Date: Sun, 1 Jan 2012 15:03:33 -0800
From: John Smith <obedientboy4sir@gmail.com>
Subject: Learning to Serve - Chapter Two

Disclaimer: All rights reserved.  No part of the story can be reproduced in
any form without the permission of the author.

Several Masters and Sirs on the web have asked for this story, so i thought
i'd post it here. Respectfully to the Masters involved, i have embellished
some. The names, dates, and places are changed to protect all involved.
This is loosely based on a true story. Your constructive feedback has been
great so far, more is very welcome at obedientboy4SIR@gmail.com. Please,
enjoy.


Chapter Two - a glorious first day as a boi

I glanced up and found Him snoozing. i crept slightly forward and rested my
head on His thigh. He moved His big hand to my head and held it there. He
applied a natural, heavy pressure and it told me to sit still. We dozed for
a few minutes in the afterglow.

After a while, He stood up and pushed me away. "Stand up, boi, and stretch
out" He commanded. i stood, reached above my head and stretched. After
sleeping in a kneeling position, it feels good on a boi's knees to
stretch. i suppose that's a feeling only a boi can really know. i was left
standing naked, collared, in my boots, eyes downward, in the center of the
room. He inspected my belongings. Nothing was mine any more, it was His.
He looked through my tee shirts, jocks, jeans, toiletries, and finally my
toys. It was a small collection of toys really: a small butt plug, a chrome
cockring, a leather cockring and a leather cockring/ball stretcher. He
liked that last one.

"Come here boi" he ordered. i stepped over to Him. He grabbed my nuts for
the first time. His hand was big and warm, His touch made me hard again
instantly. He focused on my balls, squeezing and shaking them. "i want
these accessible, boi" He explained as He manipulated them. He tugged them
low in their sack, twisted them, and squeezed them - all to my growing
discomfort. i groaned and grimaced and tried to not scream out.  His "stand
still, boi" command was accompanied by a light slap across my face and
stern look that said He meant business. He led me by my balls over to the
dresser in the far corner of the room. It was difficult to keep up with
Him, but He wasn't letting loose of my balls. He opened the top drawer and
it was full of interesting implements - dildoes, clamps, collars, cuffs,
everything. He looked around and pulled out a leather ball stretcher. He
yanked my balls low in their sack and snapped the device in place. My balls
were aching like crazy, he patted them gently. "See. I have your complete
attention now, don't I boi?" He asked.

Almost before i could answer with a "yes Master, thank you Master," He said
"good boi.  Get me a beer from the fridge and let's get this room cleaned
up."

i walked gingerly, learning to deal with the pain, over the little fridge
in the kitchenette and grabbed a cold Bud Light and opened it for Him. i
walked over the arm chair and handed it to Him. He grabbed my sore balls
and squeezed them, before saying "thank you, boi." He has a sneer that
makes my heart melt.

He then ordered me to refold my belongings and told me the dresser drawers
were His, my stuff could go on the floor of the closet on the far side. i
carefully put my stuff away, kneeling and bending over were an experience
in and of themselves.

He sipped His beer and had me open the doors to the room. It was a nice
sunny 85 degree day in the desert and the warm air felt great. It was a
little odd being exposed, but it was a leather Event and i assumed there
were other Masters and slave bois at the resort.

Once my clothes were put away, He motioned to His suitcase. i opened it and
put all His leathers away as instructed. Chaps, pants, shirts, vests - all
neatly hung in the closet.  Boots carefully lined up underneath them. No
detail went unmissed. As i was in the bathroom putting things in order, i
heard Master greeting someone. i was soon called out to the main room.

"Boi, get out here." i stopped what i was doing and made my way to
Him. "This is Master Blake, get Him a beer." The longer I wore the
stretcher, the easier I could move in it, I walk over to the fridge and got
the Master a beer. i carefully opened it and handed it to Master Blake, by
kneeling near him and offering it up while gazing down at his beautiful
boots. Master Blake accepted my offering, taking the beer from my hands.

"Good boi, you have here" He said to my Master in a hot Britsh accent. "May
I?" He asked, gesturing to me.

"Please, feel free" He said to Master Blake, "it'll be a first for him.".

"Up, boi, hands over your head." was Master's sharp instruction to me. i
stood and laced my hands over my head immediately. Master Blake proceeded
to inspect my entire body, while casually talking to my Master about the
agenda for the Event. From the top of my head to over my ears, nose and
inside of my mouth, He looked over every inch of me as if He was purchasing
a plow horse.

i was clearly uneasy. Where was this going? We had not discussed things
like this in the weeks prior to meeting, my heart was racing. They spoke to
one another, i was not involved in the conversation and was more like a
play toy for Master Blake's entertainment, than anything else. His hands
were rough, but warm, and they gently pinched and massaged my musculature
everywhere. He briskly pushed me in front of Him and reached around to
tweak my nips hard and squeeze my pecs. His bulging shorts pushed against
my bubble butt. i struggled to stand still and succeeded until the point
when He reached to my bound balls. i suddenly jerked to the right and
buckled slightly as He squeezed my trapped balls. Mid-sentence, my Master
flew out of His seat and slapped me across the face hard.

"i'm sorry, Blake, he's fresh and new and clearly needs more
discipline. Can you hold his fuckin' arms up there, please?" Master said to
Master Blake. "It's best to teach them quick when they fuck up, like this."

My knees started to shake, i knew i had screwed up. Panic swept through me
and i struggled as the tall, muscular Brit gripped me tight. "i'm sorry
Master, i'm sorry...  please Master, please..." i begged. i was terrified.

"Enough boi, take it like a good pig, and count 'em out for me" He
ordered. i tried to steady myself. Master Blake had laced His arms through
mine, effectively immobilizing me against His broad hairy chest. Whack!
Master slapped my balls hard, no holding back.  The pain was intense. i
screamed out "What do you say boi?" Master growled.

Master Blake spoke into my ear, with great advice, "Count, thank Your
Master, and ask Him kindly for the next, boi. Come on. Be quick on it." i
was shaking all over, His grip tightened. Sweat poured off my body.

"One Master, thank you Master, may i please have another Master, please
Master" the words came tumbling out of my mouth. My Master smiled, rubbed
my head and gave me a "good boi" before delivering another painful slap to
my balls. i struggled to breathe through it and squeaked out "Two Master,
thank you Master, may i please have another Master."

By the time Master got to nine, i was a blithering mess, struggling to stay
upright and crying out my thanks, nearly screaming for another. The tenth
slap was over and Master Blake still held tight. His bulge was huge against
my backside. Master reached down and held my tender balls gently in His
hand. "now, when Master Blake let's you go, boi, do your Master proud" he
said "we have a lot of work to do and it's only Wednesday, boi.  There will
be other Masters and other inspections, do you understand me?"

He let go and sat back down, not waiting for an answer. Master Blake
released me. i fell to my knees and apologized profusely to Master Blake
and then thanked Him for helping my Master make me a better, more obedient
boi. "That's a good lad," he said. "I'll have to introduce you both to my
lads. One is a model of good behavior, the other... well we're getting
there. They're out getting some shopping in now. Dinner tonight?" he asked
looking at my Master. It was as if the torture session was a commercial
break, now the show went on. i knelt there, trying to hold back tears as my
balls throbbed.

"Yes, we'd love to grab dinner with you Blake" my Master replied.

"Good, then. I'm in 107, stop by around 7:00 and we can head out down the
road then."  He shook my Master's hand, rubbed my head and left.

Master went into the bathroom, i waited patiently. i could hear Him peeing
a steady stream. Mid-way through He called me to the bathroom. "Thirsty,
boi?" i knelt on the cold tile floor and obediently opened my mouth. He
turned to me and said "just the head, boi."

i lightly clamped my lips around the Master cock helmet and was soon
rewarded with mouthful after mouthful of Master piss. i gulped fast, but
still felt some drip down my chest. He finished, lightly slapped my face a
few times and called me "a good piss pig."

He told me to finish putting things away, clean up the piss that dribbled
on my chest and then come join Him for a nap before dinner.

i quickly put the rest of the toiletries away, washed myself down with a
warm wash cloth.  No soap; soap is for Men, not slave bois. When i came
back into the main room, the doors were still open, but the sheer curtains
were drawn and billowing into the room.  Master was lying naked in the bed
with a sheet over His sculpted body. He smiled at me, casually lifted the
sheet up and welcomed me to the bed. i took off the boots and eagerly
climbed in. He pulled me tight to Him, spooning His big beefy cock to my
ass. He reached around me with His big arms and forcibly turned my head
around towards His, and then He kissed me hard, forcing His tongue in my
mouth and dominating it. My dick was rock hard again.

He pulled back, spooned tight again, reached down and grabbed my tender
balls. "Go to sleep, boi." i thought to myself, sleep??? i have Master's
semi-hard eight inch cock at my ass, my boi dick is rock hard and my
agonizing balls are in my Master's grip... how can i sleep? i laid there
awake for a few minutes and then finally dozed.

An hour or so later, i awoke to find myself on my stomach with my arms
above my head, held in place by my Master's strong left arm. His right hand
was rubbing my ass roughly.  i blinked awake and looked over at Master. He
had a beautiful smile on his face. "This is how I like to wake up, boi" He
said.

i felt Him reach over and grab something off the nightstand and then felt
cold lube on my ass. One finger, then two, explored my boi hole, before He
put His weight on my back and shoved His eight incher into my hole.

i grunted and started to scream. He pushed my face into the pillow to
muffle the sound.  He growled in my ear, "give me My hole, boi. Let me have
it. It's MINE, boi. I always take what's mine, whenever I want it."

i tried to relax and give it to Him, but He was relentless in His
push. Finally, He paused, i relaxed for a nano-second and He drove it all
the way home. It took my breath away.  There was no adjustment time, no
easing it in... this boi went from sound asleep to full- on ass pounding in
under 60 seconds.

At first i struggled, flailing my arms and legs all over the place; but a
good slap to the back of my head and a harsh threat ("don't make me beat
those balls again, boi") brought me to a place where i calmed myself down
and endured the pain. He reached under me and pulled my dick and stretched
balls out from under me. i started to tremble again.  Focus, be calm, ride
it out.

 i was basically forced into a spread eagle position on my stomach. His big
strong guns holding my arms wide apart, and His muscular legs kicking mine
in opposite directions.  Clearly, Master is in 100-percent, complete
control of His slave's body when He's fucking.  Through the relentless
jack-rabbiting of my ass, through the numbing pain, came my stilted words
of praise "thank... you... Master... thank... you... for...
fucking...Your... boi's... hole... Master..."

At some point He lifted His sweaty body off of mine and what i can only
imagine was a push-up like stance; He began long-dicking my hole. All the
way out, all the way in - one hard thrust. The pain had dissipated and the
pleasure had taken over. My prostate was in over drive. i was a delirious
boi. "oh God... thank you... Master... thank you Master...  thank you
Master..."

He reached under me and pulled my dick and balls backward again. Now, with
every stroke in, His massive Master balls banged into my trapped, tender
boi balls. i screamed with every thrust, and involuntarily squeezed my ass
tight around His fat cock. It was a struggle to stay spread eagle, but i
knew better than to move. Still, my whole body shook with excitement or
fear or both.

Eventually, He resumed pounding and ultimately growled in my ear "take my
fucking load, pig, fuckin' take it. That hole is Mine now, pig. Mine." He
shot a good healthy load in my ass, and slowed His pace. He collapsed on
top of me for a minute, then rolled over, extracting His monster cock from
what was now "His" abused hole. "clean it up, boi" he ordered as he pushed
my head down to His crotch.

His cock was sheathed in a Magnum condom. When did He slip that on? i
remembered that He promised me, that He would be safe with me. i smiled and
looked up at Him, He smiled back.

"Hands behind your back for clean up duty, boi." He rubbed my head, lifted
it and guided it over His slowly deflating cock. i sucked off the condom
and its rich contents, greedily swallowing the load it held. Pushing the
condom to the side of my mouth, i licked His glorious cock and balls
sparkling clean.

As soon as i was done, He stood up and said, "let's get dressed for dinner,
boi." He ordered up what clothing He wanted for himself and for me. i spit
the empty condom in a tissue and scurried to fix the bed and layout the
clothes, while He brushed His perfect white teeth and washed His handsome
face. He chose a pair of leather pants, a military shirt, a classic English
bulldog harness, and big black boots for Himself. i was told to try on an
old pair of His leather pants (they fit like a glove), a tight black tee
shirt, and an interesting looking "Y" harness. The chain collar and lock
was to be displayed outside the tee shirt always. If some asked, i was to
point to my Master for an answer.

Master came out of the bathroom, put on a simple black jockstrap and helped
me into the Y harness. Two sturdy leather straps went over the shoulders
and then came together in the front at my chest. One strap went down from
there into a chrome cockring. It continued from the cockring back up the
crack of my ass to hook into the two straps coming over my shoulders. He
released my balls from the leather restraint and then forced them and my
boi dick through the cockring. Sounds simple, but i was more than half hard
and jamming my tender balls and cock through the ring took more than a
couple of tries. Master wound up grabbing a couple of ice cubes from the
freezer to cool me down and wilt my boi dick. Ice on hot, sore balls is a
pain this boi had never experienced, but it worked. Master knew what He was
doing. Once my junk was through the ring, there was no backing out of
it. He adjusted the front strap so that my dick and balls were lifted high
for "good access."

He then pushed me down on all fours on the bed, grabbed my small butt plug
and using what lube remained from His fucking of me, shoved it home. The
strap through my ass crack locked the plug in place. All the leather straps
were tightened up and it made for a slightly uncomfortable, tight
fit. "It'll stretch some boi, get used to it" he said with a gentle slap on
the face. The snug leather pants over top of that, bulged obscenely. Anyone
could clearly see where my dick and both balls were. i have to say, my ass
looked great in them too.

Master stood behind me and pulled His boi close to Him. He checked to make
sure He could easily access my balls by casually reaching down and patting
them. The leather pants did little to protect them, He patted them firmly
and tweaked my nips hard. "Looks hot, boi. You're ready to go." He said.

The last order of business was putting on Master's boots. He was extremely
picky about how this is done and it became a worshipping event over the
next four days. Kneeling before Him, the left boot was unlaced and held at
my chest. His socked foot was inserted into the boot. i pulled on the
tongue of the boot, then the back, then the tongue, then the back. All the
while He drove the boot into my chest. Once on, He lowered His foot. i
looked down to see my Master's boot print in the red flesh of my chest. He
smiled. i then laced up the boots carefully and tied them tight. Repeated
on the right foot.

Once our boots were on properly, He inspected my look again, pushing on the
plug in my ass and gently patting my balls a little more. "I could do this
all night" He threatened. He stood in front of me and held my face in His
hands. He kissed me hard, forcing His tongue all over the mouth that was
now "His." i melted.

He pulled back and looked down at me. "Boi, simple rules for dinner and all
meals, really. I will order everything for you. You will eat and drink
everything I feel like giving you, gratefully. Mind your manners, boi. You
may speak only when asked direct questions, unless I give you permission
otherwise. Is that clear, boi? I will not hesitate to punish you any where,
any time. CLEAR?" He barked.

i answered with a quick "yes Master, thank you Master." i was rewarded with
a good head rub and sniff of His ripe armpit as He pulled me tight to
Him. "This is going to be a good, but hard, weekend, boi. I hope you're
ready."

A shiver of excitement ran down my spine. As we left the room, i was
responsible for the details. Which lights should be left on, which turned
off. Always restock a fresh supply of Magnums and lube on the
nightstand. Clothes picked up, bed made, rugs straightened, everything
neatly put away. Room key and ID in my pocket, nothing else on me; no cash,
no credit cards, no smart phone. As we left the room, Master said "grab
your tee shirt, boi, you'll need it for the restaurant, but otherwise no
shirts. I like those pecs and nips displayed."

Master led the way to Room 107, He knocked on the door at what i imagined
was exactly 7:00 PM. A beautiful, short, slender boi opened the door and
welcomed Master. he was stark naked, except for a high leather collar. Like
Master Blake, he spoke with a charming British accent. Master Blake was
dressed and seated and another slender boi was nearly dressed. "Welcome,
welcome. Richard (my Master's name), this little sprite is Simon" he said
pointing to the naked boi. "And this is Jared, my alpha lad" He said as He
motioned to the other half-dressed boi.

Both lads simultaneously responded with a chorus of "hello Master Richard,
pleased to meet you."

Master answered with "It's my pleasure bois. This is my boi, john. He's
very new to this, but a quick study. He'll have lots of questions and I
hope you'll all help Me make him a good boi." As He said it, He pulled my
head to His chest and rubbed my head.

"Boi?" He asked looking at me.

"Pleased to meet all of you," i answered, intentionally keeping my words to
a minimum.

Master Blake ordered His bois (He called them lads) to finish getting
dressed, clean up the room and meet us at the gate. "Five minutes!" He
barked in a loud voice that startled me. We started to leave the room and
they were literally running to meet Master Blake's demands.

My Master chuckled and said "look at that boi, nice efficient model. Stay
here and watch, but stay out the way. You can speak freely to them, it's
OK." And with that, He left me there. Once the door closed, the lads got
chatty.

"So, this is all new to you, then?" every phrase out of their mouths ended
sounding like a question. i love accents and thought they were super
hot. It took me a second to respond.

"Yes, it's all new and really exciting. You're both incredibly hot." i just
blurted it out.

They laughed and said "Indeed, so are you mate."

Simon put on a full body harness (including a cockring that held up a nice
meaty boi dick), tight jeans, and a leather vest. Jared snapped his fingers
and pointed to a place in front of him. Simon knelt before him and Jared
undid Simon's high collar. A chain collar, sort of like mine, was
underneath it. "i'm the alpha-lad here" Jared explained.

"The high collar is only worn in the resort or at a bar when Master wants a
display" added Simon. i must've had a puzzled look on my face. They ran
around the room and in under five minutes it looked like the maid had just
left. i was amazed. They worked in perfect harmony.

"How long have you both been serving Master Blake?" i asked as we made our
way to the gate.

Jared laughed, "just two years, but He's a good Master, strong on
discipline." They both nodded to one another and smiled. We hurried and met
our Masters at the gate.

Dinner was my first time in public in leather, collared with a Master. i
was a little anxious and my nervousness showed. Our Masters rode in the
front seat, i was centered between the lads in the back seat. Sitting was
difficult at first with harness on tight. The plug felt like it was
stretching my hole wide and the cockring was strangling my dick and balls.

The Masters chatted casually about the different bars in town and plans for
the night.  Simon had his hands all over my crotch. Stroking and rubbing my
dick to full mast. Jared just smiled and patted my leg. Occassionally,
Simon reached up and tweaked my left nip.  The plug in my ass got more
comfortable and it really amplified the whole experience. i was sure that
the precum would soon seep through the leather, but realized that it
couldn't.

The restaurant was a short drive away and the big rainbow flag out front
was comforting.  Once out of the car, Master ordered me to put my tee shirt
on. Simon whimpered a little.  "Someone's taken a shine to your boi" Master
Blake chided my Master.

Master reached over and lifted Simon's head with His hand under His
chin. "If you're a very good boi, you might get more than a feel, Simon" He
said to him. My boi dick stirred. The cool night air felt good.

Dinner itself was really uneventful. We were given permission to speak
freely and while our Masters spoke mostly to one another, i really had a
chance to get to know the lads.  Our Masters ordered margaritas, we were
served one beer each. Empty plates were brought for us and our Masters
scraped food from their plates onto ours. The lads ate sparingly. i was so
excited that a little food was all i could eat. Master asked if i was full
more than once. i reassured Him that i was and thanked Him for His concern.

After dinner we went to check out a bar called First Base. It was a pretty
regular gay bar, porn playing on the monitors. My shirt was order off as we
got out of the car, as were Simon's vest and Jared's shirt. Master gave me
a twenty and had me get Him a vodka and tonic, and ordered me to get myself
"one beer in a brown bottle."

The bartender smiled at me when i walked up, He was smoking hot like most
gay bar bartenders - ripped six pack, pecs for days, tight bulging
jeans. The fact that my dick and balls were practically on display for Him,
made me feel like a piece of meat. "What'll it be, boi?" He asked, brazenly
reaching across the bar and tweaking my right nipple. He flashed a
confident, cocky grin. My boi dick throbbed and i stammered out, "a vodka
tonic and a bottle of Bud Light, please, Sir." He winked and said, "coming
right up, boi."

Simon was next me and he pointed out the obvious "that Man is really taking
a fancy to you, you lucky devil." i was flattered and laughed. The drinks
we're brought back quickly, i handed the bartender the twenty and He made
change. i went to leave a tip and He pushed it back. "Tell your Master I'd
prefer to take my tip in trade, boi, if that's cool with Him." i nodded and
said "yes Sir, thank you Sir." Simon giggled.

i went back to the table and presented my Master His drink, then found my
way to my station at His right side, a step behind Him. i tried to explain
that the bartender wanted a tip "in trade, if it was cool with Him." i was
clearly unsure of what it meant.

My Master chuckled. "He wants more than a tweak of your nipple, boi,"
Master explained as He sipped His drink "and damn, by the amount of vodka
in this, He's gonna get it." He clinked glasses with Master Blake and
Master Blake made a toast "It's good to have hot ones!" Clearly Simon got
the same treatment as i did, but considering he was at least 15 years
younger than me, i felt very proud of myself. i was beaming.

We stood around and chatted and the bar filled up. Lots of locals, but lots
of leathermen coming into town too. My Master is from a nearby city and he
knew a few people. He always introduced Master Blake, but seldom introduced
me or the lads unless His friend asked. And then, i was introduced as His
boi, john.

Occasionally, Master would pull me in front of him and casually tap on my
balls to the beat of the music playing. It wasn't a slap, really more of
tapping, but it clearly had my attention and it added well to the overall
ache in my balls. Other times he would stand with His hand on my ass,
pushing and tugging on the strap down my back Each tug would jolt the plug
in my ass a little. i was essentially kept in a state of complete arousal
all night long.

With Master's permission, i danced with Simon and Jared. True to Master's
word, the harness stretched and gave a little, movement was still odd, but
doable. Dancing really tested it. We attracted a lot of attention. Our
Masters were proud of us and always rewarded us with strong kisses and head
rubs when we returned from the dance floor.  After getting the third vodka
tonic for my Master, the bartender said "tell your Master, my break is in
ten minutes, boi. I'll be out back having a smoke."

i reported back to my Master and He leaned over and spoke with Master
Blake. They laughed and agreed on something. Master pulled me to Him and
said "Are you going to be my good boi?"

i answered quickly, "yes Master, of course Master."

He smiled, "You and Simon are going to help the bartender out back
there. Suck His dick, make Him real happy. Jared will watch and make sure
it's OK, got it boi?" My Master was whoring me out to a hot bartender for
stiff drinks, my boi dick throbbed. i looked over at Simon and he was
grinning ear-to-ear.

We made our way to the back of the bar, getting one or more nipples tweaked
by random Men on the way. So much so, that at one point, Simon squealed a
little. i turned to see Jared pushing Him after me, a stern scowl on his
face.

The night air was a little chilly, it was Fall in the desert. Jared did all
the talking for us.  "Hello Sir, the Masters are grateful for your service"
he said to the bartender. He already had His jeans pulled down some and was
stroking a nice fat cock while He smoked a cigarette. Fuck, He was
hot. "These two mouths are at Your service, Sir, i'm here to make sure
You're happy and we're all safe" Jared explained.

"Nice" was all that the bartender said. He looked down at His cock and
Simon and i raced to it. i love sucking dick with another pig bottom. Simon
and i slobbered all over that fatty. At times, i had a mouth full of balls,
while Simon had a throat full of cock. i remember looking over and seeing
Simon's throat bulge obscenely. We switched places, i did my best not to
gag, but i wasn't half the cocksucker Simon was. In about ten minutes, the
bartender was moaning and shooting a big load over our faces. It was
fucking hot.  The stuff porn is made of. i couldn't believe myself.

The bartender zipped up and said, "thanks bois, nothing beats good stiff
service." He patted our heads and nodded to Jared and went inside.

Simon had the majority of the load on his face, i had some in my scruffy
beard. "Clean each other up, lads. Be quick about it" Jared snapped. We
lapped the now cold cum off one another's face. i saved some in my mouth
and kissed Jared hard as we got up to leave, sharing the hot load with our
guardian. He smiled and patted my ass. "damn, you are a good boi, aren't
you?" he said. i smiled and thanked him.

Back inside the warm air felt great, but the cold air made our nipples even
harder and more tempting to the crowd. i was tweaked raw by the time i made
it to Master's side.  When we got back to the table, Master rubbed my head
and gave me a "good boi" for doing His bidding. Jared gave Him a thumbs
up. Master ordered another drink and asked me for my beer bottle. When i
got back with His stiff vodka tonic, He handed me a warm bottle of Master
piss. My throat was raw from the cocksucking and it tasted like pure Man. i
was a happy boi.

We stayed at the bar until midnight and then Jared drove us home. i noticed
that Jared had only one beer all night, Master Blake must use him as the
designated driver. Master Blake is a smart Man. Simon was ordered to the
front seat and i was set between both Masters for the ride to the
resort. Each worked a nip like it was their own personal play toy, which,
of course, they were. i had a hard time not moaning and squealing, but
Master kept that in check by unzipping my leather pants and squeezing my
balls with His gloved hand whenever i got too rambunctious. It was a rough
ride back. Every time i looked up front, i saw Simon and Jared smiling at
my predicament. Both Masters were hard on me and i was sure my nips were
close to bleeding.

When the car stopped, Master Blake told my Master "what a delightful ride
home." They hugged and we all parted ways once inside the gate. At our
door, i opened it for Master and obediently followed Him inside. According
to His rules, i stripped naked as soon as we entered.

"Everything off boi, except the harness, go use the bathroom, the night's
still young" Master said. i hurried to the bathroom. My boi dick hard as a
rock.

When i was finished, Master pointed to a spot on the floor at the foot of
the bed. He placed a leather blind fold over my eyes, effectively blacking
out my vision. "This is about trust, boi. We'll start slow and work our way
up, got it?" He asked. i replied affirmatively and gratefully.

He placed something leather beneath my nose, "smell it boi, this is My
slave training collar, boi." It smelled like leather and sweat, i started
to get excited. He placed the high collar around my neck, "it's about an
inch bigger than Master Blake's collar that you saw on His lad when we got
there tonight," He explained, "i like my boi's head held high and tight."
He chuckled to himself as He strapped the thing on me.

My neck was completely encased from my collar bone to my lower jaw was
effectively immobilized. There would be no looking down in it. "right hand,
boi" He ordered and i offered my right hand. He buckled a leather cuff snug
around my right wrist.

"Good boi, left hand" he said, obediently i offered my left hand and my
left wrist was tightly cuffed. i was ordered to stand, my boots were placed
on my feet and a leash was attached to the high collar. He adjusted the
harness to another level of tightness, shoving the plug in hard and forcing
my boi dick and balls outward. "Again, this is about trust, boi, got it?"
Master asked while gripping my boi balls in His strong hand..

"Master, yes, Master. i trust you completely Master" was my reply.

Master led me to the door and out into the courtyard of the resort. Walking
blind was a whole new experience, Master guided me with His calm,
reassuring voice. The tightness of the harness alone, made each step more
difficult, the plug was annoying at this point.  My boi dick and balls were
aching for release. The small porch of our room had a big wooden portico, i
hadn't noticed it that day really, but as Master secured me to it, upright
and spread eagle, i learned it was there. Master strung me up.

i felt His warm breath in my ear, "boi, don't make me get the ball
gag. Some guests are sleeping, some other bois are being used even harder
than you'll be, but everyone is respectful of the time of night. Is that
clear, boi?"

i was shaking from the anticipation ad excitement, but answered "Master,
yes, Master." i was rewarded with a deep, dominating tongue kiss and a head
rub.

Next Master was busy at my balls. At first he pulled and stretched them,
squeezing and rubbing, generally tormenting them. "who's balls are these,
boi?" he asked.

 "Yours Master" i replied.

"What should I do with My balls, boi?" he asked.

"Anything you desire, Master" was my obedient reply. Master was happy with
that response, i was rewarded with another deep kiss, a head rub and
continued ball massaging. He stepped away for a minute and i thought He was
attaching the ball stretcher, but soon realized it was a parachute. He
pulled hard on my balls, forcing them low into the sac. My balls, like my
boi dick, are pretty average; about half the size of Master's beautiful
balls. i inhaled sharply and tried to breath through the pain. It took some
effort, but in a couple of minutes my balls were secured.

Master was back at my ear again "remember I told you that you would learn
everything about your Master's boots this weekend, boi?" He asked. i
replied that i remembered that conversation. We'd spent one night chatting
endlessly about boots.

"Good boi, tonight you'll learn how much they weigh" he snickered. A minute
later, He'd tied at least one of His boots to the parachute. Damn, it was
heavy. A minute later the weight doubled, both boots were definitely tied
on now. i was breathing hard, desperate to scream or at least moan, but i
knew better.

Master was back at my ear again, "awwww... is that too heavy, boi?" He
mocked.

Unsure how to reply as the word "no" was removed from my vocabulary with
Master a long time ago. "it is heavy, Master" was my reply between breaths.

"Mens boots are heavy, boi. I like them hanging from My boi balls" He
whispered in my ear.

"Yes Master, thank you for hanging Your boots from Your boi balls, Master"
slipped naturally from my lips, in between sharp breaths. About this time,
the plug in my ass was driving me crazy, my boi dick was rock hard. i'm not
sure i'd ever been as horny as I was at that moment.

"Good boi, how about a little boot swinging?" He asked as He pushed the
boots and made them swing between my outstretched legs. i almost screamed
out, but Master wisely put His hand quickly over my mouth.

"No screaming boi, mind your manners now" He admonished, slapping my face a
couple of times to reinforce the message. The pulling was exceptionally
painful. "you're halfway there boi," Master whispered "keep breathing."

My head was spinning, what else could match this? i was in agony. i just
kept breathing hard. Master stepped away. Even in the cool desert night, my
body was sweating. When He pulled away i was instantly chilled and
lonely. i craved my Master's return and almost whimpered.

It seemed like forever before He came back. As the boots stopped swaying,
the pain eased slightly. i could hear muffled moaning and whimpering across
the courtyard. For a brief minute, i thought about the lads and how their
evening might be going. Jared did not look pleased with Simon and i noticed
Master Blake slap Simon's ass more than once in the night.

Suddenly Master was back, "round two, boi" He announced. "i see the cold
air has helped get these ready, boi" he tweaked my nips. They were raw from
the bar and the car ride home, but they are wired directly to my boi
dick. It immediately rose to full mast.

"Very nice, boi" Master said as He stroked my stiffening cock. "Now listen
carefully, boi. I'm going to clamp your nipples and it's going to hurt like
hell. Do you want to be gagged, boi?" My mind was racing.

"I'll try to be a good boi, Master" was my reply.

"Good boi." He said, kissing me deeply and swinging the boots at the same
time. My balls were the center of my universe at that point. I wanted to
grit my teeth, but Master's tongue was solidly parked in His boi's mouth. I
went back to breathing hard again.

But, a second later my left nipple was on fire and it took center
stage. The kiss never broke. Master was very adept at this. i moaned into
His mouth as He placed the second clip on my other nip. i'd never had
clamps on my nips before, it was excruciating to say the least. i thought
the car ride was intense, this was crazy. The clamps must've been attached
with a metal chain, it felt icy on my sweaty skin. i whimpered out loud and
got a very hard face slap.

"Quiet down, boi. This is it for tonight. Just take it like a good boi,
while i enjoy my cigar." He pulled a deck chair up and i heard the lighter
go off. The smell of cigar smoke was incredible. My boi dick leaked like a
faucet. Where ever He'd put His chair, He could easily reach over and
stroke my cock. It felt like i was kept in pain and on edge for a good half
hour or more.

At one point, Jared was there. i recognized his voice. Master Blake had
sent him to check on us, should Master need anything. Master seemed a bit
annoyed, but ordered him to get Him a beer. i heard the beer can open and
Master thank him. "How about working on this?" Master said.

i could hear slurping noises and i whimpered slightly. Jared was sucking my
Master's big cock. i was so envious, even through the pain my boi dick was
rigid. Master pushed the boots and tugged on the chain connecting the
clamps. The fire in my nips and the sway on my balls brought me back to
attention quickly. He continued to occasionally stroke my cock. It dripped
continuously. Suddenly, i felt Jared's mouth on my cock. It was heaven. i
knew it was Jared's mouth because there was a clean shaven face around it.
Master stood up, leaned into me and whispered in my ear "do NOT cum, boi,
that's an order."

Jared edged me more and more, closer and closer to the line. His tongue was
everywhere on my dick, licking, sucking, fucking the piss slit with his
tongue, over and over again. i was squirming like crazy, whimpering more
than i should have.

Suddenly, Master stopped him. "Thank you lad, best head back to your Master
now" he dismissed Jared with a couple hard cracks to his ass. i was so
close to cumming. My body was shaking like a leaf.

"Let's get inside, boi. I want My boi hole" Master said. He kissed me
deeply again, His thick tongue dominating every corner of my mouth. At the
same time, He removed the clamps. i thought they were painful going on,
apparently, i had no idea what pain was.  When they came off i went a
little crazy, my entire body was on fire. Master massaged them and it was
agony. Tears streamed down my face and I shook all over. If Master's mouth
wasn't covering mine, His amazing tongue not down my throat; i would have
woken the entire resort up with my screams.

Master held me close and rubbed my pecs. The pain eventually subsided. i
was rewarded with a head rub and a "good boi." Master removed His boots and
parachute, but not before playfully tugging on them. "Not so bad on the
balls now, boi, eh?" He asked.

"Yes, Master, thank you Master" i grimaced through it with gritted
teeth. With my balls it was an ache, with my nips it was a searing pain. i
was learning.

Master released me from being strung up. i collapsed into Him, my arms were
useless and almost numb. My legs were weak. He lifted me up like a rag doll
and threw me over His big broad shoulder. He carried me into the room, laid
me on the bed and took the harness off and removed the plug. After wearing
the plug for a good six hours or more, i was empty without it. Not for
long, He lubed my ass up.

With little ceremony or pretense, He shoved His big cock up my
ass. Master's cock slid in easily. "That's how I like my boi hole, pig;
nice and ready. I might keep that plug in there 24/7" He laughed to
Himself. i was exhausted and just moaned out a "yes Master, thank you
Master" response.

Try as i might to have any control of my ass, I had none. Like a good boi,
i just laid there and took the onslaught of The Man. He stood at the end of
the bed, pulled my feet up to His massive chest, and reached down to tweak
my raw nips. I was a babbling idiot, the room was filled with deep grunts
and groans along with a continuous chorus of praise for Master. "Thank
you... for fucking...Your boi hole... Master. Thank You Master...  Thank
You Master..."

He was in the zone, jack rabbiting, long dicking, jack rabbiting. And then
He growled and shot His load, thrusting into my abused hole a good eight
times. He finally lifted Himself up and scooped up my trembling
body. Without pulling His fat cock out of my ass, He scooted us up on the
bed. Suddenly there was a blanket over us and i fell asleep with Him buried
deep inside me, His arms around me and His boi balls held firmly in His
grip. It was a glorious first day as a boi.