Date: Sat, 16 Jul 2016 10:20:31 -0400
From: Vince Smith <nifty.author1@gmail.com>
Subject: Mike's Embarrassing Physical - Chapter 3

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Get naked, find a comfortable spot, and read on.

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Mike: age 23: I'm the narrator, gay and out. I'm an accountant living in a
city with no family anywhere near me. I'm relatively short for my age. My
dick is short as well (1 ½ inches soft, 4 inches hard).

Doctor Ken Shikima: age 35: Dr. Ken is a friend and my doctor. He's a
family practice physician working in a single doctor practice. He is
Japanese.

Orochi Shikima: age 12. Orochi is the son of Dr. Ken and his wife. Orochi
means big snake in Japanese.

Mark Johnson: age 13. Mark is my next door neighbor.

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I walked to the front door as quickly as I could, but without running
(Orochi made it clear that he wanted me to walk and not run) and then rang
the doorbell as instructed. As I stood there waiting, a light came on at
the next door neighbor's front porch that lit me up pretty good. I felt
very exposed. (My feeling of being "exposed" is something that is becoming
chronic.) Then the neighbor's front door opened and Mark walked out. At
this exact moment Orochi turned my front porch light on. Now I knew that I
was in the light of the two porch lights. The light seemed to shine the
brightest on my groin and if Mark wanted to look he would have no problems
seeing me naked, and sexually excited.

Mark did look. He unconsciously reached his hand into his pocket to massage
his own groin. He played with himself for a minute and when he removed his
hand I saw his very defined, erect penis protruding from his body. His
basketball shorts hiding nothing. Mark's shorts were not at all tight
fitting, therefore I assumed that there was as much erect shaft hidden
inside his shorts as there was erect shaft shoving out his shorts. If I
wore only tight form fitting Speedo's (what other kind are there?) and had
the hardest erection I have ever had, I still wouldn't be able to make a
visible penis line as large and defined as Mark did in the shorts he
wore. As Mark played with himself he also started walking, not quit
running, toward me. He said to me, using more volume than I was comfortable
with, "Hey Mike. You're looking good, dude. What are you up to?"

I didn't have an opportunity to answer Mark before Orochi opened the front
door. I decided to take the opportunity to escape my embarrassment by
turning around to quickly get into the house. It seemed to me to be the
thing to do. My neighbors had never seen me naked before as far as I knew,
including Mark, and I had never intended to be exposed to them. I was aware
that besides being humiliated, it was also very erotically stimulating to
me.

I had always been a very private person, both as a boy growing up, and as
an adult. Until a few hours ago, very few people had ever seen me nude.

An exception to my "very private person" status are my parents and
siblings. They have seen me nude, even with an erection, just about daily
up to and including the day I moved away to college. I had never developed
a shyness about being nude around them. Possibly this is because puberty
started for me when I was in my late 20's, about 2 years after I left home
for college. I was just always very open, and comfortable with my family. I
didn't care if they saw me naked, and they didn't seem to care. It wasn't
so much a decision I had made to allow them to see me nude, as it was just
inertia. I was just always comfortable being exposed to them. My body has
changed little from when I was 10 or 11 years old, even while my friends,
and most embarrassing, my younger siblings, all started puberty during
their younger teen years, like most boys. My voice had changed, but only a
very little bit. Compared to all my friends and siblings, my voice sounded
very much like a child's.

When I was swimming with friends and it was time to change clothes
together, I tried my best to keep myself hidden from their view, even while
trying to catch glimpses of their boy bits. I really wanted to see them
naked, but I didn't want them to see me. It was easier for me to turn my
back to prevent them from being able to see my naked hairless little boy
penis and tight balls, and not even try to look at their naked adult like
cock and low hanging balls.

One on one, during sleepovers and in the dark was different. My friends
were always curious about my lack of development, and I was always VERY
curious about what I considered their extensive development. Something
about the dark allowed us to "hide" our normal reservations about showing
our curiosity about what the other boy looked like, even while we
masturbated each other with our hands, or serviced him orally. But this
only happened when I was with only one friend at a time.

Orochi ordered me to turn back around and face my neighbor, telling me it
would be very rude to just walk away from my neighbor and not finish the
conversation. The tone he used told me he was not angry, but he did expect
me to comply just because he told me to do this. The only other people who
used that tone with me successfully were my parents.

With no other viable options left that I could think of, I turned back
around to face Mark. I could have defied Orochi, but that would have ended
up being a very painful experience to my exposed ass.



"Wow" was all Mark said. He was thinking, but didn't say, that he didn't
know an adult could have a penis as small as mine. The fact I had no hair
anywhere did not even register with him yet. He was giving my naked body a
once over that ended with his eyes staring at my dripping erect stalk.

Then he looked up to my blushing face. His face was red as well. I think he
was embarrassed to have so blatantly ogled my nakedness. To ease his
concern, I really wanted to tell him that I admired the length of his
erection, although I knew that would not have had the desired effect. It
would also have kept the attention of both of us on each other's erections
Even though he had what appeared to be a really nice, large erection that I
definitely wanted to see in the flesh, I did not want to prolong his
inspection of my own small erection in the house spotlights.

Mark went on to say "You're really embarrassed to be seen like this, aren't
you? You're blushing. I don't think I have ever seen a man blush as bad as
you are now. Why are you out here naked, and hard anyway? I've never seen a
naked man before, let alone hard. I thought all adults had hair around
their dick. Why don't you have any hair?" Mark just seemed to be so excited
about seeing me like this he just couldn't stop chattering.

That is when Orochi stepped out onto the front porch. Mark and Orochi had
never before met. Mark asked him who he was. Orochi directed his answer at
me.

He said: "boy, you should have already introduced us properly. I shouldn't
have had to remind you to introduce us. You had better start to get your
act together, boy."

I said "Sir, I'm sorry. Sir, this is Mark, my neighbor. Mark, this is my
friend, Orochi."

I knew that Orochi didn't like my answer. His displeasure was evident on
his face. He told me to turn to face him. He then took his index finger and
traced it around the outside of my lips. Then he dragged his finger to
between my lips and exerted just a little bit of pressure. Even though it
was intensely embarrassing, I allowed his finger into my mouth. His finger
went all the way in to the point I almost gaged, then almost all the way
out, fucking my oral cavity. I also started to suck on his finger. He soon
added his middle finger. I was being face fucked with his two fingers. I
ran my tongue all over his fingers, my mouth and tongue seemed to want to
treat his fingers as a cock, so they got the same treatment any cock would
that found itself inside my mouth. He fucked my mouth for about 30 seconds
before he said anything else.

With his fingers still fucking my mouth, he said angrily, "boy, I'm much
more to you than just `your friend'! You should know better than to use my
name, or any of your superior's names, including Mark's, in such a familiar
and casual way! We are not YOUR equals. We both are your superiors. To help
you learn your place, as soon as I remove my finger from your cock sucking
mouth I want you to turn and face Mark, kneel in the gravel with your knees
as far apart as you can get them, then put your hands behind your head, and
keep your back as straight as you can get it. I want you displayed as much
as you can possibly display yourself. Do you understand these
instructions?"

With his finger still fucking my mouth, I nodded yes. I soon found myself
in the dictated position and in the spotlight from the light from both
porches. I hoped I was sufficiently displayed and exposed for Orochi's
liking.

"You will introduce us to each other properly, boy, and do it quick." I
will be adding more discipline to you for your earlier lapse of
judgement. I will add more to that if you earn it."

None of the "Sir's", my allowing Orochi to finger fuck my mouth, or
Orochi's obvious dominance over me, were overlooked by Mark. Most obvious
to anyone watching was my utter humiliation, as well as my sexual
excitement to Orochi's domination. It is hard to prevent a naked boy's
sexual excitement from being obvious. I was just hard a few seconds
ago. After I was on my knees in the gravel you could look at me and tell
what my heart rate was. My short little dick was bouncing with each beat of
my heart. Without a watch I estimated my heart rate to be about 120 beats
per minute, just from watching my dick. That's two cock bounces per
second. I was just like a little drummer boy playing my invisible
drum. Mark looked down at me, from his superior position. All he could say
as he looked down at me was "Wow".

"Sir, this is Mr. Mark Johnson. He lives next door to me with his parents
and younger brother. I know them well. Mr. Johnson, this is my Master,
Orochi, whom I must address as `Sir'. Orochi is the son of a doctor who is
a good friend of mine." I noticed that as I made these introductions that
Mark's erection returned. Big time. I enjoyed watching little Mark
grow. Mark appeared to like being called "Mr. Johnson" and being in a
superior position to me.

Orochi said to me, "boy, that was much better. You will learn to be polite,
and not just when someone is watching. Why don't you invite Mark in to help
with your discipline? After all, he was intimately involved in the
conversation when you so flippantly used our first names. He should be here
when you are disciplined for that discretion. After that, I can fill him in
on changes in your life. Do you think he would be interested in your
story?" I nodded my head.

I, with much embarrassment, turned to Mark and invited him into the house
with us and asked for his help with my discipline.



"I think you will enjoy this. When we are done disciplining Mike I will
ensure he makes up to you for your time wasted with his discipline. (What
the fuck? It sounded like Orochi just offered my services to Mark?) Also,
it is obvious he really enjoys having you here now." As Orochi said that he
glanced down to my boy dick. As you could guess, it was pointed as far
North as little Mike could get. I was indeed enjoying having Mark here now
witnessing my embarrassment and humiliation.

Mark said he could not come in now, but would be over tomorrow, if that was
OK. Orochi told him tomorrow would be more than fine. The two of them
exchanged cell phone numbers. Then Mark said goodbye to Orochi, and then
said to me, "I'll see you tomorrow, boy". As he said that he rubbed my
shaved head, like he was trying to ruffle the hair that was not there. He
then walked back towards his house. He was learning the domination thing
fast.

As Mark walked away, I followed my young Master into the house. As soon as
I was inside, he turned around and told me that now was punishment time for
those I had just earned. As I was paying for those he would explain about
some new rules he was establishing, and that I was going to live by for the
rest of this weekend.

He told me to stand where I was and not move, and to close my eyes. He went
to the kitchen. After about 5 minutes and several cupboard doors being
opened and closed, he came back. I heard him dump something onto the floor
between us. I couldn't tell what he had spilled. He then told me that as
soon as he signaled, I was to kneel down with my full weight on my
knees. Once my knees touched the floor I was NOT to lift them up or try to
reposition them. He asked if I understood. I nodded. He then told me to
kneel.

As I knelt down I began to realize what a wonderfully painful punishment
this was going to be for Orochi to watch, and what a terribly painful
punishment this was going to be for me to endure. With my eyes closed I had
no way to try to find spots on the floor where my knees could rest without
what felt like rice under them. With discomfort written all over my face,
Orochi started to explain some of the rules to me.



The first rule is Orochi will dictate what I am to wear, or even if I'm
allowed to wear anything at all.

A second rule was that whenever Orochi was here, Orochi would always enter
the house first.

Then he asked how often I shaved my face, my head, my balls, my pubes,
around my ass hole. He knew I grew almost no hair, but he also knew I
shaved off what little I did grow. The answer was that I shaved every 4
days, usually. Most boys my age, 23, would shave their face daily. Today
was a no shave day. He told me I was not going to shave until I had his
permission. He wanted to see my hair. He asked me to explain where some of
it grew as he ran his fingers over the areas that I identified. I must have
done a very good job shaving because he spent a lot of time trying in vain
to find my hair. He touched me anywhere he wanted, just like he owned my
body. He told me that there would be a daily hair inspection, possibly
twice a day.

I was then told to stay where I was. I wanted to get my naked knees off of
the fucking rice on the floor, but knew better than to move a muscle
without his direction. I never before realized how much it would hurt to
put all my weight on rice in this position. But, of course I would stay
here. I would stay here until tomorrow morning if ordered to. I was
learning to quickly accept Orochi's domination over me and his commands to
me the first time he spoke them, no matter how humiliating or painful they
may be. I wanted to be absolutely obedient to this much younger Master. I
knew that failure to follow his orders would end in painful punishments and
even more humiliation for me. But more than that, I wanted him to be proud
of me, but I had to earn that pride.

Orochi went room to room throughout the house and opened every door and
drawer. I don't know if he was just simply checking out this new place
because he could, or if he was looking for something specific. He didn't
ask me for anything, and he didn't talk to me while he did this. Every once
in a while I heard him say "Nice", or "Cool", "I'll like that". When he was
in my bedroom I heard him say "I will enjoy using that on him." I have no
idea what he was referring to. I don't know if I should be looking forward
to his "using that on me" or not. I guess I would find out when he wanted
me to. I just wished he would hurry up this inspection of the house, and
finally allow me to stand up. The more time that passed, the more painful
my knees grew, and it started bad. I even started to get tears in my eyes
from the pain. Oh, shit, now they are dripping down my face. The pain was
bad, but this new humiliation was worse.

Even if I didn't know it, what Orochi was doing was "claiming" his
property. If I belonged to him, then it was reasonable to say that what I
owned belonged to him.

After about half an hour, Orochi returned to the living room. From what I
could tell he had been in every room of my house. I lived in a ranch style,
3 bedroom house that had a kitchen, living room, and one bedroom that I
used as an office. It wasn't large, but it was a good first house. This is
a nice quite neighborhood.

Orochi returned to find me naked, on my knees, heels touching, knees wide
apart, and fingers interlaced behind my neck, cock wet and semi hard. As I
heard him return I became ram rod straight, both my back and my wet
dick. This position left me wide open for inspection. Because I was erect
again, my tight wet balls were displayed for inspection, too. The only
thing hidden from view in this position was my little boy hole. I wasn't
thinking about that at the time. I was thinking that I was so fucking horny
for this boy. I felt, and actually was, totally exposed to him. I would do
just about anything he asked me to do, no matter how embarrassing,
humiliating, or painful it may be for me.

I also wanted to cum. I needed to cum so bad (or is that so good?). But one
of Orochi's hard rules was that I was only permitted to cum upon his
orders, and so far I did not have those orders. I wanted to cum, and I
wanted not to cum. This felt so strange and submissive.

I also needed to pee really bad, so I told Orochi. He instructed me to
follow him. Naturally, I was thinking I would follow him to the bathroom. I
know he knew where it was after he inspected the house. But he turned and
headed into the kitchen. I, of course, followed him into the kitchen
completely confused, then slowed my pace as he opened the back door wide. I
decided since almost nobody could see into my back yard because the light
was off, I would follow Orochi's orders without question and would follow
him out the door. I had recently been displayed naked in more public
places, and in the sunlight just today, that the enclosed backyard was not
too intimidating. There was so much less risk here, why would I hesitate to
follow him? So, for the first time ever, I stepped naked and excited into
my back yard, behind Orochi.

I was guided over to a tree in the middle of the yard and ordered to pee. I
unconsciously reached for my dick.

In a voice that I found to be louder than I was comfortable with, Orochi
said, "Boy, if you touch yourself I will spank you until you are crying. I
will spank you out here in the yard where your neighbor will be able to
hear you crying and begging for me to stop. Then I'll continue spanking for
a few minutes after that.

These (as he closed his hand around my erection and balls) are mine to play
with. They are my toys, not yours. The days of you having free reign to
touch your cock are over. Your days of masturbating yourself are over." I
withdrew my hand and clasped both behind my back. Orochi told me that he
would hold my pee tube and ordered me to pee when I could. He told me he
knew that until my little pee pee was soft I probably would not be able to
go. I was to "just relax" and allow it to go soft on its own. Then I could
pee.

Feeling his hand holding my erection did nothing to make it wilt. Until it
was much more pliable than it was, there was no way I was going to be able
to pee. He just held my penis with his thumb and middle finger. He didn't
move his fingers at all, he just held me. After about 15 minutes the
erection started to go soft. I was beginning to think it never would. I
then started to pee. As I peed he just continued to hold me. I told Orochi
I was finished. He said: "Are you sure, boy? You don't want to have another
accident. Try to go some more now. I'll just continue to hold you. I knew I
had finished and had no more pee to give. 30 seconds later I was about to
say just that when I felt the familiar feeling of urine traveling the path
to the end of my dick. I was so embarrassed. But I peed for another 2
minutes. Orochi asked if that was the end. I said: "Sir, I think so, but I
thought that earlier. Thank you for insisting that I try some more." Orochi
shook my dick off then played with my balls for just a bit. It didn't take
long for my dick to shoot up again. As we walked back into the house I
stood tall and proud, both my back and my boy dick.

Orochi sat in the large armchair as I knelt next to the chair. He reached
over and rubbed my head. As much as I didn't like anybody doing that to me
because I was now an adult, by age, I also very much enjoyed the positive
attention Orochi was showing me by handling me like that. It made me even
prouder knowing that Orochi was happy with me.

As he rubbed my head, Orochi said there are going to be some changes taking
place, and that I'd find out what they were if and when he decided to tell
me. "You may as well know now that I will be sleeping here tonight", he
said.



Orochi told me I could start to serve him by bending down and licking his
feet. My hands could go in front of me on the floor to support myself, but
ONLY my tongue and lips where to touch his feet. I was to start now. As I
served him I was to listen to everything else he told me. I was also
advised to use lots of saliva.

I had never in my life had anybody else's foot or toes in my mouth. I would
have told you that was gross. I found that, at least regarding Orochi's
foot, that statement would have been wrong. His feet smelled of his
boy-man's foot stink. It was a bit funky and salty. Not only did I not mind
his foot stink, I was a bit excited about it as well.

He didn't talk at this point. He just leaned back in the chair, put his
heal on the floor and lifted his toes off the floor. This foot position
allowed me to clean between all of his toes. I was aware that he was
watching me intently to make sure I cleaned his feet thoroughly.

This was so much of a turn on for me. Did I want his dick in my mouth to
service? Yes. Did I want his man balls in my mouth to worship with my
tongue? Yes. Was I thinking about this right now? No. I was thinking about
the job at hand, and the honor of being his foot slave. I just wanted to
make Orochi pleased with me and my skills. I also wanted to earn his
trust. I wanted, no needed, for him to be proud of me. After 15 minutes he
indicated that the foot job was concluded.

As Orochi stood up it was very obvious that he had a hard on. There was
also a fair size patch of wet material around the end of his erection. He
smiled and said that I had done a good job. I had gotten him all horny. Of
course, he was still a boy himself, and he was also still going through
puberty, even if he was a year or so farther into puberty than I
was. Anyway, I knew it didn't take much to get either one of us horny. I
just felt proud that I had the ability to make him feel good like that
using only my tongue.

Orochi announced he would be sleeping in the master bed-room. He then told
me to follow him as he turned on his heels and walked into the master
bed-room. I got up and walked behind him. I had made my bed this
morning. Now, I found the bedsheets all at the foot of the bed in a heap,
almost all of the dresser drawers were opened, some with clothes hanging
out. In half an hour time, it seems that not only did Orochi go through all
of my possessions, he left the place a mess as well. I suspected,
correctly, that all the other rooms of my house where now in a similar
state. If anybody else had done this, I would have been furious, and I
would also have felt violated. Because Orochi did this I didn't feel
violated, but I did feel exposed. Exposed, but on a whole new naked
level. Since I had moved away from home to college, nobody else had any
idea what I owned. It was my stuff. Now, Orochi knew it all.

Because I like my living space neat and tidy, the condition of my bedroom
made me a little bit unsettled. But, I also knew better than to say
anything. I mean, I was the one walking around naked, behind Orochi, doing
everything I'm told to do by him. It wasn't the other way around. I kept my
mouth shut. If Orochi wanted it messy, it would stay messy. It wasn't my
call.

Orochi directed me over to the bed. He pointed to the middle of the sheet
where there were a few stains. He then told me to look at him. Then he
inserted two fingers into my mouth. As I sucked his fingers, and he fucked
my mouth, he asked what the stains were, and asked about the circumstances
of how they got there. His tone was no nonsense.

It was beyond embarrassing to have to answer to Orochi about the stains I'd
made on my own bedsheets. The fact that this clothed pre-teen had me
stripped naked in my own house and was demanding explanations from me while
dominating my mouth, was utterly humiliating. My heart pounded and my cock
was near to bursting at being so humiliated. How fucked up is that? How
humiliating is that? So, why am I so very turned on about those things?

Every time I think I have never been embarrassed to such a degree, Orochi
seems to find a way to bring me to a much greater degree of
embarrassment. He seems to be able to do this without effort, planning, or
forethought. He also seems to enjoy it, because I see he is smiling at my
reaction. My response to the embarrassment is the same every time. I blush
profusely, and if I'm not already hard, my dick shoots up in an instant
(like only a little boy's can), and then I start dripping a lot of pre-cum.

I'm slowly learning not to fidget as much as I used to, before answering
his queries, even though that is exactly what I naturally want to
do. Fidgeting makes me appear embarrassed and unsure of myself. That is not
how I want to portray myself to Orochi. I want to appear confident and very
sure of myself to my Master. This would be easier done if I wasn't naked
and sexually stimulated all of the time. It also would be easier done if I
didn't allow my mouth to be finger fucked at the same time. So I have to
work just that much harder at creating this fictional "not-bothered"
appearance. I thought I was doing a good job of it. He told me latter that
I was not.

Orochi clearly had made the connection between my humiliation and my sexual
stimulation. When he removed his fingers from my mouth, leaving my saliva
dripping down my chin, I answered his embarrassing questions with
embarrassing answers. What other kind of truthful answers are there for
questions like these?

When he was satisfied with my level of humiliation / sexual stimulation, he
instructed me to strip the bed and wash the sheets. He told me the bed
room, the whole house for that matter, was "a fucking mess". He told me the
state the house was in now was completely unacceptable. He expected me to
keep this property, inside and out, in much better condition than it is
now. He would not tolerate the house in the condition we now find it.

As he said this he was looking into my eyes from about 4 inches away. He
asked me if I understood. He could see in my eyes and facial expression
that I wanted to challenge him, to argue that the condition of the house as
we arrive was not like this, and that it was he who put it in this
condition. He watched my jaw muscles work. I wanted so bad to set him
straight. He could see the tension in my whole body, until I said "Yes
Sir. I understand Sir."

While the bed sheets were washing and then drying in the dryer, I got to
work putting the house back in good order. While I was working he was
relaxing in the living room, because he "had a long hard day". To me, this
didn't seem like a fair division of labor. But after consideration, why
would it be Orochi's job to clean up when he had me? I decided complaining
about it to him would not accomplish anything at all. Well, that's not
true. It would result in my ass burning again. But it wouldn't accomplish
my goal of staying pain free, and more importantly, obedient. This naked
slave boy intended to follow Orochi's orders to the best of his ability. I
intended to make him proud of me.

Orochi continued to watch TV as I made the bed for him to sleep on. What I
didn't know at the time was that he had raided my refrigerator for
leftovers. He had a sandwich for dinner. I had nothing to eat that night
and was hungry, especially after working so hard cleaning the house to
Orochi's specifications.

It was 1 a.m. before Orochi announced that it was time for bed. Staying
behind him, at an appropriate slave distance, I followed him as he walked
into the master bedroom. I enjoyed being able to watch his buttock muscles
work as he walked and climbed the stairs. I wish I was watching a naked
Orochi walk up the stairs in front of me, but that was not to be
tonight. If Orochi had been naked and I could watch his muscles work in the
flesh I think I would have had an unauthorized and hands free
ejaculation. It would not have taken much to get me to the point of
ejaculating.

Orochi told me I would be his naked personal assistant. Since a "personal
assistant" is by definition subservient, and his reminding me of my
required nakedness, I got hard instantly. Well, I was hard to start with,
so I got harder and started to pre-cum, or more accurately, restarted
pre-cumming. He told me I was to help him strip for bed by removing all his
clothes, except for his underwear. As soon as I got his shirt off, I
dropped it on the floor. He slapped me, hard, on my face. I was told in no
uncertain terms that his clothes were an extension of him and deserved to
be treated with the same respect I afforded him. His clothes held a higher
place of respect in this house than I did.

It was amazing to me that even as I was being humiliated by a child, even
as I was being disciplined hard by a child, my short stump always got or
remained hard. It was always very stimulating sexually.

He wanted his clothes to be folded, carefully, and be put into a dresser
drawer. I was never to allow his clothes to touch the floor for any length
of time, even his "dirty clothes". As I picked up his shirt from the floor
Orochi told me to kiss the neck and the back of the shirt. I was then to
smell his shirt, taking special note of the place his neck and armpits had
been. He wanted me to take several deep breaths to really smell his unique
odors. He wanted me to constantly think of him even when handling his
clothes. He wanted me to worship not only him, but his clothes as well. It
was an honor to be allowed to not only be subservient to Orochi, but to be
allowed to worship his clothes as well. I so much enjoyed the opportunity
and honor of being allowed to get to know my Master's scent.

These two commands, to kiss and smell his shirt, turned me on even more. As
I complied with his instructions my erection got harder and wetter, if that
was even possible. Orochi watched my erection bounce with excitement with a
smile on his face. He reached down and cupped my smooth, tight, wet,
little-boy scrotum in his fingers with the palm of his hand resting against
my leaking glans, and played with my pre-cum-coated balls for a bit. He did
this because he could. I, of course, appreciated the fact that my master
was giving me positive attention. Another thing I became aware of is the
realization that the person who holds your balls owns you.

You have no idea how good his hand felt on my little nugget sac. Because I
was still going through puberty, I could get hard and cum several times a
day, and I usually did. Since I lived alone I would usually jerk off at
least 4 times, and sometimes 8 times a day, every day.

It had been about 5 or 6 hours since I stood naked in front of everybody at
his dad's clinic and jerked-off. Since the moment that I came, I had been
sexually stimulated and edged, almost constantly. There was almost no
direct stimulation to my penis or scrotum since that cum. Specifically, I
had been humiliated, exposed, embarrassed, and patronized by boys. This was
done with the consent of and in the same room as all the parents. I knew I
was forbidden to cum without Orochi's permission, and I didn't have that
permission yet. I also wanted to obey Orochi by not cumming. But the
feeling of his fingers playing with my sensitive and tight ball sac, and
his palm on my dick felt sooooooooo very good. It was a good thing Orochi
had not forbidden me from enjoying his touch and his personal attention.

If Orochi continued to fondle and play with me this way it would not be
very long before my balls would empty onto his wrist with a couple of
squirts of my sperm-less ejaculate. I didn't know if I had the strength, or
the will, to warn him of my impending ejaculation. I need not have worried
about this. Somehow he must have sensed that I was about to cum, because
all of a sudden he removed his hand from my groin and command me not to
cum. My body was split. I wanted so bad to cum, and at the same time I
wanted so bad to obey my master. My hard nail bounced, and my hips pushed
forward trying to find something, anything, to connect with, anything to
get friction from. But the only thing to touch my dick and glans was the
air which offered no stimulation at all. In all my years (months really) of
wanking to the point of ejaculating, I had never played with myself, gotten
myself hard, horny and ready to shoot, and then just stopped. Any time I
masturbated my only goal was to get off as fast as I could. I had never
felt this need to cum so bad before as I do now. I was so
frustrated. Orochi is a kind and compassionate master. He stopped
masturbating me just in time so that I didn't cum.

Orochi asked if I wanted to see him nude. Of course I wanted to see him
nude. He smiled and bent down to give me a heartfelt hug. He said "boy, you
must learn that your desires are not of primary importance. I am not upset,
at all. I am proud of you."

Orochi continued: "I know that boys cannot be totally responsible for their
own body. You boys need supervision. Do you want me to continue to
supervise you?" I nodded and squeezed him for a second. "Do you want me to
continue to supervise your masturbation?" Again, I nodded and squeezed. "Do
you want me to supervise your ejaculations?" Nod, Squeeze. "Do you trust me
to do decide what is best for you?" Nod, Squeeze. "Do you want to cum?"
Nod, Squeeze. Then Orochi held me by my shoulders and held us apart.

Orochi got down on one knee, putting my junk at about his mid chest. He sat
there and just looked at my little spike and smiled. After about 30 seconds
of just observing my pulsing dick, he blew his warm breath towards my
junk. Because all of it (glans, shaft, and balls) was covered in a thick
coating of my pre-cum, the moving warm air he blew toward my junk felt
cool. It was also very stimulating. I flexed my muscles causing my dick to
bounce around in the warm breath. Orochi chuckled.

Orochi's left hand reached out and held my right butt cheek, holding me in
place. His right hand found my ball sac and cupped it. My sac is always
tight to my body so there is not a lot he could do with his big hand. But
just the attention Master was showing to my body made me feel very
special. He was very gentle with my sensitive orbs. His goal was to give me
love. As `my little orb sac was being played with my dick showed he loved
what my Master was doing for them. He bounced around and expelled more
clear love juice. Then his hand moved up to my shaft and pumped it 5 times,
slow and steady. Then his hands left my body. He said "Not tonight. You
will not be coming tonight." I groaned with desire. He said, "Now would be
a good time to thank me."

I said "Sir, may I give you a hug"? Orochi said as long as I didn't get any
pre-cum on him I could hug him. I carefully hugged him, keeping my groin
away from his body. I hugged him tight. I thanked him for all he was doing
for me. I told him I loved him, and wanted to serve him as long as he would
have me.

I disengaged from him after a long, heartfelt hug. I know I felt his
erection pressing into my abdomen. This was fine with me. It made me happy
that I could make Orochi happy. I had tears in my eyes and a catch to my
voice when I said. "Thank you Sir for all you have done, and will do for
me. I have always loved you."

Orochi sat on the bed in his tented underwear. I was told to kneel in front
of him on the floor. I knew better than to look up into Orochi's
eyes. Sitting like I was put my eyes at just below the tip of his hard
missile, which looked like it could go off at any time. At the base of his
erect missile sat two huge (from my point of view) lumps of sperm producing
testicles. His missile is larger, much larger, than anything that could be
found in my underwear. I was very excited to witness a wet spot appear at
the top of his hard missile. Over a period of about 30 seconds this spot
grew to completely cover the glans of Orochi's missile. The growing spot of
pre-cum made the underwear at the spot translucent. Master's red leaking
glans was lewdly exposed before my eyes.

I was reminded that Mark would be coming over sometime tomorrow. Orochi
wanted me to consider what I could do to thank Mark for choosing to spend
time with us rather than anything else he may be able to choose to
do. Orochi wanted me to create a list of things to do that Mark could
choose from while he was here. I was to submit this list to Orochi prior to
breakfast tomorrow morning. Orochi would take my list, and then he will
create a list of 10 items that he would offer to Mark. Orochi would not be
angry with anything I wrote on the list. I was to consider this an
opportunity to impress Orochi with my willingness to offer painful and
humiliating items to the list.

Orochi added a kinky twist that excited me a lot. For every item on the
list that Mark choose to do that was not one of my suggested items, one day
would be added to the length of time until I would be allowed to ejaculate
again. Orochi explained to me that he had a date in mind for when he was
looking forward to watching my boy sized pee pee ooze out my white
ejaculate again.

When I sat down to create the list, I remembered that Orochi said that at
least one of my items would be on the final list. He also said that He
would rank his items and my items together into a single list of 20. The
final list would be the top 10 items of the combined list. In other words,
my list needed to be filled as much as possible with items that were more
painful or humiliating to me than the items on Orochi's list. This seemed
like a challenge to me. Little Mikey seemed to like it a lot as well.

I asked Orochi what the date he had in mind for my next cum. I always jerk
off at least 4 times a day, 6 usually, and sometimes 8. You can typically
find me at home naked with my little penis in my hand at least every 3
hours, and sometimes as short as every 2 hours. I live alone, and being
naked affords me the opportunity to play with myself whenever I want to
without waiting to strip off my pants. My dick is just hanging right there
waiting for some attention. Actually I'm wrong, I'm not "hanging" there. As
I've said before, my little buddy is so short, and my little boy's nugget
sac is so tight, that little buddy can only manage to lay comfortably on
top of my two little pebbles. My foreskin will hang down in front of my
ball sac from my glans about 1 inch. As I walk around naked I usually can
feel my foreskin slide back and forth across my hairless nugget sac.

He chuckled as he rubbed my hairless head. He said "you are so
charming". He went on to remind me that since my only goal was to please
him, then the exact date he had in mind for me to cum should make no
difference to me. The date was something for him alone to worry about. It
was his enjoyment that was at stake, not mine. I could find no fault in his
reasoning.

He told me he wanted to talk about the next day or two with me. He reminded
me that Mark would be coming over to the house sometime tomorrow. Orochi
wanted Mark, a 13 year old neighbor boy to deliver to me, Orochi's 23 year
old sex slave, the punishment I had earned by being extremely rude to Mark,
not once, but at least two times this evening.

After Mark delivers my punishments, Orochi wants me to think of a great way
to show Mark my humble appreciation for disciplining me. Orochi would also
like to watch Mark and I play together as two friends.

The main thing to happen this weekend was the balance of my punishments
earned at Orochi's fathers medical clinic this evening. Mark may be allowed
to witness, and possibly help deliver some of these punishments.

It was getting very late and was time for bed. I found it hard to sleep as
I thought about all tomorrow may bring. It was also hard to settle down to
sleep with my dick constantly demanding I masturbate him. After a couple of
hours I fell asleep thinking of punishments, belts, lists, Mark, and of
course Master Orochi.



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