Date: Sun, 3 May 2009 14:38:27 -0500
From: Jamie Lee <jamieontop@gmail.com>
Subject: alex.1

Disclaimer: If you don't like or aren't allowed to read man-sex, go away.
Otherwise, read and enjoy.  Let me know what you'd like to see me do with
my big bitch boy in future chapters.  Copyrighted by the author.

Part 1:

I was out in front of the house, sitting there reading a book on my Kindle
(actually, I was reading my hungryass story that I'd downloaded-I think
that's a sign of good writing, that you want to reread it, even when it's
yours lol).  I had a hurricane (a drink I picked up from a stay in New
Orleans, once) and was drinking it casually as I read.

I looked up and saw this big neighbor kid of mine, Alex.  Alex is going to
university and to save money lives at home with his parents.  He seems to
be a real loner because I never see him with friends, girls or guys either.
I've sometimes wondered if he's gay, in fact, because he seems to look at
me a lot.  And it's not always above the waist, either.

Now, I say "kid" but I'm sure he doesn't think of himself as a kid.  He's
23, 6 ft 6, maybe 250 lbs? A big guy, in fact, but not chubby-he's just
fuckin big.  He's got an average build and nice dark hair and brown eyes.
Yeah, so you can tell I've been looking back at him.

I'm staying up here with a friend for a couple of weeks to get some writing
done where nobody knows me and I won't be bothered.  Which is good, and it
was the plan, but it's also kinda boring at times.  And my friend, Wilson,
is straight.  He's perfectly ok with my being gay and has even read some of
my stories.  He likes the domination aspect; and I think if I got him drunk
enough, he'd do something with me.  But I'm not a kid, so I don't need to
get people drunk to have sex with me.  Hell, guys *want* to have sex with
me.  And when I fuck guys, I want them nice and sober so they know
everything that happens to them, so they remember it the next day, so that
they're squirming around in the bed as they dream about me, so that I'm
what they think about as they jack off.

Alex has been out jogging to keep in shape, and he stops to say hi.  I ask
him if he wants some water since he's covered in sweat.  He hesitates a
minute, but then says sure, so I tell him to follow me into the house.  He
downs a glass of water quickly to replenish his fluids and then I give him
another glass, of cold water this time,that he drinks more slowly.  While
he's drinking, I start asking him what he's majoring in at school, what he
wants to do when he gets out.  I get a little more personal and start
asking him why I never see him with friends, and he mumbles something about
it being hard to have folks over to drink when you live with your parents.

These questions are not personal enough to cause a straight guy to mumble,
so I decide to step up the pressure a little.

"You have a girlfriend, Alex?  She hot?  She keep you satisfied, Alex?"

Now, I notice Alex is sweating again, and there's a lump in his shorts that
wasn't there before.  He stammers a bit.  I feel sorry for the kid, but I
guess I'm in a perverse mood because I decide I'm gonna make him open up
with whatever the problem is.  I mean, he's a polite kid, always calling me
"Mr. Lee" instead of "Jamie," always offering to help me unload groceries
and stuff.  So, in addition to satisfying my curiosity, if this kid is gay
and having trouble admitting it, I can help him.

So, I move in for the kill.

"Do you fuck her, Alex?  When you've made out and you're all hard, do you
shove your hard cock up her wet pussy, boy?  Does she moan like a bitch
when you fuck her, Alex?"

He's blushing furiously by now.  And the tent in his shorts is very
noticeable.  I'm actually plumping up myself.  I take his empty water glass
from the table and pour half my hurricane in it.

"Drink, Alex" I say forcefully.  I notice him staring at my bulge when I've
gotten up to pour my drink into his glass.  He licks his lips and just
downs the hurricane in a few swallows.  Then he licks his lips again.  The
whole time he's staring at my crotch.

I let him.  The warmth from the alcohol (not enough to get him drunk, just
enough maybe to relax him a tad) has to be kicking in now, so I take his
chin in my hand and make him look up at me.

"You don't have a girlfriend, do you Alex?"

"No, sir."

"You don't fuck anybody, do you, Alex?"  He tries to look down, but I won't
let him.

"No, sir."

"And in fact, if you were out with someone looking to get laid, it would be
a guy, not a girl, wouldn't it, Alex?"  There's a long silence.  His eyes
look at mine, begging me for something.  Not to have to answer?  Maybe, but
fuck that.  I squeeze his throat gently under his chin, reminding him who's
in charge here.  I repeat my question.  He closes his eyes and moans.  He
licks his lips.  I lean down and kiss his lips with mine, then lean my
mouth close to his ear to whisper.

"Yeah, it would be a guy, Alex.  And you wouldn't be the one doing the
fucking, would you, boy?  You'd be the one lying on the bed, moaning for
him to fuck you, wouldn't you?  You'd be moaning like a bitch for him to
fill your boy cunt with his hard cock, wouldn't you Alex?  You'd be
twisting on the bed under him, while he had his hard cock fucking in and
out of your pussy, wouldn't you, my big bitch?  Wouldn't you?"  That last
question was still a whisper, but much more intense than the rest had been.

Alex sobbed softly, and I brought my mouth back to his, still holding his
throat under his chin.  This time, when my lips brushed his, he opened his
mouth and made a low noise.  I took advantage of his invitation and started
fucking the kid's mouth with my tongue, rubbing it all around his mouth,
then sucking his own tongue out a bit, grabbing it with my teeth, using
them to scrape all along that sensitive muscle, making him moan in lust but
also knowing I could fucking bite his tongue off if I wanted.  He loved it.

I pulled back and told him to open his eyes.  He did, a little.  I stared
at him and said, "That's why you're here, isn't it Alex?  You want me to
notice you jogging.  You want me to want you.  You want me to make you my
bitch, don't you Alex?  You want to be my hot little slut, don't you baby?"
He just moaned, but I wasn't letting him get away with that.  "Tell me,
Alex.  Tell me you want to be naked on your knees for me, sucking my cock.
Tell me you want to feel my big dick in your boy pussy.  Tell me you want
to be my bitch, big boy."

He moaned again, and I squeezed his throat a bit harder.  "Yessir, I wanna
be your bitch.  *Please* make me your bitch, sir.  Please let me be your
cockslut, sit.  *Please*.

"See, Alex, all you have to do is ask.  Now, tell me exactly what you want.
You've been looking at it the past half hour, so tell me what you want with
it."

He shuddered.  "I want... I want your cock, sir.  I want to suck your cock,
sir.  Please, sir."

I undid my belt and unzipped my pants, opening them a bit to reveal my hard
cock trapped by the leg of my jeans.  Alex licked his lips again and
moaned.

"Kneel, Alex.  A bitch kneels for his man, he doesn't just sit in a chair."
Alex dropped from the chair to his knees.  I had been standing this whole
time.  His head bobbed toward me. "Uh, uh. Alex.  Beg for it, bitch boy.
If you want my cock, you've gotta make me want you to have it.  I have
plenty of guys want my cock, Alex.  I'm in demand.  Why should I give it to
you, hmmmm?"  While I was saying this I was rubbing my finger against his
lips.

"Please, sir, please let me have your cock.  Please, Mr. Lee.  I've wanted
you ever since the first day you came to stay with your friend.  You're so
hot, muscular, tanned arms and legs, that sexy beard, that big bulge in
your pants.  The hot stories you write.  Oh please, sir!  I don't have a
lot of experience yet, but you can train me to be whatever you want.  Teach
me how to suck your cock, sir, just the way you like it, teach me how to be
a good bitch for you.  Please, Mr. Lee."

See, this is why I don't usually do kids.  I want to be served by a man
who's old enough and who has enough experience to know what he wants and
has had enough practice to be good at giving me what I want.  I know you
younger guys won't believe this, but that usually means a guy in his 30's.
However, Alex was so earnest, and he was a neighbor and a good kid.  And if
he got a crush on me, well I was only gonna be here another couple of
weeks, probably, so he might get his feelings hurt a little, but neither of
us would get in deep enough to get really hurt in a couple of weeks.  Plus,
I didn't get to come out or even understand what the fuck was going on with
me sexually until I was older than Alex.  It would have been so fucking
wonderful to have had an older guy show me the ropes, help me learn who I
was when I was in my early twenties.  Meh.

"Awright, Alex, you're gonna be my bitch boy. Now, have you ever sucked
cock before?"  He nodded.  "Ok, then take my dick in your mouth, bitch.
Keep your hands by your side and focus all your interest, all your
concentration on my cock in your mouth, on making it feel good.  Suck me,
bitch."

And he did.  And he must have sucked cock a little bit before, because he
was good about not scraping my dick with his teeth.  He made a lot of
drool, and it was hot to see him pull his mouth all the way off my hard
cock, with a thick line of spit connecting his pouty lips and my stiff rod,
before he sucked the spit back in on his way back down on my cock.  After a
couple of minutes, I pushed him off my cock.

"Strip, Alex.  A bitch is never clothed in the presence of his master if
they're alone together."

He pulled off his shirt, then fumbled with his shorts.  He finally stood up
to pull them off as well as his jock.  His big cock (must've been 8 inches)
stood out proud from his belly.  I snapped my fingers and pointed down at
the floor, and he immediately dropped to his knees again.  I rubbed his
balls with one of my feet while he swooped back down on my cock again.  He
couldn't really deepthroat, but every once in a while I'd push in far
enough to rub against the back of his throat and feel him gag on my cock as
he tried to get more of it in.  Hot.

His dick stayed hard the whole time he sucked me, naked, on his knees, in
his neighbor's house, sucking my cock and learning to be my bitch.  He
moaned periodically with my dick in his mouth.  One time, he forgot and
started stroking his own leaking dick.  When I noticed, I pulled out of his
mouth, and lightly slapped his cheek with my hand.  "Stop it, Alex.  Don't
touch your cock.  This isn't about you.  It's about me, and my getting off.
You're the bitch.  You don't do anything I don't tell you to do.  And you
do not play with your dick.  Your dick is mine, and it gets to be played
with or not as *I* decide, not you.  Got it, bitch?"

"Yessir, I'm sorry sir."

I grabbed his head with my hands and forced his mouth back down on my cock,
using my bitch's mouth like a fucktoy, moving it back and forth on my cock,
keeping it nice and hot and wet as it throbbed with lust for this fuckbitch
on his knees in front of me.  And he obviously liked it because his dick
was pointed up at a 45 degree angle from his belly and leaking goo.  Alex
had his fists clenched as he tried to keep his hands away from his own
throbbing boy dick.

After a few more minutes of this, I pulled my cock out of his mouth,
leaving them connected by a strand of boy drool.  I stood there looking at
it a moment before telling him to get up and go into the rec room.  Once we
were there, I snapped my fingers, pointing at the couch and said, "On the
couch, bitch.  On your back."  He scrambled on the couch and spread his
legs without my telling him, putting one leg up on the back of the couch
and the other down on the floor, leaving his pussy nice and open for me.
He licked his lips and looked nervous.  So, as I grabbed the lube from a
drawer in the table by the couch, I asked him, "Alex, is this your first
time?"

He blushed, but answered, "Yessir."  So I asked him if he was sure he
wanted it.  "Yessir, please fuck me.  I've wanted it so long but never had
the nerve to do it.  Please fuck me, sir, make me your pussyboy."

Well, if that's what he's here for, right?  "Awright, bitch, take the leg
on floor and raise it back over your chest."  While he did that, I took a
couple of pillows from the end of the couch, rolled him back on his
shoulders, and shoved the pillows under his ass.  "Grab your ankles, Alex.
Stay rolled back on your shoulders."  I applied a lot of lube to his ass,
working a finger in and moving it around, pushing more lube in his cunt
every time my finger worked back in.  After awhile, his ass muscle was
looser, so I stuck another finger in and worked it around some more, always
working more lube in his puss.

At first, his dick got a little limp from my playing with his ass, but it
didn't take too long before it started to feel really good and his boy dick
started getting hard again.  By the time I got the second finger in, he was
twisting his butt on the couch, goo was leaking out of his dick, and he
kept moaning.  Finally, I decided it was time.

I put a little lube on my own dick and took a couple of strokes up and
down, then picked up a foil packet from the table by the couch and ripped
it with my teeth.  I unrolled the sheath down my dick and rubbed some more
lube on it.  Then I pushed back on Alex's thighs with my hands, lining up
the head of my cock with his well-lubed hole.  I leaned against him,
pushing the head of my cock against his pucker.  There was a fair amount of
resistance, so I got up on my feet, with my cockhead still against his
cuntlips.  Then, gravity helped me slowly push my way into his pussy.  He
thrashed a little under my invading cock, but he had asked for it, right?
Twenty-three is definitely not too young to learn to be careful what you
ask for lol.  As gravity and my thighs did their work, more and more of my
cock kept sliding into the boy I was turning into my bitch.  I'd pause
every inch or two to let his cunt muscles get used to my cock.  Once the
pained look left his face and he started squirming a bit to get used to my
rod, I'd push in a little more.  Finally, I got all the way in and ground
my pubes against his ass.  He moaned and sucked in air between his teeth.

"Take it, Alex, take my cock.  Be a good bitch for me.  You wanted my dick,
boy, and now you've got it.  Take it, bitchboy, take your man's
cock. You're getting your cherry busted wide open, boy. I am the first man
up your hole, faggot.  I am making you into a pussy.  It's gonna hurt some.
But before long you're gonna be begging me for my cock.  You won't be able
to get enough of it. And I won't be the last man to use your hole, bitch.
I am gonna make sure you are wide open and ready for the men who get here
after me!"

There were tears in his eyes from the pain. But I could tell that my words
penetrated his head even as my cock penetrated his body.  I had done it,
I'd given the big bitchboy what he wanted.  I had busted his cherry. My
dick was up inside him moving around in small circles, probing as I ground
my hips against his ass.

"Feel it fucking you, bitch," I whispered into his ear.  "Feel my big cock
sliding up inside your pussy, faggot.  Oh yeah!  You are fucking tight,
pussyboy.  Tighter than any bitch I've fucked before.  Oh fuck
yeah. Squeeze my big cock with that ass, boy.  Work my cock!  Oh fuck
yeah. Fucking faggot.  Fucking faggot!"

I leaned down and nibbled at the inside of his neck, using my teeth on him
so he'd have marks there the next few days.

  And then I started slowing pulling my cock out.  He moaned and twisted as
my cock moved, but I just kept slowly pulling out.  When only the head was
left in, I reversed direction and pushed back in.  He moaned and twisted
again, but I was inexorable.  Slowly in, slowly out.  His dick had gone
limp when my cock first pushed its way in his cunt, but it was now plump
again.  I squirted a little more lube on my hand and started fisting him
while I fucked him. He was rock- hard again quickly.  And then I stopped.
His dick was pulsing, and I didn't want him to come too quickly.  So I
concentrated on fucking him, moving my big cock in and out of the world's
newest pussyboy.  The pain seemed to have turned partly to pleasure by now,
so I moved one of his hands down to his dick to let him play with himself.
His cock was wet with precum and with lube, and he started stroking in pace
with my fucking.  Pretty soon, the moaning got faster and more intense. "Oh
fuck me, please fuck me, sir.  Oh fuck, fuck me."

The secret in breaking in a new bitch is to condition him.  He should only
cum with your cock in him, either up his pussy or in his mouth.  The more
often he associates cumming with your cock, the sooner his pleasure is
linked in his mind with pleasing you, the quicker he becomes your bitch.

It's not long now before Alex's tight cunt clamps down even tighter on my
cock as he cums, shooting spunk all over his belly.  What a shame, right?
That big 8-inch cock, and all it breeds is his own belly.  Still, I sure as
shit don't have any other use for it, and as long as Alex is my bitch he's
not going to either.

As Alex came down from the orgasm, I pulled out of his pussy, which he
discovered was pretty sore as I eased my cock out.  When I was all the way
out, I let him put his legs down and rest a minute while I went to the
kitchen to get another hurricane.  Fucking a virgin is hard work!

I decided to mix him one too, because I figured his hole was sore and we
weren't through yet.  I came back out with a drink in each hand, and told
Alex to slide off the couch and sit down on the floor.  "Drink this, my
little bitch boy," I told him, handing him a drink.  It's fruity enough in
flavor that he drank it quickly, almost like juice, but he would find the
alcohol kicking in soon enough.  I sat on the couch above him, rubbing his
shoulders while he finished his drink.  Then, when he was through, I made
him suck my cock while I drank mine.  At first, his mouth was cold from the
hurricane, and it was weird.  I've never had my dick sucked by a cold mouth
before.  But it warmed up quickly, and I got hard again quickly.  Once I
was horny enough, I pulled out of his mouth and took him into the bedroom,
where there's a full-length mirror on the inside of the closet door.  I
opened the door and put Alex on his hands and knees.

"This time, bitch, you are going to watch while I fuck you.  You're not
just going to feel yourself being a slut for my cock like a good bitch,
you're going to see it as well."

He was still lubed well, so I put another Magnum on and punched back into
his pussy, which was a lot easier to do this time now that he's already
been fucked once.  I ran my hands over his body as my cock taught him to
submit, playing with his nipples, even brushing down against his dick,
which got hard again quickly.  While I played with his dick with one hand,
I stuck the first two fingers of my other hand into his mouth, and he
started sucking on them obediently, the way he would my dick.  Sort of my
own personal three-way ;-)

I let go of his dick and pulled his head back by his hair, then leaned
forward to put my mouth near his ear.  "Take my cock, you faggot bitch.
Yeah, you wanted to be my bitch, and I'm turned you from a 23-year-old man
into a pussy, into a slut that will put out for any man who wants him.  But
no matter who else fucks you, bitchboy, you're gonna remember that I'm the
man who turned you out, I'm the man that showed you how much pleasure your
pussy would bring you, how much you need to serve a real man.  Every time
you get fucked, Alex, you're gonna remember me. Aren't you, bitch?  Tell
me.  Tell me how it feels having a man's cock up your cunt, watching
yourself get fucked in the mirror, watching a man mount you the way most
boys your age would be mounting a woman.  Tell me, fag.  Tell me what it's
like to be my bitch, to feel *this* fucking you like the cunt you are."

Alex moaned every time my cock hit bottom in his cunt, but he began telling
me, among the moans, how hot it was to be my bitch, how long he'd been
hanging around my house as much as possible, hoping but not really
believing that something would happen.

"You mean something like your becoming my faggot bitch, right?"

"Yessir.  Oh god, I wanted this for so long.  I ugh wanted a man to take me
and make me his bitch.  Ugh.  When I read your stories on Nifty, I knew you
were the ugh dom I wanted.  Then when you came to stay with your friend ugh
down the street from me, I ugh started dreaming every night about your ugh
fucking me, making me your bitch slut."

I slapped his ass hard and put my fingers back in his mouth to shut him up
so he would stop thinking about what he was saying and concentrate on
pleasing my cock with his ass.  I started pounding harder and harder,
slamming into Alex's ass on every stroke.  I took my fingers out of his
mouth and started playing with his nipples while I fucked him.  He used one
hand to start jacking himself again while my cock was plowing his pussy,
and it wasn't long before he started shuddering.

"Catch your cum in your hand, boy, and then lick it up and swallow it down
after you've got it all."

"Ugh.  Yessir, I will, sir.  Ugh."  Pretty soon, his ass started spasming
around my cock again, so I knew Alex was shooting.  He shuddered and
moaned, so I eased up on my strokes while he was cumming.  He caught his
boyseed in his hand and started licking it up while I went back to
powerfucking him.

"Look in the mirror, bitch.  Watch yourself lick up your own cum while
you're getting fucked.  You little pussyboy.  You're a tall guy with a big
dick, but here you are on your hands and knees watching yourself get punked
out and turned into the faggot bitch that you really are.  Take it, fag.
Take my cock, pussyboy.  Take my fuck, bitchboy!"

And by the time I got to the last line, I was shooting my sperm up that
hot, no- longer-virgin ass, into the guts of the boy who came into my house
a man and was going to leave it a cockwhore and a bitch.