Date: Wed, 9 May 2007 21:54:54 -0700 (PDT)
From: Master Terra D <masterterradil@yahoo.com>
Subject: Discovering Jake, Chapter Four, authoritarian

Discovering Jake Chapter 4
1/8/2006


Note: this has 10 chapters, already written, so you won't be waiting
forever as it's written. It's a commission piece (yes, I do those, just
e-mail me).

Jake blew his load.

Watching the DVD of the hairy blonde boy having a squash shoved up his shit
hole triggered jake's ejaculation.

Steve's hand on his jockstrap encase cock didn't hurt either, nor Steel
working over his nipples.

"Fuck! Boy's got no control," Steel said, letting go.

Everyone turned and saw a wet spot on the jock strap, and Steve was still
stroking it.

"Let go, fag," Jake sneered, preparing to swat away Steve's hand.

Jef caught the hand before he did. "Keep stroking the bitch," Jef told
Steve.

"Apologize, bitch."

"For what?!?! Letting you come into my house, turn me into a serving wench,
and drinking my wine?" jake became belligerent.

"Then why's yer dick hard?" Jef asked, looking down at Steve's hand on the
stiff rod.

Jake had no comment as Jef reached around to jake's hair ass and patted the
butt plug.

"Turn around and bend over and give the men a look at yer pussy," Jef said.

Jake hesitated for a minute. He wasn't sure, but this was the first time
Jef had referred to his ass as something female.

"Come on, bitch. I don't have all night," Max jeered, as he sat on
Michael's lap. Michael had a hand rubbing Max's leather encased cock while
Max had been licking Michael's barrel-chested nips.

	"Max..." jake started.

	"What did you call me, bitch?" Max stood straight up. He was
shorter than jake, but a dominate and persuasive man. "You're a bitch, here
to serve us. No more lip. Bend over and let us see that unshaved pussy, you
worthless cunt!"

	jake turned slowly and bent over slowly. All the slowness did was
turn on the men more, and when they finally saw the butt plug, jake heard
snickers.

	"He's got a butt plug up his pussy, and he's calling us `fag'?" Max
said. "Reach back and spread your cheeks, whore boy."

	jake did as he was told. Steel reach out and tugged at the plug,
not enough for it to come out, but enough that the tip rubbed inside
jake. His still stiff prick was noticeable, even bent over.

	"I thought you were a ladies man," Rico said, still in his suit and
tie, sitting off by himself. "Damn, man. We've picked up chicks together. I
had no idea you liked men."

	"I don't," jake said, still bent over, holding his hair ass cheeks
apart.

	"Then what are you doing bent over spreading your butt cheeks with
a woody in front of all these guys?" Rico asked.

	Jake kept his stance, looking for Jef, for permission to do
something. But he wasn't able to see Jef's face, only his feet and lower
legs, as Jef continued patting the boy's hair haunches.

	"So are we going to break this bitch in or what?" Max asked,
sidling back up against Michael.

 	"Up to the bitch, actually," Jef said. "Obviously, he doesn't mind
this so far, or his cock wouldn't be so stiff."

	"He have any limits?" Max asked.

	It was becoming apparent to jake that Max and Jef were on even
footing here, followed by Steel, with Rico, Michael and Steve bringing up
the back.

	"Boy, any limits?" Jef asked, knowing jake wasn't versed in the
language to answer the question, or so he thought.

	"No shitting on and in me. None of that blood shit, and no
noticeable marks," jake said.

	Everyone kind of paused. None of them knew of his attic dungeon.

	"And no pissing in me. Wear a condom," jake added, not quite
believing his own ears.

	"My kind of boy," Steel smiled. "I'm presuming we got a virgin
here?"

	"Yes, sir," jake answered. "Mouth and ass."

	"That's much better, cunt boy," Max said gruffly. "How we gonna
figure who pops him?"

	Jef stood beside jake and stroked his back. It had a few hairs on
it, but nothing near his ass and chest. "Heh, why don't we let the boy
decide? Stand up, boy, and turn around."

	Jake did as told and viewed the men in the room. He knew he wasn't
interested in Max popping him open. Max was a total ass, jake could tell.

	Michael was huge, a tall, former lumberjack. Course, jake hadn't
seen anyone's dick, either. Having Steve or Rico, co-workers, do him first
would just be too weird. That left Jef or Steel.

	Jake kept his head bowed, and asked, "Could I start with cock
sucking, sir?"

	Jef thought for a minute, holding up a hand out of jake's sight,
but visible to Max.

	"Wanting to suck cock, boy?" Jef asked.

	"Yes, sir. Please, sir," jake sobbed, unable to believe what he was
asking for, yet standing there having cum just minutes ago and still rock
hard. Steve had let go when jake bent over.

	Jef scanned the room. He knew everyone's cock sizes. Too big, and
jake might decide to loose his job. Jef also saw an opening.

	"Rico, why don't you whip out your dick for jake to start on?" Jef
directed, even though it sounded like a question.

	Rico sat in the leather club chair he'd been in most of the
night. He'd loosened his tie, but little else. Michael's lumberjack shirt
was opened to his crotch. Max was in leather gear. Steel was dressed in a
construction outfit. Steve was in revealing enough dress.

	Rico locked eyes with jake, and unzipped his dress pants, then
adjusted his underwear, pulling out his dick.

	Jake's eyes widened. Rico's rock-hard rod was at least 7 inches and
throbbing. Rico was a precum kind of guy.

	"Come get me wet, you pathetic fuck," Rico said, distain in his
voice. Rico was bi, and had gone chick hunting with jake several
times. Rico did find jake to be pathetic, putting himself out as a stud,
and wanting to suck cock.

	Jake started walking across the room. "On your knees, boy. Men
walk. Boys and cocksuckers crawl like dogs," Rico spat the words.

	Jake lowered himself to his hardwood floor. No rug cushioned his
knees; jake had it out for cleaning. He crawled to Rico and rested his head
in Rico's lap, eyeing the hard dick. He'd never seen a hard cock up close
before, able to smell it, see it, and soon to taste it and feel it.

	"Lick it like a lollipop, virgin boy," Rico taunted, pushing the
head toward jake's mouth.

	Jake's tongue darted out, but Rico let it draw back a bit.

	"Wow, you really do want cock, jake. Fuck, I looked up to you;
thought you were a real stud. Yer nothing but a cocksucker," Rico sighed
and leaned back in the chair, but pushed his dick toward the athletic stud
on all 4's begging for the cock with his eyes.

	"Lick." Jef's voice cut through the 2 men's seemingly private
moment.

	This wasn't 2 men, but 7 men participating in jake's humiliation.

	Jake's tongue snaked out and caressed the top of Rico's latin
cock. He wrapped his tongue around Rico's cock head and took the tip into
his mouth. Rico's cock was Jef's choice for a few reasons. It was across
the room. In the group, it was a medium size. The cock was a little less
than normal in girth, but the head was large, a true mushroom head that
would make the butt plug in jake's shitter envious.

	Jake slowly started nursing the head, remembering all the
instructions he'd given women on sucking dick: watch the teeth, use lips
for pressure, it's call sucking for a reason, you don't actually blow.

	"Use yer tongue more, jake," Rico purred. "boy" was embarrassing,
as was "bitch", but to be called his name while sucking on a co-worker's
cock was humiliating for jake. He increased the suction as his dick
stiffened more. Jake's cock head peeked over his jock strap, hidden by the
sheer fabric apron. Red lipstick smeared on Rico's penis was jake slurped
up and down it, starting to develop a rhythm, a trick that worked on
getting jake to blow a load.

	Jake's hands went up and started undoing Rico's belt as Rico's
hands found their way to the back of jake's dark brown head of hair. Jake
liked his balls fondled while getting blown and figured Rico would too.

	Rico's hands took over the rhythm on jake's blowjob as the belt
unbuckled and his pants unbuttoned. Both men were lost in the oral sex.

	Max was drooling on Michael's hairy pecs, licking and nipping the
tits as Steve stared at jake's stiff 8-inches, nearly hugging his 6-pack
abs. Steel had gotten behind Steve and was massaging his shoulders and
thighs. Jef had worked his way behind Rico and was giving the Latin stud an
ear massage, adding to Rico's euphoria.

	"Cunt!" Rico screamed as his pisser erupted cum in jake's mouth. As
jake tried to pull off, Rico's hand's increased their grip and rammed
jake's throat on the cumming member. Jake gagged and coughed, but Rico
didn't care as he released himself in the virgin mouth.

	Jake finally broke Rico's hold, cum spurting from his nose as he
gagged, coughed and wheezed. He fell to the floor and lay there as Jef
massaged Rico's shoulders. "Nice one, Rico," Jef whispered in his left ear.

	Jake sputtered and coughed cum and spittle into a pool on his
floor. He looked up and saw Max eyeing him.

	"Next?" Max asked.

	"Make him ask for it," Jef said to Max. To Rico he said, "Keep your
cock out, buddy."

	Steel kneeled down and rubbed jake as the boy recovered. Jake felt
the apron fall from his body and he reflexively pulled his hands up to
cover himself, at his tits.

	"Don't worry, boy," Steel purred in his ear. "We've already seen
them."

	Steel's hands worked under jake's armpits and massaged the hairy
pecs. Steel's white tank top rubbed against jake's back. A stiff cock was
also felt against the small of jake's back as Steel continued to massage
jake, some of the cum from jake's mouth drooling down into his furry chest
as Steel massaged it.

	Jef continued his work on Rico as Max kept groping Michael. Michael
was finally responding, his meaty paws the size of Max's head and he pulled
that head down into his lumberjack crotch.

	Steve sat there, watching it all, stiff and dripping, waiting for
his chance at jake and his dick.

	"Just relax, baby. Steel's here," the construction stud
whispered. "I'll take good care of you, stud."

	Steel was slipping into his banter he used on college boys after
showing them the construction site and "accidentally" having them get
injured. He'd take care of them, take them back to his place for a massage
or to tend to the injury, then have them calling him "daddy" by the next
morning as they scurried off to a class they were late for. Most of the
boys returned, though.

	Jef knew this routine well, but had never witnessed it. He looked
forward to this.

	Steel was 5'2" and all bulging muscle. Steel had baby smooth
skin. Jef wasn't sure if it was shaved, waxed, Naired or what; Steel kept
that a secret. The construction worker was, unknown to even Jef, a body
builder, often entering and winning beach competitions. He was now totally
focusing his energies on jake.

	"Just relax, son. I'll take care of you," Steel cooed in his ear,
staying behind jake, touching and massaging his muscled body. "Here, let me
help you up."

	Even though jake stood 6' tall, Steel easily lifted him to his
feet, using his ass and butt plug as a handhold.

	"Let me take care of that for you, baby," Steel said, sliding his
hand on jake's hairy ass and nudging the butt plug. "Bend over for me,
baby."

	Jake did so and Steel grasped the butt plug, looking at Jef who
barely nodded yes.

	Steel started pulling, but not enough to pop out the plug. Instead
he pulled it slowly, holding jake by his stiff dick, not letting him move
himself off the plug. Jake stood, bent over, in his jock and heels, cum and
drool running down his hairy front.

	Steel's pulling the plug just to its largest point, then letting it
pop back in, to hit jake's prostate, short, rapid plug fucks. "Steve, help
this poor baby out of his shoes," Steel orders.

	Jake's mind has gone somewhere else. Steel's hands feel great as
does the massage on his prostate, his cock still steel hard. He doesn't
even notice as Steve slips under him from the front and removes the high
heels, purposely rubbing his face in jake's crotch.

	Steel notices.

	"Yeah, suck this baby's cock through his jock strap, Steve," Steel
purrs, continuing the massage and plug work.

	Steve tosses the heels to the side and opens his mouth, closing on
the staff bugling out the stretched elastic pouch protecting the stud boy's
meat.

	Jef has worked open Rico's shirt and is working the Latino's nips
and slightly hairy chest. Jef looks down at Rico's physique, a hairy chest
tapering down into the stereotypical, but exciting, treasurer trail. Rico
had been massaged into another stiff erection. Jake wasn't Jef's only
project this weekend.

	"Suck my dick, Mr. Executive," Michael's voice cut through the room
and every head turned, including jake's.

	Michael had his dick and nuts sticking out of his jeans, and Max'
head impaled on it. "Nothing better than a suit and tie on your cock,"
Michael growled, roughly tweaking Max' tits.

	"Don't worry, baby. Daddy'll take care of you," Steel whispered to
jake as Steve continued mouthing jake's steel shaft. "Just do as daddy says
and I'll keep you from the big, bad man."

	What jake couldn't see with Max' head in the way was Michael's
cock, a 9.5" wonder that had porn movie makers begging Michael to do
movies, until they heard his voice, but that only stopped them for a few
minutes. Michael was like an expected lumberjack; muscled in all the right
places, a nice hairy body in all the right places, that made people cream
their pants just looking at him.

	Michael had resisted the porn producers for years, not because he
was ashamed of being on film, but because they wanted him to do solo work
first before pairing him with other actors. Michael figured they couldn't
find an actor who would take his prick. It wasn't just long. It was thick,
and it wasn't like some porn actors who never get fully hard. Michael's
cock got rock hard.

	Max was fully impaled, breathing through his nose and tickling the
area between Michael's nuts and hole.

	Steel was doing that to jake for a full 5 minutes before popping
the butt plug out.

	"Shit!" Steel shouted, smacking jake's ass hard.

	He was being rather literal. The plug came out messy, with some
remnants running down jake's thighs

	"Didn't this boy clean out?" Steel demanded, standing up and
looking at Jef, but pulling jake fully erect by grabbing his head of hair.

	"I guess not," Jef smiled. "I don't think he was expecting this."

	"Don't worry, baby. I'll help you clean out," Steel said, directing
jake in front of him. "I think you know where your own bathroom is."

	As the pair left the room, Michael eyed Steve sitting along on the
floor.

	"Eat out leather boy's ass," Michael directed, pointing at Max'
ass, with a leather strap running down the smooth butt cheeks, covering the
pucker.

	Jef had Rico's shirt off and Rico's pants had ended up around his
ankles during jake's blow job.

	"Stand up, Rico," Jef suggested.

	Rico did and Jef dived for his ass, tonguing the hole and milking
his cock, keeping Rico stiff and distracted in lust.

	In the bathroom, Steel had jake strip off the jockstrap; Steel kept
an eye on it, plans for the future. He had jake crawl into the tub that
appeared to be a Jacuzzi model and Steel started looking for something to
give an enema as he turned on the water.

	"You okay, baby? Be honest with daddy," Steel commanded, speaking
softly.

	"Pretty good, sir," jake answered through exhaustion and tears,
mostly at being unable to cum yet.

	Steel didn't have to look long for an enema kit.

	"Call me `daddy', boy. Get on all fours," Steel commanded. "Daddy's
going to give you an enema."

	Jake blushed to his toes. That last time he was given an enema was
when he was 12 and his mother had made his older brother give jake one.

	Jake also blushed because the reason hadn't had to look for the kit
long was because jake kept it in the guest bathroom to use on his kinky
chicks. There was a second one in the attic dungeon, complete with assorted
alcohols.

	Steel didn't lube the tube, but shoved the end in and squeezed the
bag, forcing warm water rapidly into jake's anal cavity. The water rushed
in, causing jake to lunge forward a bit.

	"Stay still, baby. You don't want daddy punishing you this soon,"
Steel said, forcing the rest of the water from the bag. He tugged the tube
out. "Stay there. Hold it in."

	Steel disappeared and jake stayed on all fours in his guest
bathtub, holding in a ass full of water after swallowing a load of cum from
a co-worker.

	Steel found a bottle of vodka and a bottle of whiskey and wondered
which one to use. As he wondered, he took in the view in the living
room. Michael now had Max riding the lumberjack cock as Steve licked
Michael's nipples and licked his armpits. Jef had Rico sitting on Jef's
face while Rico suckled on Jef's rod. Steel picked the vodka and headed
back into the bathroom. Jake was facing away from the entrance.

	Steel filled the bag, running water, but using the vodka.

	"Please, daddy. I need to shit," jake whimpered.

	"How bad, son?" Steel asked as if they were having a dinner.

	"A lot, please, sir. Please," jake begged.

	"Toilet," Steel said, pointing.

	Jake darted for the toilet, but was awkward trying to hold it.

	He barely made it, but did.

	Steel stood and watched as jake shit out the water and more. He
patted jake's head and held him. "Good boy. Good boy. You empty now?"

	"Yes, daddy."

	"We need to do another one, just to make sure, jakey," Steel
said. "Get back in the tub."

	Jake did and Steel inserted again. He didn't force the fluid in as
harsh. Jake didn't realize he was getting an alcohol enema, or that Steel
carried a palm camcorder everywhere he went.



To be continued