and I got off the train, double-checked the directions I had gotten from Sasaki, and set off in search of the hotel he had recommended. I stopped once I got there. It fairly new and I could tell it was a nice place to be. When I walked in, I was shocked at the décor. Someone had spent some serious money to decorate the place. I went to the desk and they recognized me right off the bat. That was strange, considering the fact I had never been there until today. I didn't think much of it then and I should have. The bellhop took me up in the elevator that traveled outside the hotel. I wasn't paying attention to where we were going until the car stopped. I turned around and followed him out of the elevator car. I saw only one set of doors as the man opened them and led me in. I blinked when I saw the interior. The room was huge. I stood there in shock as I looked around. "Sir, I think there's been a mistake," I said. The man smiled. "No mistake, Kasaba-san. I was told to bring you up here." I sighed. "Okay, that's cool." He showed me the amenities and left without his tip. I wandered around what I knew was the penthouse. Someone knew I was coming here and changed my reservation to this. I dragged my suitcase into the bedroom and unpacked it, setting up my shave kit in the bathroom done in the traditional bath style. I sat down in the living room and checked out the big screen TV to see what was on at the moment. I wanted to relax for a bit before heading out for dinner someplace. The next time I looked up at a clock it read six in the evening. Now I was hungry, so I changed clothes and headed downstairs to the lobby. I walked up to the desk. "Hi. Can you recommend a good place to go for dinner?" I asked the lady. She smiled and turned to the mailboxes behind her and handed me an envelope. I took it and bowed. I opened it and read the note. It was from Lord Retsudo. There was no way I could refuse the invitation. I walked to the front door where two men in suits waited for me. One got in the back of the limo with me while the other sat up front. The man who sat in back with me didn't say anything or do anything. We pulled into the parking lot of a really nice looking place on the water. I got out and looked at some of the cars parked there. This place screamed money, very big money. I was glad I had changed into slacks, a dress shirt, and a jacket. I followed one man in while the other followed me. The interior was elegant. The man at the podium nodded as the man who guided me turned and led me up a set of steps. He stopped in front of a door and knocked. It opened and I was relieved to see Otani standing there. He nodded to the two men and they left me standing there. I held up the envelope. "There is no way I would ever refuse an invitation from our Master. He is well, I hope." Otani smiled. "He is. Please come in." I walked in and bowed to Retsudo. He rose and motioned to a chair next to his. "Thank you for coming," he said. "There is much to discuss." I knew what he meant. I walked over and bowed once more. "I am honored to be a guest at your table this evening. Thank you for inviting me," I said to him. "I am honored to have you as a guest at my table. Thank you for coming," he said with a smile. I suddenly had the feeling everything was going to be okay. I sat down and we engaged in some light chitchat as we sipped tea. The food arrived and we ate, continuing the light talk. It wasn't until we sat down in the side room with more tea that the conversation turned serious. "I understand that you were upset by my letter," he said. I sighed and put my cup down. "I saw it as a rejection. Nobody from the Brothers was talking to me, and the first night I was there Tanaka screwed me and then read the school rules to me. That was the only contact I ever had with him before the end of school. I had looked forward to meeting some of them and hopefully make a friend or two. Kohama is the only real friend I've got. He took me under his wing and protected me and gave me a lot of help. If it hadn't been for him, I probably would have hung myself in the shower room." Retsudo nodded. "Then he saved your life." "Yeah he did," I admitted. "The Brothers at the Academy have their own agenda and did not get you involved because of my orders not to involve you in anything due to your probation. I told them to be your friend, but apparently they chose otherwise. As for Tanaka, his being there was a mistake. I had given him many chances to straighten up but he refused. His father has sent him to a military academy," Retsudo informed me. "His loss then," I said. Retsudo set down his teacup and looked at me square in the eyes. "What I am about to tell you I hope you will not take the wrong way. It is obvious to me your feelings run very strong on this subject and I don't want to debate you on it. The men that went to the bathhouse you were in wanted to be with a young boy who would bathe them and are willing to pillow with them. They prefer the boys to be hairless all over except for the hair on their head. Once a boy starts sprouting pubic hair, men lose interest in them and look for another boy who hasn't started puberty yet. There are very few men who like to pillow with an older boy. I agree with you that an older boy needs love too, but unfortunately that's the way it is. I'm sorry." "That's okay. Recently I've been giving it a lot of thought and I have discovered my needs are changing. I want to settle down with a man who will love me and who is willing to guide me with a firm hand though my teenage years and give me the support I need. I also want to have a few close friends as well. Oh sure I know lots of people, but I really don't have a close friend that I can confide in," I said. Retsudo nodded. "Very wise to want guidance in your teenage years. Unfortunately I can't help in those areas. You have to find those people on your own. Part of growing up is learning how to find the friends and lovers to be with." I looked up. "I kind of had the feeling you would say that. I guess I needed to hear you say it to me." Retsudo sighed. "It's not easy being a teenager. I was a teenager once, believe it or not, so I know where you are coming from. But the world has changed much since I have been a teenager and the things I encountered then are only a tiny fraction of what teenagers encounter now." I smiled. "I do appreciate your coming and explaining things. Somehow I get the feeling that our paths are beginning to separate and go in different directions. If that is the case, I wish you well." Retsudo bowed. "Thank you. I sincerely hope you find what it is you seek." With that, we rose and went to the door. I started to bow, but he stopped me and extended his hand to me. I smiled as we shook hands. That was really the last time we ever talked one on one like that. That talk settled a lot of things in my head. I spent the week exploring Tokyo. There was so much to see and do. I was a bit sad to see the time end. I knew I had to get back to the school and get back into my studies. Getting back to the school I settled back down into the work and worked hard. It didn't matter what it was, school, working out, or training in baseball, I worked hard. I started to notice that Coach Kotake was paying lots of attention to me so I decided to try and draw him into a friendship. That turned out to be a smart move for me. "You're doing good David," he complemented me one afternoon as I ended my daily training. "You're ball playing skills are getting better." "Thanks, Coach. Are you doing anything this evening?" I asked. "Why don't you come around Green House around six and I'll make up some dinner and we can watch the fights?" I asked. Kotake grinned. "That would be appreciated. I'll be there." Coach Kotake showed up a bit before six and I let him in. I had made up a simple dinner and he liked it. We talked about various things before the kickboxing fights came on. I learned a bit about kickboxing as the fights progressed. Apparently Kotake taught kickboxing as well, so I decided to sign up for his classes in kickboxing. He was pleased with that. "You work out on a daily basis so you have developed the strength needed for some of the moves. I think you would do fairly well," he said. "Thanks. It looks like an intense sport and it is something I'd like to learn. I do have some Martial Arts skills," I said. Kotake grinned. "Then I'll test you on those skills and see if we can turn you into a good fighter. I'll tell you now, it's going to be hard work." "Good. Can't be an expert overnight," I said. He grinned and then looked away nervously. I had the feeling there was something going on with him. "Sir, are you okay?" I asked. He looked at me for a moment and then sighed. "I have something to confess." "What is it?" I asked. He got even more nervous. "I hope you don't get offended by this, but I.... I have developed feelings for you." I smiled. "I'm honored you feel that for me. I'm not offended at all." Coach Kotake looked up at me. "Really? It doesn't bother you that I'm a boylover and that I want to be with you?" "Not at all," I said. "As a matter of fact I'm glad you told me that. I do hope you'll continue to feel the same after I tell you my story." "Tell me," he said. I told him the whole story, leaving out Lord Retsudo's name. He sat back once I finished telling him everything, including last weekend. "Wow," he said, sitting back and blinking. "You've had quite a life. Now let me tell you what I like. I like a boy who is at the beginning of his teens slowly developing into a man. I like a boy with a bit of hair on him, but not too much. I like watching him develop his body through various sports. I like giving a teen the guidance he needs, often using a firm hand if needed. I will do that for you, David. I'll be your lover, coach, and disciplinarian. I'll help you with your life." I looked at him, feeing tears running down my face. This was just what I wanted, what I needed in my life. He drew me into a tight hug and I felt good being in his arms. "Where's your room?" he whispered into my ear. "Third floor, north corner, sir," I said. He took my hand and led me up to my room. He closed and locked the door behind him. "Anyone living in the house?" he asked. "No sir," I said. He nodded and sat on my bed and surveyed my room. "Seems I need to teach you how to be neat. For now I want you to strip completely in front of me." I slowly stripped in front of the coach, revealing my body to him. He had seen my tattoos many times and he continued to watch as I finished stripping. I stood there in all of my natural glory, as he looked me over. Then he reached out and pulled me close to him between his legs and started to touch me all over. I closed my eyes and shivered as I felt his hands explore my body. "You have developed your body well. There is more yet to do. I have watched what you eat and it is obvious you try to take proper care of your body. That is good. Now bend over my lap," he ordered me. I exhaled sharply and draped myself over his lap, my ass sticking out for him. I felt him take hold of my hands and hold them together in his big left hand as he caressed my bare ass cheeks with his right. "This spanking I am about to give you will prove to you how serious I am about being your disciplinarian. I will use spankings to teach you proper behavior that a young man should exhibit. You do a good job of showing proper respect to all of us adults. I will not threaten you with spankings, nor will I control you with them. They are simply a tool I will use to help you learn good behavior and to adjust your attitude when I think it needs adjusting. Always remember that I love you when I am spanking you. If I didn't, I would not have taken you under my guidance," he said. I looked up at him. "Yes sir." He smiled and nodded. His right hand left my butt and then came down forcefully on it a second later. I yelped and then a moment later began to cry as he spanked me hard on my ass. He spanked me hard for about a minute and then let me up. Tears ran down my face as I rubbed my ass. He stood up and pulled me into his arms and hugged me tight. He left the room and came back with a damp cloth and wiped my face off. "You took it like a man. I am proud of you," he said. "Now we can begin to mold you into a proper young man. First lesson is how to keep your room properly." For the next hour he showed me how to properly fold and keep my clothes in the dresser, how to properly hang the clothes in the closet, and how to make my bed so it was neat and tight. He had me put on a jockstrap for the time being as I cleaned up the room and put things away under his direction. Once that was done, he had me put a pair of shorts on and follow him to the laundry. He taught me how to wash my clothes and fold them when they came out of the dryer. He nodded his approval and I smiled. "Can I call you Master?" I asked him on the way back to the dorm. "Yes. I will even collar you. It is allowed here at the Academy. I checked with the headmaster and he gave his blessing," Kotake said. I stopped and faced him. "You told the headmaster what you were going to do?" "Yes. I had to get his blessing and that of Lord Retsudo before doing this. They know all about me and agreed that I am the best person to be your Master," Kotake said. "They obviously agreed to let you master me," I said. Kotake grinned. "Yes, and I am glad." "What do I do if the other boys see my collar?" I asked. "Nothing. They will know that you are taken as a teacher's catamite and not to harass you or demand sexual favors from you. They can ask, but I must approve it. I really prefer to have you to myself. It's better and safer that way," he said. I recognized the wisdom in his words. I've seen boys in the bathhouse and in the prison fight over another boy who was seeing both separately. Once I got my laundry put away, I followed him to the headmaster's office. Lord Retsudo and Sasaki-koochoo was there. I stood at attention next to Kotake's chair as he informed them I had agreed to his conditions. "Very good," Retsudo nodded. "A young man like David definitely needs a firm hand to guide him in his teenage years. He is to be collared by you right now?" Kotake reached into his soft briefcase and withdrew a black leather collar. There was a white tag on it. "Carved ivory," Kotake informed us. "It has his name on it and mine as his Master. Turned out well. A former student of mine carved it for me." I stepped around to the front of Coach Kotake and got down on my knees and bowed. "I respectfully ask that Master Kotake collar me and make me his catamite." "Do you do this knowing that you are bound to him until you leave this school?" Lord Retsudo asked me. I bowed to him. "I do, my Lord." I felt the leather slip around my neck as Kotake secured it. "Never take it off unless you are in public outside the school, working out, in gym class, the showers, or in bed." I bowed once more. "Yes Master." "Take your place," Kotake ordered. I sat on the floor next to his chair as the three men continued their conversation. I followed Kotake back to his quarters once the meeting was over. He sat in a chair and studied me. "You pleased me with what you said in the office. Good boy. Now we shall start from here," Coach Kotake said. "Report to me in the dining hall in the morning at the usual time. There is much to be done." "Get your breakfast and eat, and then come see me," Coach Kotake said as I walked into the dining hall the next morning, fresh out of the shower. "Yes sir," I responded. I could hear the other teachers remark about my collar to Coach Kotake as I went and collected my breakfast. Apparently they had been informed, or this happened quite often around here. I sat and ate my breakfast like I usually did and then turned in my dirty dishes. It was now a week before the start of school and the full staff was already on the grounds, getting their rooms ready for opening day. The construction crew had acted on my blueprints and the parking area had been greatly expanded with a better driveway, more parking slots, and a parking area for the limos as well. A few of the limo drivers were ecstatic when they saw the changes. They thanked me for making their jobs easier. Security loved it as well, knowing their jobs had been made easier. I sat in my chair until Kotake nodded at me. I stood up and walked over, standing by his chair like he had taught me. He ran his fingers through my hair. "Time to see the barber," he announced. "It needs to be regulation." "Yes Master," I said. I followed him to the barbershop on the grounds. The old man greeted us and I sat in the chair as Coach Kotake told him that I needed a regulation cut. "Does the young man's grass need to be mowed?" the old man said as he patted my crotch gently. Kotake scratched his chin. "I'll let you be the judge of that. When was the last time?" "Ah, three months ago," the man replied. "Please do it then," Kotake said. "How long will this take?" "An hour," the old man said. "Good. I'll come back then for him," Kotake said and then left. The old man removed my collar and went to work. He cut my hair down short to regulation, shaved the back of my neck clean, and then he led me into the back. "Strip," he commanded. I stripped down naked and he examined my pubic bush. It had grown up a bit wild again. He had me sit in a reclining chair with my legs spread wide apart. He went to work, cutting my pubic hair down short, trimming the edges so it looked neat, and then shaved my cock and balls smooth. After he wiped my genitals clean, he leaned forward and took my cock in his mouth and started sucking me off. I learned later that was the payment he demanded from every boy for cutting his pubic hair. All the boys let him, knowing the old man's fetish for fresh young boy sperm. All I know is that he certainly knew how to suck cock. I asked him to teach me how to suck cock to please Master Kotake. He taught me his secrets and Kotake certainly enjoyed the practice sessions I did on his cock. Afterwards the old man rubbed an after shave into my face and had me dress and put my collar back on me. I assisted him until Kotake arrived to take me to the tailor. I had grown some during the summer and needed new school uniforms. He also wanted to have me measured for other things as well. "Ah yes, the boy has grown some since I saw him last," the tailor said as he caressed my body. "We shall have to issue new uniforms to him." I shivered as the man fondled my genitals. Kotake smiled as I sighed. "When can they be picked up?" Kotake asked. The man patted my bare ass. "I'll let you know. While he dresses, I'll get the other things you ordered for him." I came out of the back room once I was dressed and stood next to Coach Kotake. "Take the box and follow me. We are going to my quarters," Kotake ordered. I carried the box to his quarters and set it on the coffee table in his little living room and waited for instructions. He came back a moment later and sat down in his chair. "In the box are a dozen colored jockstraps I want you to wear on a daily basis. It leaves your ass wide open and easier for me to take should I want it at anytime I wish it. There are times when underwear is to be worn and I will let you know of that in advance. Now strip and model each one for me," he said. I stripped in front of him, putting my clothes neatly on the chair next to him. I had gotten spanked once for not doing that so I made sure to do it right when he ordered me to strip. I opened the box and started modeling each jockstrap. Coach Kotake checked the fit of each one and approved it. I really liked how they felt on me. "I like how they feel on me," I said. "Good. They are supposed to be comfortable and still be able to hold you firmly. I need to check your cup to make sure it is still in good shape," Kotake said. "What do I do to clean the cup?" I asked. "Warm water and a rag will do the job," he said. "Twice a month is good." He took me by the hand and led me into his bedroom and removed my collar. He had me undress him completely and then take my jock off. We got on the bed and relaxed. "Been awhile since we did anything," he said, kissing me. I returned the kiss as passionately as I could. I could feel his hands and fingers start to explore my body like he had done a few times before. Coach Kotake explored my body as my cock came to attention. I sighed and moaned from the pleasure. I knew in a moment he would roll me onto my torso, placing a rolled up pillow underneath my hips to raise my ass in the air. While he stuck his fingers in my ass to lubricate and stretch my boy pussy, I would suck his cock and deep throat it. He'd pull his eight inches out of my mouth and then I'd rub a bit of KY on it before he fucked me. He'd get behind me and slowly push his mancock deep into my boy pussy. I'd moan and cry out in passion as he entered me. Once he was inside me, He'd stretch out over me and slowly fuck me while I would coo sweetly in his ear, telling him how much I loved feeling his hard strong cock inside of me and how much I enjoyed him taking me. He'd eventually work his arms underneath my torso and squeeze me gently as he started to fuck me harder and faster. I'd moan and groan as I felt his cockhead hit my prostate over and over again until I was close to having my orgasm. I'd tell him I was close and he'd time his so that we would cum at the same time. Then he'd spoon me into him, his cock still buried deep inside of my ass and we'd sleep for a time. After waking up, we'd start a slow lovemaking session, touching, kissing, caressing, and doing lots of foreplay. We really never did anything kinky or did any of the fetishes. Coach Kotake preferred normal gay sex and so did I. I had encountered a number of kink and fetishes in the bathhouse and discovered that none of them did anything for me. I went as far as being collared by Coach Kotake and that was it. There were a number of boys, young men, and teachers that liked kink and that was cool with me. I just didn't want to do it and Kotake understood. He felt the same way as I did. To each their own. October thirteenth was fast approaching and I started to withdraw from the world, my thoughts turning to what was once my home in California and what used to be. I was about to turn fifteen. I looked at myself in the mirror one morning and looked for the David I had once been and couldn't find him. I was so different now. I looked a bit different due to the scar that ran along the left side of my jaw and from the tattoo on my body. Even the collar made me look different, but this time the collar actually meant something to me. It was the acceptance of a Master who loved me and took good care of me, guided me with his firm hand when I needed it, and taught me about the world and myself in it. Even the psychiatrist was involved with my changes. The other guys in the school had seen the collar and knew that Coach Kotake was my master. There were a few other boys and young men who were collared and owned by other teachers. There were other boys collared by older boys as well. I had no doubt there was a gay community here at the school. It was never spoken of openly for fear of outsiders discovering it and messing up things. The straight students respected the gay ones and didn't harass any of them. The gay students respected the straight ones and every one got along fine. I knew for sure that some of the straight students often sought out the gay boys for a little relief from time to time and that was cool, as long as nobody was forced. That was an unwritten rule, and rarely violated. By now I was comfortable with being gay and accepted it as a part of me. I no longer had the nightmares and flashbacks so intently like I had used to. Coach Kotake and the psychiatrist had been an enormous help there. Kotake never pushed me for sex, asking me for it when he was in the mood or me asking him to make love to me when I wanted it. Being in bed with him and having his strong arms around me when he was inside me made me feel so safe, secure, and loved. I loved those moments. "David, are you feeling okay?" he asked me that morning. I shrugged my shoulders. "I'm okay, I guess." He took my hand and led me to the gym office and sat me down in a chair. "Is this about your fifteenth birthday coming up?" I hesitated a moment and then nodded. "Yes. The last time I had a birthday was when I was twelve. I stood in front of the mirror the other morning and realized I'm not the person I used to know back then. I've changed so much it's scary." "Ah," he said. "I know those feelings all too well. I experience them every year on my own birthday. I ask myself if I am really doing any good, if I'm really making a difference in a young man's life. I know I've been making a difference in yours in the last few months. You're much more relaxed, more confident and sure about yourself. Yes you do require a little discipline every now and then and that is expected. I think you are doing just fine." I hugged him. "Thank you Master." We talked for the rest of the hour and then I went off to dinner. It was two days later that I really screwed up. One of the older boys was really harassing me and I lost my temper and we got into a fight. A couple of the teachers separated us and I went down to see Coach Kotake. He saw the bruise on my face and sat me down. I told him exactly what had happened and he nodded. "He was wrong for what he did. You were wrong for what you did. Now you will have to pay the price for your actions," he said. I knew what he meant. I would be publicly punished, and it would be the headmaster who would do it. As my Master, Coach Kotake would be required to be there and witness the punishment. He reached into the drawer and put the handcuffs and the long black leather leash on the desk as the phone rang. Kotake picked it up and talked to the headmaster as I listened. "Yes, he is here. He has told me everything and I feel he has told me the truth. I shall bring him up to your office," he said and then hung up. I held my hands out to him and he put the handcuffs on me and then snapped the leash to my collar. He led me out of his office and across the school grounds to the headmaster's office. I could feel people pointing to me as I walked behind Coach Kotake with my head down. We entered the headmaster's office and Kotake closed the door behind us. "Tell me everything," Sasaki-koochoo demanded. I did, leaving nothing out. The other boy confessed his role as well. I turned to the other boy and apologized for my words and actions. "I apologize for my words and actions against you. Forgive me," I said, bowing. He apologized to me as well. We turned to Sasaki to find out what our punishment would be. He looked at us. "First, I am glad to see both of you have apologized to each other for your actions. Very commendable. However you men know the school policy about fighting in school. Therefore I sentence both of you to a public whipping and then to be displayed in shame for your actions. I wish I did not have to order this, but I must. David, your Master Kotake has to be present at your punishment and has agreed to it being carried out according to the school regulations. Jiro, your Father has been notified and he has given his consent. Professor Ogami will stand in as your Father's witness. Your punishments will be carried out tomorrow morning. I order you confined to the brig until then," Sasaki-koochoo said. I bowed. "Thank you sir." Kotake stepped forward. "Sir, with your permission I shall apply a bit of that punishment in advance to my boy." Sasaki nodded. "Permission granted." The leash was removed from my collar and the handcuffs taken off. Kotake ordered me to strip completely and I did, obeying quickly. He cuffed my hands behind me and led me to a straight back chair. He sat down and pulled me across his lap and them hooked my legs with one of his. He spanked me hard, giving me ten hard swats on the bare ass. I was crying by the time he was done. Coach Kotake stood me up on my feet and then snapped the leash back on my collar. I was led to the little jail on the school grounds and locked into a cell for the night. I lay on the cot and tried to sleep. I felt like the condemned man awaiting his sentence. I tossed and turned until the rising bell went off at seven. I knew it wouldn't be long. Coach Kotake was the first to arrive. He stepped into the cell and I stood up. He put the collar back on me, cuffed my hands be hind me, and then put the ankle cuffs on me feet with a short chain between them. He snapped the leash on my collar as the boy next to me was readied. He had to strip first and then he was chained up like I was. Both of us were led to the small stage by the gym area where the school was assembled to watch. We were led up onto the stage naked and stood at attention as Sasaki-koochoo explained the circumstances for the punishments. He then directed the other boy to be placed on the spanking bench. Thick padding was put in place around his lower back to protect his kidneys from any hard blows. Sasaki took off his coat and rolled up his sleeves. He picked up the paddle to be used and I shivered at the sight of the fearsome paddle. He stepped up to the boy and then delivered fifteen hard swats, one for each year of his life. By the time Sasaki was done, the boy was really bawling his head off. Two teachers removed him and led him to the stocks in the small square by the gym and locked him in it. They looked like the same kind of stocks used in the very old days, the hands and head locked in the top part of the "T", the feet secured in two separate cuffs at the base of the stock. Now Sasaki turned to me. I walked over and took my place in front of the bench. Kotake took all the cuffs and collar off me. He put the thick padding in place around my waist to protect my kidneys and then bent me over in place and strapped me completely down. My hands went into wrist cuffs attached to the front of the frame. One strap was secured across the top of my shoulders. A second strap was secured over the center of my back. A third strap was secured across the padding and threaded through a loop at the middle of the padding. Each leg was secured to the bench by separate straps. I wasn't going anywhere. Sasaki picked up the paddle and stepped behind me. I closed my eyes and gritted my teeth. I had the feeling this was going to hurt. That turned out to be an understatement. I got fifteen very hard swats on my bare ass. I tried not to cry but after the ninth swat I gave up trying to hold back the tears and let them go. By the time I was released from the spanking bench, I was bawling so hard I could barely see anything. I was secured into a set of stocks and left alone. Sasaki then read the rules regarding a student in the stocks. "A student in the stocks must remain there until the end of the day. Any student observing the student in the stocks may take mercy on the suffering student and offer him food or water. No student may strike the student in the stocks. A security officer shall watch over the student in the stocks to ensure that the punished student does not suffer a medical emergency as a result of his punishment. The student in the stocks shall not be released for any reason, not even to use the restroom. He is to relieve himself right there. At the end of the day he is to be released from the stocks, taken to the medical building to be examined, locked into the brig for the night, and then brought before the student body to apologize to the school for his crime. Once he has done so, he then shall be returned to student status and allowed to have his clothing back," he read out loud. Oy that would put the fear of God in any student. It did for me. I was publicly punished once more in my school career there and it was later determined that I was innocent of the crime and the guilty party apologized to me and got it really good. All the students then dispersed to their classes. Jiro and I were left alone. I sighed once I regained control of myself. We didn't say anything for the first hour. The bell rang, signaling the change of classes. Our fellow students pointed to us and made comments as they passed by. One boy stepped up to me. "Are you in need?" he asked me. "Yes. Could you if possible wipe my face off and give me some water?" I asked. The boy looked over at the security officer who nodded his approval. He returned a moment later and wiped my face off and stuck a straw in a bottle of water so I could drink. He left it in the cup holder in such a way I could get to it. As the day wore on, students would pass by and make their comments and laugh at us. If I felt the need to relieve myself, I'd wait until there weren't any students in sight and then pee on the ground. I managed to hold number two in until I was locked into the cell that night. I got a bit of food from the little boy who had given me water in the morning and that kept me going for the day. Coach Kotake arrived once evening fell and watched me get released from the stocks and escorted to the medical wing. I was very carefully examined and then locked into the cell for the night. It felt good to lie down and rest. The next morning I was led to the punishment stage shackled and naked. I swallowed my pride and made my apology to the students and staff, and then turned to Jiro and apologized to him once more. He accepted it and did the same. Sasaki-koochoo then pronounced the punishment complete and ordered us released. I walked back to my dorm and spent an hour soaking in the tub. It felt good to get clean again. As I sat there, I thought about what had happened. The whole thing was humiliating to me and I swore it would never happen again. I managed to keep that promise except for the times when Coach Kotake privately chastised me. It was a week later that the doctor released me back to active status. I didn't waste any time and went hog wild in the weight room, determined to make up for lost time. Coach Kotake and I discussed the situation in bed one night as I lay next to him, his hands actively exploring my body. "You did learn a lesson," he said. "Yes I did. It went beyond the physical pain, it also caused me mental pain as well from feeling so humiliated at being spanked in public and then being put on display," I said. "There was a reason for that. Not only were you punished, but also you were used as an example to other students that breaking rules would not be tolerated. I understand your reasons for reacting the way you did, but it was still wrong," Kotake said. I sighed. "I know. I learned my lesson, Master." He smiled. "Good. Now I want you to suck my cock while I prepare your pussy for fucking, catamite." I didn't hesitate. I curled down to his cock sticking my ass in his face. He spread my cheeks apart and started licking at my pussy as I sucked his cock and deep throated. I loved feeling his tongue lick at my hole and go inside. I gently caressed his balls as I deep throated his mancock. I felt a greasy finger enter me and start to work my pussy, lubricating and stretching it. By the time he got to three fingers, I was hot and ready for his cock. Kotake gently pushed me off his cock as I assumed the position, ass in the air with the help of a large round cushion he had found a week ago in a sex store. He got behind me and poked his mancock into my slick boy pussy and pushed in gently. His cock popped into me like it belonged in there. I sighed, moaning out loud. "Oh thank you Master, your mancock feels so good inside of me," I cooed as he settled down on top of me. "Give me your love, fill me with your strength!" Coach Kotake did just that. He slow fucked me to build up the feelings. I moaned and writhed underneath him. "Raise up a little," he whispered into my ear. I moved forward a little, raising my ass a bit more. "Perfect catamite," he said. He started fucking me hard and fast, shaking my body as he slammed into me with each thrust. I was crying out with passion and writhing underneath his powerful man's body. He slipped his arms underneath me and around my torso, under my own arms and gently squeezed me. I knew he was about to cum. "I'm going too," I breathed, feeling my own sperm start to charge down my cock. I clamped down on his cock hard with my anal muscle like I was taught and he got off. I felt him cum inside my ass as he cried out my name. He thrust his cock deep into me a few times more before he relaxed. We rolled onto our left side, his cock still buried deep into me. I tossed the round cushion on the floor and both of us went to sleep. ************************************************************************ To Be Continued