Date: Tue, 28 Dec 1999 23:13:09 GMT
From: S C
Subject: Frat Boy Master

Frat Boy Master

I go out to the bars once in awhile.  Usually it's a waste of time but
sometimes I get so horny I'm willing to throw away a few hours for the
chance at some hot sex.  This was one of those nights.  I took a shower and
checked myself out in the mirror.  I thought I looked pretty damn good for
35. 6'2" and a lean, hard body.  A nice thick cock and big, hairy balls.
Six pack, long hairy legs.  Hell, I was starting to get hard just looking
at myself.  I turned around to check out my ass.  It's always been one of
my best features.  High, tight and totally smooth.  I pulled on a pair of
jeans and a t-shirt and took off.

It was still kind of early so the bar wasn't too crowded.  The usual mix of
people, a few of who might look okay at closing time but I was still
keeping my standards high.  Then I noticed a guy over in the corner.  He
was young, probably about 22.  Short brown hair, chiseled jaw, pouty lips
and a great body.  His pecs were straining the tight t-shirt that he wore
and he had beautiful smooth arms.  He noticed me looking and gave me a
little smile.  Even though he was probably looking for someone his own age,
I decided to give it a try.  I went over and introduced myself.  His name
was Mike and he lived in a frat house at UCLA.  Of course none of the bros
knew he was gay.  He said he wasn't even that experienced himself, but the
"antics" at the frat house had brought something out in him.  I questioned
him about this and he said he'd always been attracted to guys but some of
the things he did at the house made him realize he liked it rough.  I asked
him which side of the rough stuff he liked to be on and he told me he liked
to be the one in control.  I'm not usually a bottom, but something about
this hot young stud taking charge made my cock start to twitch.  Two
minutes later he was following me to my house.

When he got out of his car I noticed he was carrying a little daypack.  I
didn't get to ask him what was in it, because as soon as we got in the door
he grabbed me and started kissing me.  Those full lips tasted even better
than I imagined.  This little stud knew how to kiss -- he practically
raped my mouth with his tongue.

We staggered into my bedroom and he dropped the daypack on the floor and
yanked off his shirt.  His chest was gorgeous -- nice beefy pecs, big
nipples and totally smooth except for a light trail of hair from his navel
leading into his jeans.  I barely had time to admire his chest before he he
grabbed me by the back of the head, lifted his arm and shoved my face into
his sweaty pit.  He smelled incredibly sexy.  I licked and sucked at his
hairy pit, then he grabbed my hair and shoved my face onto his nipple.  I
began to nibble and suck on it and it got rock hard.  Now he leaned down
and began to whisper into my ear.  "You like that, don't you?  You like
serving me?"  I moaned my assent and he continued.  "You want my cock?
You're going to lick me all over, slaveboy -- my pits, my feet, my balls
and my ass."  And with that he pushed me back onto the bed, yanked down his
jeans and sat on my face.  Now I'm not much on licking ass but his was
amazing.  A total bubble butt, smooth and hairless.  It smelled of mansweat
more than anything else and I licked the inside of his crack as he lowered
himself onto me.  He moaned and began to undo my jeans, freeing my
rock-hard cock.  I flicked my tongue against his hole and it twitched.  I
was dying for him to touch my cock but he ignored it.  Instead he grabbed
my balls and hissed "Eat that ass, boy!"  I began to lick around his hot,
sweaty hole but I guess that wasn't enough for him because he grabbed my
balls tightly in one hand and began to smack them with the other.  It hurt
like hell but my cock just got harder and started oozing pre-cum.  I shoved
my tongue all the way up his ass and he began to bounce up and down on it.
This hot frat boy was fucking himself on my tongue and I was loving it.
  Suddenly he pulled off and stood up.  I got my first look at his cock.  I
was surprised to see that he was uncut and even happier to see that it was
big.  It had to be over 8 inches and thick.  I love a big uncut cock and I
started drooling just looking at it.  He ordered me to strip and I did it
as fast as I could.  "Get on your knees" he barked.  He stood in front of
me, that gorgeous cock bobbing in front of my nose.  I leaned forward to
suck it but he grabbed my head.  "Not yet.  You don't deserve it yet."  He
grabbed his big rod and slapped me across the face with it then ordered me
to lick his feet.  I leaned down and kissed and licked his big feet,
sucking on the toes.

When he was satisfied that I'd done a good enough job, he walked over to my
desk, grabbed the desk chair and turned it around.  "Get over here."  I
wasn't sure what he wanted so I hesitated and this seemed to piss him off.
"I gave you an order, boy!" he yelled and grabbed me by the hair and pushed
me over the back of the chair.  "Grab hold of the legs and don't move!" he
yelled.  This was starting to get heavy but I was as turned on as I'd ever
been.  "Yes sir."  I whispered.  He went over to the day pack and started
rummaging through it.  I couldn't see what he was doing but then I heard a
click and realized he was handcuffing my legs to the back of the chair.
Then he came around and did the same to my hands.  I was starting to get a
little scared.  I wasn't sure if I wanted this to continue.  But my little
stud-master turned the tables on me.  He started to walk out of the room.
"Where are you going?" I asked him.  "I'm gonna watch some TV."

"No, please!"  I was begging before I even realized it.  "I need you, sir."

"You'll have to convince me.  When I come back -- if I come back, you're
getting this."

With that he laid a long wooden frat paddle on the floor in front of me.
It was about 4 inches wide and an inch thick and it looked like it could
really set my ass on fire.  My mouth went dry.  And he walked out of the
room.

He must have left me there about twenty minutes and by the end I was
pleading for him to come in and paddle my ass.  Finally he came back and
stood in front of me with his hands on his hips.  His cock was still hard
and he looked incredibly sexy.  His legs were really worked out and they
were pretty hairy in contrast to his upper body.  He was so fucking
masculine standing there.  I was ready to let him do anything.  I think he
sensed this.  He didn't say a word.  He just picked up the paddle and moved
behind me.  I felt a whoosh of air followed by an incredible crack of wood
against flesh.  My flesh.  A lightning bolt of pain shot through my ass
followed by another.  And another.  And another.  He wasn't giving me any
kind of warm up.  He started right out beating my ass full force.  I
screamed and strained against the handcuffs but he just kept it up.  Whack!
Whack! WHACK!  "Please sir!  Please!"  I realized it was me screaming and
begging but it just seemed to turn him on more.  He beat every inch of my
ass till it felt like I was on fire.  Finally he stopped and undid the
handcuffs.  I slid back off the chair and he grabbed me, squeezing my cock.

"Still hard I see.  Guess you need more."

Before I had a chance to object, he sat down on the bed and pulled me
across his knees and started spanking me with his hand.  It was incredible.
Even though it hurt like hell, our hard cocks rubbed together with every
swat.  I could feel the sweat dripping off his chest onto my back as he
whaled on my ass, raising his hand high and bringing it crashing down on my
bright red ass, over and over.  I was thrashing around but he held me tight
and kept spanking me really hard.  Soon tears were streaming down my cheeks
and he was asking me over and over with every smack -- "who's your
master, boy?  Who?!"

"You sir."  I replied.  "I'm your cockslave."

SMACK! "You want my cock?"

SMACK!!  "Yes sir!?"

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!  "Up your ass?"

SMACK! "Please sir!  Please fuck me NOW!"

He must have given me fifty hard smacks before he finally pushed me off his
lap and set me face down on the bed.  I head him tear open a condom and he
squirted a little lube on my hole then climbed on top of me.

"Here's your reward, cock slave!"

He shoved his cock in in one hard thrust but I was already crying from the
spanking.  That big thick cock felt like it was going to split me open and
he immediately started to pump me hard and deep.  The paddling and the
spanking must have woken up every nerve in my ass because it was the most
amazing fuck I've ever had in my life.  Pain, pleasure, intensity.  My
whole body was alive and the center of it -- the lifeforce -- was this
young stud's big cock slamming in and out of my ass.  He must have been as
turned on as I was because I felt his cock swell in my ass.  He yanked it
out, flipped me over and straddled my chest.  Pulling off the rubber he
grabbed his cock in one hand and mine in the other and started jerking us
both off.  It only took a few tugs before I started to spasm and at the
same time, he began to shoot his load all over my face.  It was hot and
salty and I opened my mouth.  He shoved his cock in and I took the last few
jets down my throat while I shot all over his ass.  Finally he laid on top
of me and tenderly licked his cum off my face.  Then he kissed me and we
rolled his cum around on our tongues.  I told him that was probably the
best sex I'd ever had in my life.  He smiled and told me he felt the same
way.  Then he surprised me.  He asked if I'd ever like to be the one in
control.  I reached back and gently stroked his hard, smooth ass.  "Why?" I
asked him "need a good whipping?"  He smiled and said just two words: "yes
sir!"

I pushed him off of my onto the floor.  He sat there on all 4's looking up
at me like a puppy dog.  His big brown eyes were so sweet it was almost
hard to punish him.  But my ass was still burning like crazy and I wanted
revenge.  I reached into my closet and pulled out a thick leather belt.  He
gave a little yelp when he saw it.  I doubled it up, help it under his nose
and told him to lick it till it was good and wet.  He eagerly obliged.
Then I sat down on his back, facing away from him.  For a moment I just
stared at his perfect ass.  His buns were perfectly round and hairless with
a patch or hair running down from his crack to blossom into a downy coating
on his muscular legs.  I gently rubbed his ass, letting my thumb explore
his tight little boyhole.  He sighed as I probed his rosebud and before he
knew what was happening I had raised the belt as high as I could and
brought it smacking down across his ass.  Immediately an angry red stripe
appeared and he cried out.  I brought it down again just above his thighs
and he stifled a scream.  Suddenly, I really wanted to punish this arrogant
little fratboy.  He needed it.  And even more important, he wanted it. I
jumped up and stood behind him.  I swung the belt hard and it landed with a
resounding crack.  He staggered forward and I followed, beating his ass
with my thick leather belt.  He tried to crawl away but he ended up stuck
in the corner and I really let him have it, making my belt bite first into
one buttcheek, then the other.  He literally climbed the wall until he was
standing spread-eagled and I was turning his smooth white butt into bright
red roadmap of punishment.  Finally I could tell he was about to break.  I
gave him five hard ones in exactly the same place, one after the other.  He
spun around.  His face was tear-stained and contorted but his cock was rock
hard and throbbing.  It looked like he was about to shoot.  He was.  He
pushed me back onto the bed, grabbed his big cock and jerked off all over
my cock and balls.  Then he immediately went down on me, licking up his cum
and keeping it in his mouth while he sucked my dick.  It was incredible and
I shot a huge load down his throat. He fell down on top of me and I held
him and kissed him and rubbed his back while he finished crying.  Holding
him was the most amazing feeling.  We were both covered in sweat and cum
but he felt so good in my arms.  It was like something inside us fit
together perfectly.  I wondered if he was feeling the same way.  I looked
up, and he was looking deep into my eyes.  He squeezed me and asked if he
could spend the night.  I told him that at this moment, there was nothing I
wanted more.  He looked relieved and broke into a huge smile.  Then he
buried his head in my shoulder and we held each other till we fell asleep.