Date: Tue, 24 Feb 2015 19:28:54 -0500
From: dave stout <dodge1191@hotmail.com>
Subject: "Learning about Me"

Learning about Me!!

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This isn't quite a sequel to my story "A gentle seduction to service" but
rather a kind of enhancement, perhaps a parallel story.

http://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/authoritarian/a-gentle-seduction-to-service/

In This Story:

I learn the who and what I've become as my owner loans me out to his
friends. It puts me in some very erotic and humiliating scenarios as I
strive to become the best cocksucker I can be; it's what he wants and the
path to my happiness. I now know my place is in service to an Alpha male.


Cast: Lance / Sir, owner-----Chrissy / me, Lance's slutboy-------Earl,
Lance's college friend------Zack, Earl's college bound young son


My owner was gently using my mouth as I knelt between his legs suckling on
his cock like a baby on a teat, keeping him right on the edge of wanting to
fuck my mouth. He was reading and my mouth had been stretched around his
cock now for over an hour. "You know boy I think I'm going to let a few of
my buddies sample your skills. You're good enough now to make them envy me
and it sounds like fun. I've an e-mail from an old college roommate who's
looking for a boy that he can use to instruct his son. It's a weekend away
for you but I can always get another faggot to keep my cock happy for a
while. Get dressed and I'll send you on your way."

As I dressed I thought how odd, I had been completely naked for a few weeks
now and being clothed felt very strange. I didn't really understand where
this was going with his, "instruct his son" thing. I did know that I was
without a choice and that I'd be ok with it for Sir knew best.

I used my GPS to find the house; it was a moderately expensive home in one
of those subdivisions that feature acreage and lots of trees; it was quite
a pleasant area. I couldn't have been more nervous as I rang the
doorbell. An older man in swim trunks answered; "you must be the boy Lance
told me about, come on in, I'm Earl."

I followed him through the house into a very pleasant little room just off
a patio with an in-ground pool; there was a swimmer doing laps in the
water. It was surreal; the guy (Earl) fetched me glass of lemonade and we
talked about our lucky streak of great weather.

Earl was the perfect host as we talked, "I'm not sure just how much Lance
told you about your role here so I'll just dive right in. I borrowed you to
show my son how to use a cocksucker before he goes to college. How about
you stripping naked like a good suckboy."

He told me to get naked as calmly as he might have commented on how good
the tomatoes were growing this season. This matter of fact calmness only
reinforced my submissive bent, it was hot.

I was stripped naked when the swimmer came over using a towel to dry off. I
noted to myself that while they both were redheads that's where the
similarities ended. Earl was only about 5'10" tall and sported a pretty
pudgy belly while his son had a swimmer's body and was well over 6 feet
tall. I was directed to sit on the tile floor as they talked.

"I think you'll like this Zack; a lot of times in school you just can't
afford the time it takes to romance a girl but you're still horny; having a
cocksucker on hand to drain your balls is the perfect solution. You don't
have to buy them dinner or flowers and they'll pretty much do anything you
want just to get your cum load. It's a perfect solution. When I was in
college with Lance we shared a cocksucker boy between us our last two
years; a good time was had by all," he said with a laugh.

Earl continued, "if we were in ancient times I'd take you to the slave
market and let you pick out your own suckboy. In those times the son of one
of the elites was just followed around by his cocksucker who was trained to
perform whatever service that would please his Master. We can't completely
own a slave but that's Ok when you realize that men have been using
cocksuckers throughout history. There are always guys who strive for the
humiliation of servicing an alpha-males cock. Today I'll teach you how to
train and use a cocksucker. Watch this, Get up here cocksucker."

I was excited just listening to him talking to his kid and scampered closer
to Earl as he had ordered. He smiled at me and smacked me across the face,
it hurt but I didn't move as he said, "See, you can pretty much do whatever
you want. This is one of the few times when you can be as arrogant as you
want." Earl very lightly smacked my cheek again then put a couple of his
finger into my mouth. Of course I sucked on them. He stood up and had me
remove his trunks and has I lowered them his fat cock snapped out.

"Zack why don't you get out of those wet swim trunks and I'll show you the
right way to train your cocksucker; you've got to take control right
away. He'll blow me first so you can see how it goes then it'll be your
turn. Suck my cock now."

He smirked as I took his cockhead into my mouth, somehow the familiar, feel
of a rubbery cockhead felt even better than usual; I think it was the
erotic sense of being watched as I was controlled.

I licked and sucked as he lightly slapped me directing my efforts to what
pleased him. I could hear him telling the boy that some guys were just
cocksuckers that you could fuck like girls and teach them to suck you off
and lick your ass. He began face fucking me by grabbing my head telling me
to keep my hands behind my back while he pulled my head in and out going
deeper each time until he punched through into my throat. He put his hand
on my Adam's apple to feel my throat accommodating his prick as it punched
through into my gullet. I looked up and could see that his son was
mesmerized by it all.

"You see Son, keep slowly going forward a little at a time until your all
in. the cocksucker will gag and choke but that's all right; it's what they
were born to do, just part of the service. Just look in his eyes as he
services me, you'll see gratitude, fear and then ultimately submission to
his superior. Lance did well with this boys training, I've got all 8 inches
in his throat and he just accepts it as his job."

He was now pulling out a couple of inches then thrusting it right back into
my throat; he was using my tight throat to jerk himself off. Then the Dad
tensed up and came in my mouth. It was just as I was gasping around his
cock buried deep in my gullet. Some of his cum filled my mouth but as I
gasped for air a lot of it went up my nose. I coughed and actually was
tearing up as I tried to catch my breath but in a very strange way I was
pleased with myself. I was happy servicing this guy who was showing his son
the ropes.

I heard him explaining, "Look at his face son, this is a win-win
thing. Sissy's like him get off on this treatment." As my breath came back
to normal I acted to agree with him by leaning forward and licking his
cockhead clean. "Do you see Son, just what I told you? He likes this
treatment and that allows you to have him service you by doing anything
that makes your cock twitch. Remember that a cocksucker's mouth is deeper
than any cunt and when you punch through into his gullet his throat muscles
will milk your cum out; a cocksucker's mouth is really a cunt with a
tongue."

He continued pounding in and out of my mouth as he talked to his son. I
felt like a prop used to prove his points when suddenly pulled my mouth off
his cock and positioned it onto his balls. Of course I stuck my tongue out
and licked like I had an ice cream cone at my lips.

"I think it's time you took just a little sample of just how nice it is to
have your own, personal cocksucker pleasuring you. Look at how eagerly he's
tonguing my balls; it's really interesting how dedicated a true cocksucker
is to servicing a guy. He's going to be mouthing your cock in a minute but
first you need to know a few facts that are important. When you've got your
own cocksucker it's good to know a few rules. A lot of guys abuse sissy
boys; that's just stupid. A cocksucker is a valuable commodity and a smart
guy will make him comfortable in his role. I always set them down and make
small talk before I get sucked off. This really works; we both know that
he's there to suck on my cock and swallow my load and talking like he was a
normal guy just kinda forces the suck-boy to acknowledge how much he wants
my cock. I know it sounds weird but that's how it seems to work. You should
also make sure he's comfortable; ask if he wants a pillow to kneel on
before he starts to blow you. They like it when you caress their cheeks
while sucking you off and a nice, soft pat on the head when your cocksucker
is gulping down your cum works wonders in making a cocksucker want to excel
at servicing you."

Earl used both hands to pull my face from his balls and just motioned me to
Zack as he said, "Get over there and suck my son's cock. Show him how much
you like a cock in your mouth."

I actually scampered over to the boy getting on my knees in between his
legs. His young cock was thick, hard and impressive with a big, purplish
head split by a piss slit that seemed as wide as the mouth of a cannon. The
boy looked at me with a wry smile as he held his cock out to my eager
lips. I engulfed the cock head and started a slow up and down technique as
I heard the Father in the background.

"Remember what I told you Zack, make sure he looks you in the eye as he
sucks you off and make sure he keeps his hands behind his back. The rule is
a cocksucker performs best when he concentrates on the cock in his mouth
and not his own little thing. When a suck-boy is really trained he will
only cum when he's sucking a real man off; that's the way it should be and
when they make eye contact as they blow you their acknowledging the
submission they need."

He was right, I felt really the slave-boy when I looked into Zack's green
eyes with a mouthful of cock and my hands behind my back. It was so
demeaning it made me shudder. This must have been what it was like when an
ancient Roman purchased a boy at the slave market for the amusement of a
son.

Zack said, wow Dad, this is awesome; his mouth is so tight and warm. Can I
make him take more?"

Earl quickly answered, "Oh sure Zack, work it into his throat, just do it
slowly so he gets used to its feel filling his cavity; do it slow while you
look into his eyes. I always find that very enjoyable when I control my
cocksucker. Actually Son, once you get a cocksucker in the zone you can
pretty much do what you want, piss in his mouth, make him tongue your ass,
It's all good."

I was giving Zack the best suck I could as I concentrated on tightening my
lips and pressing my tongue firmly against his cock on every up stroke. I
sensed the kid tightening up when without any other warning his cum spurted
into my mouth. As I had been taught I just tightened my lips around the
base of his cockhead and swallowed the thick, salty man-juice. On the
second spurt my own cock gushed and I came on Zack's feet. He finished with
a satisfied sigh and just as his Dad had told him; he gently stroked my
head as you might a puppy who had fetched your slippers. I thought to
myself that I wasn't that puppy; I was a cocksucker who had fetched a huge
cum-load.

Earl was laughing as he said, "I remember when it took so little to make me
cum; you don't have to worry Son, the next couple of times you cum today
will be slower and even more satisfying. Tell your cocksucker how you want
him to clean you up now before we go on."

Zack put his hands on my cheeks and looked at me with those wide, green
eyes as he said, "use your tongue cocksucker, lick my sticky cock and balls
clean but first lick up your cum off of my feet, get to it now boy."

I was quite a bit older than Zack but I had to admit I was now his "boy"
after swallowing his cum load and actually looking forward to licking his
crotch clean. The almost dry cum on his feet was cold now and while not
unpleasant; it did taste different than other loads I had swallowed.

"Look at him lapping at your cock, cleaning off the traces of cum that are
left. Do you see just how nice it is to have a cocksucker at your beck and
call, ready to service you? When you're in college you'll find it's really
pretty easy to find yourself a suck-boy; all you have to do is be aware of
who's looking at you in the shower or men's room. You'll have to lead them
on a little but it's a bunch easier than with a broad. There's no reason to
buy dinner, flowers or jewelry just show your cock and tell the boy what
you want him to perform. No romance, no drama just ball draining on your
terms. It'll allow you a lot more time to study.

The only thing you have to keep in mind is that these cocksucker's want to
be dominated and you don't want to ever accept half-measures. If your boy
chokes and gags on your cock just enjoy the sensation of his throat
spasming around your dick. If he doesn't want to let you piss in his mouth
just tell that he gets no more of your cock until he agrees. Tell him to
think it over; if he's the skilled cocksucker you want he'll come around
after thinking it through and usually then the cocksucker will try to
become the perfect piss drinker for you. Remember, no half measure, only
full service. By the way, do you have to piss? I usually have to after a
cum."

"Yeah Dad, I do." Zack said as I finished licking him clean.

"Ok Son, usually a boy like this can take your piss-load right here without
spilling a drop but since you'll have to train your own boy at University
lets all go into the bathroom and I'll show you how to get a cocksucker
acclimated to being your urinal."

Of course I knew what was going to happen; I was toilet trained after all
but it was exciting to think that this was Earl's Son's first time and his
Dad was going to show him how to train his own piss-boy by demonstrating on
me. My little cock was hard just thinking about it as I followed them into
their big bathroom.

"Hey Zack, look at his little hardon, that's why you keep em naked; there's
no secrets then about what they think about servicing you. They get off on
submitting to straight guys."

The three of us were soon inside the bathroom, all of us were naked but I
knew that the similarity ended there.

"Here's the thing Zack, once you find a cocksucker to service you he
invariably will not want you pissing in his mouth; that's just the way it
is. You've got to plant the seed; talk to him about the suck-boy you had at
home who loved it when you filled his mouth. Your boy will probably say
that he would never let a guy do that but the seed is now in his head and
he'll be thinking of it often. A bit later mention that you want that
service and if he won't you'll just have to find a cocksucker who wants his
piss load. Your boy is now thinking about how he might live without your
cock to suck. You should rub his head then and adopt a gentle, helpful
demeanor. Tell him you'll be patient and lead him through it; that most
boys like him love it once they try it. In my experience they submit
because that's what you want and their all about pleasing you.

This boy here has been through all those steps and is an experienced urinal
boy but we'll make him act like it's his first time. Are you ready for a
little role-playing boy?"

"Yes Sir, I'll do whatever you want Sir." I answered and meant it I was
hotter than hell with all this talk.

"I'll go first Zack so you can see how it goes; it's kinda important to get
the ritual right so your cocksucker feels a major part of the action and
strives to serve you. Get over here boy, on your knees by my side."

Earl was standing in front of the toilet as he smiled down at me and said,
"I want to piss, why don't you take hold of my cock and aim it into the
toilet. Ah, that's nice."

I held his big hose and aimed it just as he let a short stream out. I was
close to him and could clearly hear it splash into the water. He stopped
and said, "that felt good but I think it's time for you to give me a little
pee-hole swabbing. It'll give you just a small taste as you run your tongue
thru the piss slit. It'll be easier if you kneel in front of me."

I shuffled around until I was facing his cock. I waited for instructions.

"This is an important step Zack; you want to make it as memorable for your
cocksucker as you can. In most cases you don't want your boy to touch your
cock with anything but his lips and tongue but for toilet training the
submission is greatly enhanced by letting him handle and aim your cock,
make him part of the act."

I knew what was coming but waited for Earl's instructions. He told me it
was Ok to hold his cock then look him in the eye as I run my tongue into
the piss slit. It ignited a very powerful urge in me; I knew what was
coming but the combination of remembering my first drink of piss and being
watched by Zack was overpowering. I was sweating and felt a little light
headed as I saw that now-familiar smirk on Earl's face.

"That felt good boy but I think you need a bigger taste than that. What do
you think, how was the taste?"

"It wasn't bad Sir, it didn't taste anywhere near as bad as I had thought."
I answered.

"Good, I think you're ready and you'll do it because you know that it will
please me. Open your mouth now boy, stick out your tongue and just lay my
cockhead on your tongue. Ahhh, that's nice, I'm half hard so you've got a
bit of a wait, just think about how hot it'll be when I piss in your mouth,
think while you wait."

I can't describe how many conflicting emotions crossed my mind as I knelt
there with his cock laying on my tongue. It was wonderful, horrible and
exciting. I felt just a few small drops on my tongue.

"Here it comes boy, I'll let out a little and stop; I know this is your
first time and I'll be gentle until you're used to it. There, I think your
mouth is full enough. Use your tongue to slosh it around, get used to the
taste of your man's piss eh."

My mouth was half full as I moved the piss load around with my tongue. I
heard Earl say, "Look Zack in the eye as you slush the piss around in your
mouth."

I was incredibly aroused by how humiliating it is to be ordered to gargle
with a guy's piss while looking them in the eye.

"How's the taste boy? Go ahead and swallow it down cocksucker." Earl asked.

I gulped it down telling him that his piss tasted good, salty, warm and
tasty. Zack moved over in front of me, laid his cock on my tongue and
pissed slowly into my open mouth.


In the morning it was my place to be under the table sucking Earl's cock as
he ate. I heard him talking to his Son, "I think today I'll show you how to
teach your suck-boy to swallow all your cock right down to the root. When
I'm done our little cocksucker will be able to let a horsecock tickle his
tonsils. This is different than a quick poke into his gullet before rushing
your cock out as he gags and chokes; when a cocksucker is trained you can
plunge it in all the way and just let it soak in his throat-cunt. it's not
easy to do but as I said, you can't accept half-measures. It's been my
experience that once a boy masters this skill he's a much more contented
and compliant cocksucker. Let's go out to the carriage house. I borrowed a
training bench from a buddy; it'll speed things up."

WTF, I thought; I already had all the skills that I needed. I was wrong.
In the Carriage house the bench he had mentioned had certainly been
designed around its training function. It was very narrow and comfortably
padded with straps to hold a trainee down and in position. The head end had
a soft notch for a neck and the end was hinged so the trainer could adjust
his cocksucker's throat angle for easy access.

"Zack, this training bench is just great; it speeds the training process up
a lot. I know it's just an enhancement on the head hanging off the bed
method but the constraints focus the cocksucker on his job while the
comforts built into the bench reinforce the thought that his owner knows
best and cares for him. These are powerful incentives for a suck-boy. Let's
get him onto it now."

I was soon positioned on the narrow bench and held by wide, leather
straps. My head was the only thing that I could easily move. Just the
thought of what was to come gave me a hardon and that made them laugh.

"See how eager he is; just thinking about what's to come gets him
excited. The bench is adjustable like a hospital bed. I can use this remote
to position his head just perfectly for my cock. His head angle can be made
to give you the perfect position for fucking his throat, watch."

It's a very surreal feeling to hear the tiny motors whirring away as it
positioned your mouth into just the right position to be fucked like a man
would a cunt.

"That's perfect for my height Son; see how perfect the angle is? I'm going
to go first but don't worry your turn will come; this bench was designed to
be very comfortable because a cocksucker is on it for quite a while. It
takes quite a bit of throat fucking until your cocksucker just gives it all
up and realizes that this is what he was born to do and his owner wants
it. At that point of surrender they cease tensing up and you've got a free
path into his gullet. The surrender phase allows the suck-boy to relax as
he becomes free of choice; he becomes a kind of cocksucking machine with an
on-off switch you control. When you're in school you can make do with a bed
just as long as your cocksucker is devoted to you; the bench speeds things
up but all you really need is a docile sissy boy who loves cock."

The wait was tantalizing for me just as Earl, my cock trainer had
planned. I was laying there with my head tilted down and at a level where I
was looking up at Earl's cock and balls.

"Well Zack, when we start throat fucking this boy we'll be very gentle and
supportive. It's always best to help them along; this is a huge step for a
cocksucker and I've found that if you understand just how uncomfortable
this is for them you end up with a better cocksucker. In the end that's
what it's all about, getting better service for yourself. I'm dangling my
cockhead in his mouth now and allowing him to suckle at his own pace, look
at him, he couldn't be happier."

After a bit Earl put his hands on my cheeks and moved forward until I had a
couple of inches of his cock. I was apprehensive as I realized that this
wasn't role-playing, this was real; he could fuck his cock into my gullet
just by shuffling forward. I was essentially helpless strapped to this
stationary bench. I felt Earl tighten his grip on my head and slowly
advance deeper into my mouth. He touched my throat opening and I gagged so
he pulled back out until ust his cockhead was at my lips.

"Do you see Zack; give him a little time to reconcile his discomfort with
his need to submit to you, it takes a little while. I'll feed him more
now."

With each thrust he moved just a little more into my throat before
withdrawing. I was gasping and gagging and wondered if I could do this.

"He's taking it nicely now but I think it's time. Ok, cocksucker, you're
doing great but I think you're ready for the next step. I'm going to slowly
punch through into your esophagus get ready, take a deep breath boy."

I didn't really have time to even think about what was coming as his cock
was once again begin forced into my oral cavity, this time it slid easily
across my tongue on a thick film of pre-sperm and saliva. Earl held my head
and moved it back and forth, side to side as if to use his cockhead to swab
the precum and spit around the back of my throat, like a stirring
stick. Inside my dripping mouth Earl's huge cockhead was coated and bathed
in the gelatinous liquid, allowing it to venture farther and farther back
into my throat.

"That's nice Boy, now you're getting it. Did you notice the only bad thing
about using this position is that you can't see your cocksucker's eyes as
you feed more and more of your prick into his gullet.  It's always pleasant
to see the mixture of fear and joy in their eyes as they realize that
you're going to plug their throat and as your cocksucker they have to learn
to take it. I'm using his mouth like a cunt now; I've let him have the time
to get used to it now I'm going to take it home."

My eyes watered as his monstrous snake was being forced farther and farther
back into my throat. It touched the back of my mouth and I gagged, fighting
the urge to retch. My stomach heaved as for the first time in my life, a
hard, big cock forced its way over the back of my tongue and down into the
thin, throbbing passage of my throat.

"Yeah, yeah, that's it, take it boy. Feel my hot hard dick in your throat."

Relentlessly, the shaft burrowed its way in. Earl would plunge it all the
way in then pull it back, each time he left it in my throat a little longer
A few inches of his cock had by now pushed thru my tender throat opening. I
felt woozy and smothered and couldn't breathe as I gagged and gulped
reflexively around the cock-invader as it passed by my tonsils.

"Breath through your nose, boy, breathe through your nose. Go ahead, you
can do it, fuck, I've seen teen girls do better than you." Earl urged.

I took a tentative breath through my nose. The oxygen felt wonderful as I
slowly adjusted to the thickness of the invader in my gullet.

Earl slowly pulled it out of my gaping mouth. As the head exited my lips, a
thick strand of cum and saliva dripped out right on my face. The string
slowly stretched, then snapped and a line of cum/saliva six inches long
draped itself from my lower lip down across my face.

I heard Earl say, "Yeah, cocksucker, that's good, that's good."  I heaved
in great lungsfull of air, trying to clear my woozy brain. I could actually
feel the blood pounding in my ears as my head cleared.

"You took in the whole eight inches that time, you can be proud. Not too
bad, not too bad."

He was proud of me, I suddenly wanted more of his cock as I suckled the
head.He advanced but this time I was actually eager; I had taken it all
into my throat and survived; I wanted more cock now. My lips chewed their
way down his shaft taking six inches, then seven, then eight inches of
pulsating penis. The head of his cock revisited the tender membranes of my
upper throat and tongue. It pushed my tongue flat as it's girth filled me
up. I'm sure he heard me gag slightly and then swallow. Earl sighed in
pleasure. Inside my mouth his cockhead slid into the opening at the top of
my throat. It wormed its way into the very top of my esophagus. Now his
cock was as deep as possible in my throat.

"I knew I wasn't wasting my time training you; you're going to be one great
cocksucker. It's really pretty simple Zack, once you manage to stuff their
throat and they realize that they didn't die they begin to think it through
and concentrate on the cock in their mouth and how to please it."

His balls laid on my eyes as his cock filled my throat. I fought to
overcome my impulse to gag and was surprised that I could accommodate his
thickness so deep inside me. Earl began a Slow, relaxed, methodical Fucking
of my throat while I concentrated on breathing as he thrusted deep then
pulled out; I gulped in air on each out-stroke. I was now slightly relaxed
and became conscious of the saliva flowing out of my mouth like a
waterfall.

Earl had commented before on how pleasant it was listening to his suck-boy
making loud, wet cocksucker noises. I sounded like a pig lapping up
slop. Earl had said I could be a "great Cocksucker" and I was actually
proud of myself. It took a while until I felt him tense up and spurted cum
into my throat. He was just at the opening of my gullet as he let go. It
was difficult to swallow and I'm sure he was enjoying the feeling of my
throat muscles as they alternately contracted and relaxed as I sought to
swallow the tremendous volume of viscous fluid being pumped relentlessly
into me. "That's it boy, swallow all that good man-cream into your
stomach," he grunted.

"Ah, there's nothing better than showing a cocksucker what he's made for;
at school you'll love showing your own suck-boy how you want your cock
serviced."

I was allowed enough time to drink a coke before I served Zack. It was all
good; they were being so nice to me.


A few weeks later and Zack was off to University; I was back with Lance,
naked and docile, just as he liked me.

"Do you see it clearly now boy," Master Lance said to me as I licked his
feet.  "Submissive boys like you were put on this earth to serve powerful
men like me. It's nature's way.  We're superior and we actually provide
boys like you a favor by letting them serve us."

It was incredibly degrading but he was right.  I was happy to be performing
for him.  It was the greatest honor ever bestowed upon me. Well, why not,
I'm on my knees again, where I belong, and Lance's half soft cock is just
beginning to harden now in my mouth. He smiles at me, watching my service
intently, he knows I'm now a cockslut who loves worshipping him. My eyes
keep watching his reactions and his knowing smirk makes me moan as he says,
"I know you love feeling my cock grow in your mouth; it makes a suck-boy
feel he's doing a useful task."

The cock sucking noises cause Master's dick to enlarge. "Look at you boy,
slurping on my cock and loving it." I heard Lance say. "You do love it,
don't you?"

All I could do was moan around his cock and shake my head yes. The monster
in my mouth was getting too big for me to keep solidly in my throat in this
position, so slowly but surely, I eased off of it, keeping the head
completely surrounded in my wet mouth. I was happy and in my place.

The next day found me again on my knees in the bathroom. Lance was shaving
while I lightly tongued his cock and balls. He abruptly pulled away and
went over to the "special" lounge and laid down. "I'm in the mood to have
my ass licked now. It relaxes me. This chair opens me up nicely for a
tonguing. "

"Yes, Master, I blurted out.  "I moved in toward his smooth bubble butt. It
smelled warm and good with heavy musty, male body odors. I started licking
the hole and cleaned it good all around the outside. I concentrated on his
wrinkled little rosebud and swabbed it up and down until I had cleaned it
good. It tasted like Master Lance's big body smelled, clean and strong. I
had never experienced so many new experiences so quickly before. My mind
was spinning. I felt sad that I finished so quickly. Luckily Lance had time
and wanted more.

"Get back down there, boy, you're not through yet." Lance growled. "Get
that tongue in that hole and clean it out good, slave-boy. I really did
feel like a slave-boy as I spread his butt cheeks with my hands. I could
clearly see his asshole now. "Get that tongue up there now as far as you
can." I did as he ordered. I licked between his wide-spread ass cheeks and
sunk my tongue into his ass as deep as I could get it. He began to moan and
move his butt to fuck my tongue with his ass. I cleaned every bit of his
hole and loved it.

What was happening to me? Just a few weeks before I wouldn't have
considered doing anything like that to anyone yet here I was cleaning out
this man's asshole like it was the most natural thing in the world.  Eating
his ass like the first pig to the trough. I sucked the big man's hole with
pleasure. I guess It was time to stop asking myself stupid questions and
let loose whoever was locked up inside me.

Something broke inside me, another epiphany perhaps; I realized that I am
the person whose tongue is eagerly licking an asshole. I'm a cocksucker, a
slave, a thing created to be used by this man. I had been taught to lick an
asshole, drink up cum and piss like it was the most natural thing on
earth. I wanted nothing as much as to obey him and pleasure him in the way
he wanted.

"That's good, slave, you did a good job.  My hole hasn't felt that clean in
a long time." You're not a bad cocksucker" he said as he patted my head. I
was now complete; this is where I belonged.

"Well Son, I'm afraid it's time for your ass-fucking.  I usually prefer
fucking a cunt but hell, today I just feel like it. Fighting it is only
going to make it hurt and feel worse.  Just relax," he told me in a soft
voice, as he gently stroked my back, Kind of like you would a pony.  "Now
try to enjoy it for what it is. I'll take it nice and easy if you try not
to fight it. I've found it important to break a boy's cherry gently and
slowly; then they always want their ass full of man-cock."

When he thought I was ready, he punched his cockhead thru the mouth of my
asshole and just let it sit there as I gasped from the pain. He was
stroking me and saying, "there, there, boy, take a breath, just relax." It
felt like there was a broomstick up my ass. My hole was doing steady spasms
as that monster cockhead stretched it out and held it open, God it hurt.

I felt him slowly withdraw his cock until only the head remained lodged
just inside my asshole. He was waiting until I relaxed my ass a little
before he started pushing back in.  Each time I seized up, he would stop
and wait for me to relax, all the while he continued his work with stroking
my back and whispering encouragement in my ear, "there, there, boy, take a
breath, just relax" Was his mantra to sooth me.

He rubbed my back and said, "Take it easy now boy, it's not long now. Keep
your body straight, that'll make it easier." I then understood that he was
not intending to hurt me, not at all: It was just the pain that was
necessary to get where we were going. And then the head of his dick popped
through the glorious tightness, and I felt a surge of pleasure and relief
as the length of his cock finally entered me to its full length.

Once I'd relaxed enough, he established a rhythm, sliding his cock slowly
but firmly in and out of my nether hole. Here I was, a once normal man, on
my hands and knees in front of this man with his cock shoved up my ass. I
could tell that for Lance this must be heaven as he pushed his cock all the
way back inside my tight ass. Using both hands now to pry my ass cheeks
open, he pulled his cock free with a loud plop as my well-used hole
closed. He shoved his tool back into me and started banging my ass with a
vengeance.

My world had now narrowed to my asshole as it embraced his cock as he sawed
in and out; He pushed me forward onto my elbows with each strong
stroke. The room was filled with the squishing, squelching sounds of cock
alternately filling and retreating from my ass. He was slamming into me for
all I was worth.

"I'm going to come inside you now Son, then you're mine; your ass is going
to feel empty without my cock from now on. I'm going to shoot it deep
inside your ass now, get ready."

After a few more deep thrusts I could feel the warmth of his thick cum
invading my asshole. To my surprise, yet another dazzling wave of pleasure
pulsated through my rear and up through my back and belly.

I had no idea of the time, I was just lying on the floor when he slid his
sweet cock from my asshole. I felt myself remain open, stretched too far to
return to normal quickly. It felt cool and open after his monster cock had
been in me for so long. I couldn't move right away and just panted on the
floor, catching my breath. I heard him moan and roll onto his back and
sigh.

"Good job boy, now finish the job; clean my cock up."

I started to go for a towel. "No boy, use your tongue, always lick a man
clean; it's a measure of respect you owe your owner."

His cock had never looked like this. It was so wet and covered with all our
fluids. I lowered my head to the head of his cock and began to work my
tongue into his cum slit. He was a little startled, he was drained from so
much cum leaving him. I didn't mind what I tasted on him. There was just a
little blood. It's strange what you taste after a good assfuck. It's a very
different taste. I knew that my ass had produced its own lubrication for
him just like my mouth hole when I was face fucked. From my ass it's a bit
thicker and tasted bitter but it mixed with his strong semen well. I was
eager and willing to lick his cock totally clean to show my thanks and the
musky taste tweaked my need for humiliation. My ass was his now, I was his,
he truly was my Master.


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