Date: Thu, 30 Jul 2009 10:26:50 -0700 (PDT)
From: D One <doned88@yahoo.com>
Subject: Debt Paid

"You still owe me five hundred" Major said.

Carl nodded "I know, I uh just need time"

The weekly poker game was a social event more then just playing cards. Carl
was thrilled when, as the new guy, he was told he could play.

The first week's game went well. He won and lost and paid off the winners
out of his pocket. The second game went better, Carl leaving with fifty
bucks more then he brought.

Each week it varied. Then the weeks ended badly. One, two, three and four
weeks later, he owed five hundred dollars.

"Tell you what, I'll pay the debts, but you owe me" Major had told him.

Two months later he was still in debt. "No more markers" he was told.

The others sat to play and Carl was told he couldn't.

"You can't stay kid" Major said "unless you pay your debt".

Carl was about to be kicked out of the group he was thrilled previously to
be invited to join. He was on his own in the new town. The job was a good
one but didn't pay too well.. So he began to take more classes at night so
he'd advance. He had to pay for the classes so spending money was low.

But there was a part of his life he wasn't enjoying. Back in Chicago, he
had found others like him. In the darkness of sex clubs or the noisy fun of
bars he met other guys. He even had dates and sex, lots of sex.

After moving to Chicago, he learned more about who he was and what he
enjoyed. But now it was like starting over. There were no bars in the
town. There would have to be long drives on the weekend to find them in
neighboring cities. But he was broke.

A group of guys, young and old, were in the classes. They all seemed like
friends. Carl tried to be friendly but they seemed only cordial, until the
evening when one of them asked him, "Do you play poker?"

Now two months later, it seemed he had made a mistake.

"Tell you what, make some sandwiches and hang out" Major said.

"Cool" Carl found his way into the kitchen and began to make food and
snacks for the guys.  He knew Morris wanted pastrami, Walker wanted PB&J,
....

"Hey, you ok?" Major appeared. There was no secret that he was the leader
of the group. Tall, slim and quiet, he seemed to dominate whatever the
group did and of course, the poker games at his home.

"Yes Sir I'm fine" Carl said.

"Sir?" Major reated to the word "I'm not your boss"

"Well I owe you" Carl said. He felt embarassed to be in debt. "I'm not sure
how long it will take to pay you" he admitted as he continued to make the
sandwiches.

Major picked up one of the tunafish on toast Carl had made.

"Tell you what. If you're into it, we can find ways for you to lower that
debt."

Carl looked at the man, "Really? I'll do anything" he said looking around
the room as if to find things to do.

"Anything?" Major asked

"Yes Sir" Carl said.

"Again with the sir. I like that." Major stepped closer "Did you say SIR
allot back in Chicago?"

The man had stepped so close his body heat warmed Carl. He couldn't help
the reaction in his jeans.

"Yes Sir" Carl said again.

Major moved so close now his crotch touched Carls. He put one hand on
Carl's shoulder.

"I thought so when I first met you. From now on, you do whatever I say,
understand boy?" He pushed his hips forward. There was no doubt that his
body pressed against Carl's for a reason.

His eyes twinkled and his smile made Carl's gut flutter.

"Yes Sir" Carl said wishing he were naked now and sliding to his knees. The
feeling of being domionated if not owned had always turned him into a
submissive pig in the clubs in Chicago.

"Good. Don't be surpirsed when I give you orders. If you obey me boy, I'll
consider your debt being paid. Before tonight is over, you may earn a
couple of hundred paid, ready for that boy?"

Carl's head seemed in a fog. He didn't quite understand what was about to
happen,. He hoped he'd be having sex with the man who he owed, that was all
he thought.

"Yes Sir"

"Good get the food out there boy" Major turned and left. Carl watched the
man. His buttocks were large and round. He walked with a bit of a
swagger. Carl wanted to lick those buttocks, spread them and give pleasure
to the man.

"Thanks" the men took their sandwiches.

"Carl is going to stick around guys. No poker, but if you need anything
he'll get it for you. Get me a beer" Major said without even looking at
Carl.

"Our own personal kitchen slave" one of the men said and the others
laughed. Carl didn't respond. He retrieved the beer for Major and spent the
next hour getting more drinks, food and cleaning the kitchen.

"Good that's what I like to see, a boy who knows his job" Major said when
he came into the kitchen.

"Most of the guys are going. When you get finished come into the living
room. It's time you paid your debt" the man left before Carl could respond
audibly.

When the kitchen was clean, Carl sighed wondering what was going to
happen. He thought about Major pressing himself against him earlier. His
cock responded. And Carl moved into the living room.

Major and two of the others were sitting on the couch and chairs, drinking
beer. On the TV a porn video was playing. A big breasted woman was being
toungued by a guy.

"They're straight" thought Carl disappointed.

"Kneel there" Major said to Carl as he entered.

The two other men turned their attention from the TV to Carl.

He knelt.

"Boys Carl here is going to pay his debt, or at least part of it
tonight. That right boy?"

"Yes Sir" Carl answered making one of the men snicker.

"It turns out, our new friend here, likes to be told what to do. My guess
is that back in Chicago he was told to do allot of things to make men
happy, that right boy?"

Carl felt his face blush. He was being outed in front of the two oether men
by Major.

"Yes Sir" he replied.

"OK, fine. You owe me five hundred dollars that right?"

"Yes Sir"

"Crawl over here" Major said as he began to unbuckle his belt and pants.

"I want you to suck my dick" Major said as Carl arrived close.

"Shit Maj" one of the men said

"He won't do it unless he wants to. My bet he knows how to suck dick, that
right boy?"

Carl didn't answer. In front of him, was Majors hand holding his dick. It
was growing.

"You want me to suck you to pay off the five hundred?" Carl asked looking
into the face of the man who had turned him on earlier.

"No no, I don't think it's worth five. What do you guys think it's worth?"

"Hell I can get a kid from the park suck me for twenty" one of the men
said.

"Shit twenty, I've paid fifty" the other said.

"Tell you what, first time fifty, then we'll see what else you can do
tonight, maybe my friends deserve a treat" Major said.

Carl didn't hear the words so much as he concentrated on the very hard cock
in Major's hand.

"Don't tell anyone" Carl begged.

"No no, we'll keep it between the three of us right guys?" They all laughed

Carl licked it first. Then he tongued the ridge and moved his lips around
it. He let the cock move deep into his throat. Opening his throat so the
cock went deeper, Carl soon felt Major's public hair rub against his nose
and face.

"Hey this guys good" Major said "wait till you get it" he said.

The sound from the TV seemed louder. Carl could hear the slurping sounds
mixed with the curses and moans of Major. He wanted to suck until his mouth
was full of the sperm of the man who had discovered his secret.

He heard comments by the two others who were watching. One moved to the
couch next to Major. Carl could see he too had pulled his cock out of his
pants and was stroking it.

The cum game in large gobs. Carl knew Major was about to cum when the man
grabbed his head and held it tight.

"Shit he's swallowing it" the voice of one of the other men was heard.

"Eat my spunk bitch" Major said. Carl couldn't speak but his throat did as
he was told.

"Shit, nice. I'd say you earned your fifty. Only four hundred and fifty
left" Major said.

Carl licked the wet tip of the man's cock. "Yes Sir" he said in a whisper
like voice.

"You said something about treating us?" the voice of the guy sitting next
to Major said.

"Yea sure, what do you say boy, ready to earn another fifty?"

Carl was catching his breath. He had been made to reveal his secret in
front of the other two men. They knew he was a cocksucker, a faggot and a
submissive guy.

It didn't take long to urge sperm from the other guys cock. He had been
jacking while watching Carl suck Major.  The cum splashed all over his face
and chin since the man pulled it out of Carl's mouth.

"Messy" Major said "give me your shirt"

Carl pulled his te shirt off. Major wiped his face with it. "Here" he
tossed it back at Carl.

"What about you?" Major said to the third guy.

"My wife will kill me" he said "But what the fuck"

Carl, still shirtless moved to face the man sitting in the chair.

"Another fifty Sir?" He asked Major.

"Fifty boy" Major said "But you have to swallow it"

Carl took the much fatter and shorter cock in his mouth. His tongue teased
it until it grew hard in his mouth. He licked and lip jacked it.

The guy acted like he had never gotten a blowjob in his life. He moaned,
groaned, cursed and acted like he was in a fever like state.

Then Carl felt the hand on his butt. It moved over each buttock and into
the crack.

"You like that too boy?" Major's voice asked. Carl couldn't answer with the
fat cock in his mouth.

The hands moved up the legs of his shorts and begain to feel his smooth
shaven asscheeks.

"I think this guy is gonna earn more money toinight boys" Marjor said

Carl gagged but managed to swallow the fat dick owner's sperm.

"Nice" the man said.

"Ok boy get us beers" Carl moved to the kitchen. His hard cock rubbed
against he denim of his cutoff jeans. He felt like he was being turned into
a pig slave, the kind of sex role he had learned that he loved in Chicago.

"Here SIR" he said emphasizing the "SIR" when the returned.

"Strip boy" Major said after taking a swig. "We want to see what our sex
slave looks like"

Carl's fingers trembled a bit as he unbuttoned his shorts letting them
fall.

"Shit Maj he's really into this" the man who sat on the couch said.

"Kneel slave" Major stood "stay there" he left the room.

"Men we have a one hundred precent pig slave fag here" he said upon
returning "And he deserves this"

Carl felt the collar being put around his neck. "Browny had big neck so
this will work just fine"

The leash dangled from the collar. "I wonder what it will be like to have a
new pet. Come boy" Major yanked the leash.

Carl crawled on all fours around the room as Major lead him. His erection
dangled below him along with his balls.

"Shit this guy is sick" the man on the couch said.

"Naw he's just into being dominated, that right boy?" Major said.

"Yes Sir"

"tell you what, we'll wipe out your entire debt tonight, you just keep us
happy right boy?"

Carl wondered what else the man had in mind, but the thought of not owing
the money prompted his response.

"Yes Sir"

"Good. Marv call Thomas to come back, Kelly too" Major pet Carl's bare butt
and let his fingers move acrooss his butthole.

Carl realized what the night would hold. His already aching jaws would hurt
worse. He would be humiliated, treated like a dog, a fag, a queer, a male
pussy. He'd be fucked, hopefully safely.

And if he were lucky pissed on by the group. His cock hardened more. He
felt the tip open and emit precum.

Carl sat at work a week later. The weekly poker game had come and gone, he
hadn't attended. He hadn't gone to classes that week either. He knew he was
alone again. The debt was paid and he had a great time doing it.

But the price was that they knew what he was. They'd probably spread the
word. Carl didn't really want everybody knowing about him...especially
people at work.

"Hello, this is Carl" he answereed the phone.

"Carl, this is Jim, Jim Major. Where you been?" the voice as friendly.

"Uh just got busy, tired, uh recovering a bit from last Friday I guess."
Carl said.

"Oh I guess so. That was something" Major said "Well we missed you at the
game, and uh after" he laughed.

"Uh thanks" Carl said.

"Hey, I got three day weekend coming up. Going to get some guys over for a
nice long uh you know fun time, beer, porn, poker, you know."

Carl wondered if he was still in the group.

"Want to come over?" Major asked like he was asking about going to a
baseball game.

"Well I don't want to uh loose any more money" Carl said "I better not"

"Shame. You pay your debts off very well" Major said.

Carl didn't answer at first "Well maybe I can do some poker, but cut me off
when I loose fifty, ok?"

Major laughed. "Well I was thinking about something different. Boy you will
do the following" His voice returned to the strong authoritive one he had
used two weeks before.

Carl looked at himself in the mirror. The razor had smoothed his skin
nicely. His crotch looked bare. He thought it a strange request but he did
it anyway.

He wore the collar for the three days. Only allowed to say "YES SIR" he
went about his duties in the kitchen, picking up empty beer cans, kneeling
as he was showered with processed beer and providing places for the six men
to deposit their sperm.

Major owned him.

Carl owed him for everything.