Date: Fri, 3 Feb 2012 08:48:49 -0500
From: Dawson Spear <dawson.spear@gmail.com>
Subject: The Attorney Chapter 3

He did so without question or comment.  I then took his cock in my hand,
pulled it from his body as it began becoming hard.  It was a good looking
cock; cut with an even scar and tab of skin which was very sensitive to the
touch.  There was a large vein that ran in a spiral from the base towards
the head which was now flared and weeping.  I lifted it up and stared at
the underside; I ran my fingernail the length of it causing William to
shudder; I told William to hold it up and out of my way, as I took hold of
his scrotal sack and its contents.  His nuts were temporarily covered in
fine black hair which was long and soft; I rubbed my fingers in the creases
of his thighs and brought them to my nose for my pleasure; he smelled so
good; I slowly turned him around, placed the palm of my hand in the middle
of his back and pushed him over, opening the cheeks of his ass.  Using my
hands I spread the cheeks apart revealing the hairy crack and the circle of
black hair that lay flat around his ass hole.  Unable to resist, I leaned
forward and licked his crack enjoying his funky smell; shuddering with the
moldy taste; taking the hairs between my teeth and gently pulling them and
once they were straighten, sucked them into my mouth for a more thorough
cleaning.  I had to stop or there would be no turning back.


CHAPTER 3 ~ DAY ONE CONTINUED


"Come we are going to your children's home."

I was having a hard time controlling my enthusiasm and while I wanted to
push William I did not want to scare him or over whelm him.  I handed him a
legal pad and pen and said, "Take notes while I drive.  I want you to have
one of the attorneys in your office to draw a trust.  One of those trusts
that can't be undone except by the consent of the beneficiaries and the
trustee.  I am to be the trustee and your children are to be the
beneficiaries.  Use the standard payouts for income and other
distributions.  Then have them call me about making changes to my will.
Also they are to prepare a power of attorney from you to me giving me full
control over all of your assets and your body."

About that time we got to his house and I told William, "Go into your
closet and get the suits and shirts that you wear to work. Also the sport
clothing that you wear, your socks and shoes."

As he was doing that I went into his dresser drawers and got out 2 pairs of
boxers that I liked.  All of the remainders I threw on the floor.  I could
tell he wanted to ask me a question but was hesitant to do so.  I said
nothing but went into the kitchen and got a trash bag and came back.  I put
all of the underwear and white tee shirts in the bag except the two pair I
liked and several colored Ts.  I then asked him, "Are there were any suits
that were too big for you?"

"Yes but only one Master."

  I asked "How about too small?"

"Yes Sir 5 or 6."

"Put the too big one in the bag with the underwear, but keep the ones that
are too small."

We then sorted through the sweaters and other items of clothing putting the
ones that were too big or lose on him in the bag and packed up the others,
together with his shoes.  I told him to strip all of the beds of sheets and
to put them on to wash.  He looked at me like I had lost my mind.

"Do you not know how to operate the washing machine?"

"No" and then after a brief pause he added "Sir."

I smiled at him and he looked sheepishly at me and then at the floor.  I
showed him how to calculate the load sizes and how to operate the washer,
add the powder and the bleach.

"Take your clothing to the car while I sort through the kitchen."  He did
so looking to see what I was doing with each trip to and fro.  I started
carrying out things, putting them into the back of my SUV.  We had put the
back seats down with a sheet to keep his clothing from being wrinkled or
dirtied.  I have to give him credit; he never objected or asked a question.

It was getting on for ten o'clock so we put the washed clothing in the
dryer, locked up the house and returned to William's new home.  We carried
a load of things we had taken out of the refrigerator but left for morning
the clothing and other things.  When the food had been put away, and the
left overs put on to warm, I said, "William go get out of your clothing
while I fix myself a drink."  I never offered him one took it into the
living room.  My house sat on 25 acres and was surrounded by a fence and
thick woods beyond the grass lawn.  I kicked off my shoes and sat down on
the sofa.  I was tired, it had been a long day and I still had a good bit
of information to cover with William before sleep.

It was obvious that William was doing something other than taking his
clothes off, when he appeared in his bathrobe.  "What took you so long?"

"I am sorry but I had to take a leak."

I beckoned him over to the sofa, snapped my fingers and pointed at the
floor.  There was a shocked look on William's face as he stared into my
eyes.  I again snapped my fingers and pointed at the floor beside the sofa.
In shock over my snapping my fingers and pointing at him, he came over and
sank to his knees.  You need to listen and pay attention I have a great
deal to explain to you and I am only going to do it once."

He asked, "May I take notes?  I want to be sure that I don't forget
something."

"No and you have to have permission to ask a question.  You are going to
forget things and you are going to get things wrong.  And, you are going to
be punished for those transgressions.  Take off that bathrobe, when in the
house and you or we are alone you are to remain totally naked.  Before we
continue lay down on my lap."  Puzzled William did so and I gave him 5
medium slaps on each cheek.  His cock got hard where it was hanging down
between my legs.  "Now get back on the floor."

"First, you are on a diet.  Second you will hit the exercise room every day
until you have firmed up and lost your midriff bulge.  Third as I said, you
are to remain naked at all times while in the house unless there is a third
person present and you have my permission to wear clothes.  Understood?"

"Yes Sir."

"It is your responsibility to cook all meals unless I tell you otherwise.
No potatoes, sugar, corn, corn products or flour.  You are not allowed
alcoholic beverages, to include beer and wine unless I serve you. Tonight
we are having leftovers that I put on to warm."

"You are the maid and I expect the house to be spotless."

"You did well this afternoon when you saw me put all of your boxers in a
bag except for two pairs.  Do you know why I have left you with only two
pairs of boxers?"

"No Master."

"Because effective immediately you don't wear underwear except when I give
you permission and then it will be some special underwear that I get you in
Atlanta.  The two pairs of boxers are to be kept in the front hall closet
for when you open the door.  Take the two pairs now and put them in the
hall closet with that bathrobe.  When answering the door you may put on the
bathrobe and boxers."  William did so obviously embarrassed for being
entirely naked.  His cock swung freely as he walked and he put his hand on
it to stop the pendulum action.

"Come let's go eat dinner."

I sat at the table and told him to prepare our plates and he did so.  I put
my cocktail glass in the sink and poured myself a glass of red wine.  He
sat with me and I continued his education.

"I know that you are confused and have a hundred questions. Let me talk for
a while and you listen.  You will find that as I speak sometimes I will use
a different tone of voice, speak more slowly and distinctly.  As an
example, when I told you that you were not allowed alcoholic beverages
unless I served them to you.  The way I said it, in tone, cadence and
volume should have left you with no questions, other than perhaps as to why
the rule.  The simple answer is because I said so.  When we are sitting
here having dinner then we are TJ and William; on the sofa this evening it
was master and slave.  You are going to make some mistakes so don't worry
about it; also if you are in doubt then simply ask if we are on `free
time'.  If we are then great and if not then wait until we are."

"Any questions so far?"

`No."

"Good.  See you did not say sir or master and it was not necessary.  Now
when you went in to the bedroom to take off your cloths you put on a
bathrobe.  You were told to get naked and you did not.  You will be
punished for that when you go to bed."

"Earlier today I called Ruthie your secretary and had her clear your
schedule for all of next week.  We are going to Atlanta for a couple of
days.  Now when you go to the office you will dress just like you used to
do except that you won't be wearing underwear.  Now put the dishes in the
dishwasher, clean up the kitchen and meet me in the bedroom."

I fixed myself another vodka and waited on William.  We walked together
into the bedroom.  I told him, "Undress me and put my cloths away or in the
hamper as you go along, then come over here for your punishment."  He did
and I put him over my knee.  I slowly started to spank his bottom which
turned pink and then red.  He was mortified and threw wood which dangled
between my legs.

When done we went into the bathroom and I told him to lie down on the floor
on his side while I filled the enema bag with warm water and soap.  He did
and I showed him how to mix it, how hot to make the water and how to
administer it.  "Much of the bad things that can happen to you are
avoidable.  Just like this enema.  I am going to administer it to you this
evening and in the future you will do yourself, but I may well come in and
watch you, not because I am checking on you but because it is humiliating
to be a forty five year old man who is watched while he cleans himself out,
and for that matter having to clean yourself out daily on someone else's
order.  I would suggest that you do it in the morning and at night, if you
don't and there is a problem you will be upset.  You see when I fuck you
and if I decide not to leave my cock in you then you will clean my cock
afterwards, and if there is any shit on it that is going to be your
problem; and if when I fuck you I decide to leave my cock in you then you
will suck me clean first thing in the morning.  The other reason that I
want you clean is that I like to eat ass before I fuck it or even while you
are sucking me.  Now let me say one more thing; don't go cleaning the crack
of your ass just because you are sweating or have been sweating.  The smell
of a man's sweat that comes from around his cock or the crack of his ass is
fantastic."

He said, "TJ you might want to leave as I expel myself."

"Why?"

"The smell."

"You mean the smell of your shit?  That is a part of you.  It may not be my
favorite smell but there is not anything about you or that comes out of you
that I don't treasure.  Now hurry up and let's get done."

I sat on the side of the bathtub and watched him as he lay back on the
floor and filled himself up again.  Every time he looked at me I was
staring at him and he blushed and diverted his gaze to the floor.  Finally
he was done with the third expulsion, and I stopped him from wiping
himself, saying, "Stand up and bend over, spreading your legs."  He did so
and I saw that there were drips and drops of water on the back of his legs
as well as wetness in his crack.  I took some toilet paper and wiped his
ass clean.

"Good boy.  Now turn the shower on and get the temperature where you like
it."  I continued, "Now take the wash cloth and soap it up and wash me,
front and back, between my toes, then my head.  Finally, listen up.  The
only two things that I let up my ass hole are your finger – that is a
single finger your pointer finger and your tongue.  The finger you will use
now to make sure my chute is clean and your tongue when I give you a treat.
Finally shampoo my hair, put conditioner in it and then get me my drink.  I
will sit on the side of the tub and watch you while you wash yourself."

When he was done I had him dry me with a towel and then my hair.  He then
was allowed to dry himself.  I told him that every time he gave himself an
enema he needed to be sure to grease himself up.  "Also when you have a
bowel movement when say you are at the office you need to give yourself a
fleet enema."  He had a puzzled look on his face as I said, "Look under the
left vanity which is your side and you will see several boxes of them.  It
is a quick easy way to clean you out.  You will put several in your car,
office and brief case."

I said, "Go get on the bed on your hands and knees."  He did so and I took
the cherry flavored lube and applied it to his rectum.  It was amusing to
see him looking back over his shoulder at me to see what I was doing.  I
had put it on my finger and then put my finger up in him, repeating the
process until I was sure he was well greased.  When done, I put a small
dollop on the same finger and put it to his mouth.  "Open up."

His eyes got big but he did so and I told him, "Now suck my finger clean.
Any bad taste?"

"No sir. I like cherry flavor."

 "What I want to do now is for us to continue an over view of your
education. I am going to lie here on my back.  I want you to start either
at the top of my head or the bottom of one of my feet and I want you to
explore every inch of my body.  You may touch, rub, suck, kiss, look at or
otherwise examine.  You need to learn it from top to bottom.  When you
think that you are done I will turn over and you can do the front side.
Then I am going to do it to you."

It took him a little more than half an hour.  He sucked between my toes, he
smelled by my nuts.  I asked him, "What is you are doing?  It feels like
you are just sitting there looking."

"TJ, I did not know that you were so hairy from the top of the crack in
your ass, down the backs of your thighs to your knees."  I put my fingers
into the crack of his ass and spread him open.  I was amazed; his crack was
hairy all the way to the opening and the opening was hard to see because
the hair was covering it.  I leaned down to smell and parted the hairs to
see the hole better.  It was then I realized that the hair didn't grow down
to and over the hole, but rather the hair was rather long and was curly.
The other thing I noticed was that the hair was the same color as that on
his head, blond to dark blond.  I was amazed because TJ never had any hair
on his chest including no hairs around his breasts.  At the top of the
crack of his ass was a patch of hair that was probably as big around as a
soda can.  I slurped on his ass crack and slowly sank down to the opening.
I stuck my tongue in as far as I could get it and put a suction lock around
the hole, nipping on the pleats, blowing on the hair, and licking up all of
the smell and taste of my man.

I am not a hairy guy but I do have this patch at the top of the crack of my
ass.  He played with it, rolling the hairs around in his fingers.  It
really was very sensual.  He used his hands to spread my legs apart and
climbed in between them.  I told him that the area between the back of your
scrotum and your ass hole is your taint.  I told him to lick it and suck on
it.  He spent the better part of 20 minutes eating, licking and sucking on
my ass hole and my taint.

I asked TJ to roll over and I sat there and feasted on his body.  He asked
me, `Are you perving on my body?"

"Yes.  I just realized something that I never knew before right now.  Your
arm pits, pubic bush and the hair at the top of your crack and on the back
side of your body from your ass to your knew is entirely different than the
rest of your body.  You have a very light beard both in color and in the
density of the hair; you have little hair on your arms and legs, and none
on your chest, breasts and very little in the way of a treasure trail but
you are very hairy from the top of the crack of your ass to your knees,
both front and back.  Also I find your cock simply amazing.  It isn't that
long but lord is it thick; I don't think that it is much longer than mine,
certainly no more than an inch, but the shaft is several times as thick as
mine."  I picked it up, skinned the covering back, and leaned down to smell
him.  I especially liked the fact that he was not clipped and his foreskin
was neat.  It was because of TJ that when my son was born we did not have
him circumcised.

"While you're at that point there are three differences between our cocks:
mine is about an inch longer, but is much thicker, but the main difference
is that you are circumcised and I am not.  That means that you are going to
have to clean beneath my foreskin.  While my cock is only an inch longer
than yours, yours is 6 inches long, about an inch and a quarter across and
the same from top to bottom.  Therefore your cock is 6x1.25x1.25 or about 9
3/8 cubic inches.  Mine is 7 inches, only one inch longer, but is 2 and one
half across and one and a quarter from top to bottom.  Therefore my cock is
7x 21/2x1.25 or 13 1/4 cubic inches.  To put it into perspective, when my
cock goes into a pussy it displaces almost 50% more space than yours.  When
I put it in you the first several times it is going to hurt.  It has grown
a lot in the last 30 years."

"Yeah and as I recall it hurt then."

"It may have hurt then but that will not be comparable to now.  Frankly
there is not anything we can do about it except to go slowly, which we
will.  It is not my intent to injure you, and I won't injure you; however
it is going to hurt you, and quite honestly I think it should hurt.  After
all you going through one of the two most humiliating, and debasing things
a male human can go through – having another male to insert his dick
into your rectum – for that it should hurt; of course the other is to
suck the sperm from another males cock.  Of course I think that there are
others, some of which are going to be imposed upon you but that is a story
for another time.  Learn anything else?"

He replied, "I now understand why you don't want me to wash off my sweat.
When we took a shower I washed all of your musk and funk away.  Why didn't
you say something while I was washing you?  I was afraid to skin you back
because you use to say that it hurt."

"You are right, but as I have gotten older the skin has stretched and as
you can see when I am hard its skins partially back on its own.  I did not
tell you in the shower because I wanted to wait until after the shower.
Put your nose in there and you will smell my funk.  I want you to suck that
funk clean.  What do you think it tastes and smells like?"

"Musty, some moldiness, sweat and a fishy smell.  It tastes different from
anything I have tasted, but no bad; just different.  Why didn't I taste it
earlier?"

"Because of the lube.  Not only does the lube make the cock you are sucking
go back and forth easier but it also due to the flavor allows a novice to
be broken in."

William continued his inspection and when he got to the belly button he
asked if he could go into the bathroom and I gave him permission.  He came
back with a box of Q-Tips and a pair of tweezers.  He cleaned my belly
button by sucking on it and putting his tongue in it and then a Q-Tip to
get the grunge out.  I had my hand on his head, slowly stroking him and
giving him silent encouragement.  When he got to my arm pits he simply
stopped.  He must have spent 15 minutes on each pit, slurping, sucking,
licking and smelling until I was wet.

He paused at my tits to suckle on them and then moved on up to my face.  He
got a tissue and cleaned several black heads, cleaned my ears and checked
my scalp.  At his request I rolled back over and he started at the top of
my neck and hair line working his way down to my shoulders checking for
blemishes and cleaning them up as he went along.

He then continued on my legs to my feet.  He sat up, and said, "Master
thank you for letting me do that."

I looked at him for a moment, replied, "Why did you call me Master then?
We have been having a conversation between two life partners?  I am not mad
and you did no wrong I am just curious."

"I added the word Master because frankly I was over whelmed by your body.
I am so glad that I am a slave to you and your body."

I then repeated the process on his body.  I made more comments as I went
along, commenting on the fact that he needed to hit the gym and to diet.  I
started at the top of his head and when I got to his face, I told him to
keep his eyes open other than to blink and to hold my gaze.  I then kissed
him with an open mouth.  I was laying between his legs, my cock on his, my
chest bruising nipple to nipple, my hands behind his head.  I broke for a
moment and leaned my head down so that I could tongue his ear and bite on
this ear lobe.

While I was waiting during the day for William to think through his
decision to voluntarily enslave himself to me I did some on line research.
The thought came to me the day before when I had again made him submit,
spread his legs and I had gotten my hands on his sack that if he were my
slave and I could do what I wanted to him was there a way to stretch his
sack.  There was nothing wrong about the size of his nuts, the quantity of
the sperm they produced or the flavor and consistency of his juice. I
simply wanted the presentation of his genitals to be more pronounced and
stated.  To carry that out I decided to do some on line research.  I was
surprised as to what I found.

I got on to my knees, still between his legs and sat back on my heels.  I
looked down at his cock and balls.  His cock was hard with the head up by
his belly button and from my perspective out of my way.  I wanted access to
his nuts.  One of the constants in my life since age 13 was that time in
middle school when we came home during the heat of the day and wrestled.  I
have never gotten over or forgotten any detail of my getting him to
concede.  I really like to refer to it as having submitted to me, and as
evidence of that submission to have to spread his legs, put his hands
behind his head, to make his testicles defenseless, open and expose to
torment and torture.  The fact that he had to affirmatively spread his legs
and lift his belly up so that my hands gained this access simply heaped
insult to what was about to be injury.

I realized early on that having his nuts mauled and having to beg for me
not to hurt him was a sensual trip for him as well.  It seemed that both of
us were tied to his balls.  That being the case I was always surprised at
the difference in the two of us when it came to our scrotum and its
contents.  While our dicks were about the same length I was admittedly much
thicker, but when warm my sack hung down at least as far as my cock did
when soft; William's weren't the same way.  The actual size of his nuts was
bigger than mine but they were always up close to his body.

 I was afraid he would simply lie there unless told he could participate,
but those worries were unfounded.  Without prompting he spread his legs,
opening his ass to me, and lifted his legs to wrap around me.  His arms
tried to pull me closer.  He moaned, "Please, please."

I kneed William's nuts.  His face was shocked; he sucked in a breath and
lay there frozen. "What the fuck are you doing?"

"What Master?  What did I do?"

"Why did you try and wrap your legs around me and say, `Please, Please'?"

"I want you to fuck me."

"That is exactly what I am talking about.  This is not about what William
wants or even for that matter what William needs.  You no longer exist.
What you want doesn't matter.  You don't speak unless given permission and
you don't have wants and needs unless determined by me."

"Yes Master."

I continued down making him hold open his legs until I got to his dick.  It
was hard, leaking and keeping time with his heartbeat.  I sucked it in,
swallowing it into my throat.  I had his balls in my hand and when I felt
them draw up I pulled him back into my mouth and waited for his sperm.  He
shot a large load, sweet and creamy.  I held it in my mouth, and then
pulled his face to mine and shared it with him in an open mouth kiss.
"Tastes good doesn't it?"

I turned him over and ate his ass out.  I put my thumbs into his hole and
opened his chute so that I could see down into his inner core.  I licked
it; I sucked on it; and I fingered it.  I then reached into the bedside
table and opened a box of dildos.  There were 5 different thicknesses in
each of 3 lengths, short, medium and long.  I selected the medium length
and smallest in diameter, greased it and drove it home.

I rolled over and told him to take me in his mouth and to suck me dry.
When I shoot off in your mouth, hold it; don't swallow it.  Do not try and
deep throat me tonight.  I promise you that you can practice some more
tomorrow."

He went up and down on my cock, never once letting his teeth scrape me.  I
know the load that I shot was huge.  We kissed and licked each other clean.
I turned the lights out and asked him, "Do you like to sleep on your
stomach or your back?"

"Some of both I suppose."

"Well lie down on your back.  Put your legs together as tight as possible.
I put my cock between his thighs, my legs on the outside of his and my arms
under his arm pits and pulled him to me.  We were kissing and making out
when William was started moaning.  "Am I hurting you?"

"Yes.  I hurt.  I want you inside me not between my legs.  I need you; I
ach for you.  Please put it in me and fuck me."

"Stop that.  This is twice now I have told you.  You don't have needs.  I
am the only thing that you need.  Now get up here and lie across my lap you
have 50 slaps coming on the cheeks of your ass."

As I started administering the spanking I continued, "I am not going to do
that.  I would hurt you, tear something and ruin it.  Just trust me to take
our time and let this be very special after I train you.  Now you need to
know that the next time it will not be my hand I use to spank you but my
leather belt."

"Yes Master."

We lay there belly to belly, my cock in his warm sleeve.  By way of the
moon light I could see his eyes, and I kissed him, saying, "William I love
you; you belong to me now and I am never letting you go."

We slept and regretfully at some point in the night, my cock slipped out of
him