Date: Sat, 19 Nov 2011 13:19:51 +0800
From: Ben Ng <ng.ben9@gmail.com>
Subject: Yes Master! Part 4

As I sat in the English class, all I could think of was what
I'd be doing to Dan during lunch time. It got me so hard I had
trouble hiding my hard-on. Dan kept peeking at me and
grinning; he knew how horny I was. He was enjoying himself,
watching me squirm in my seat. It was a game he was playing;
he wanted to see how much he could tease me and he enjoyed the
effects he had on me.

I was beginning to think there was no point for me to sit in
class since I wasn't listening. Not that I didn't want to
listen; I just couldn't concentrate. My cock was doing all the
thinking and my brain was filled with graphic sex. I've never
felt so horny in my life, and that's saying a lot.

It seemed forever, but the class was finally over. I think the
teacher said something about "research paper", "thesis" and
"draft", and something was due next week. However, my mind was
thinking about "sex", "fuck" and "ass". I threw my arm over
Dan's shoulders and started nudging him towards his apartment.

"Master, I'm starving. Can I have something to eat first?" Dan
said as he pointed to the cafeteria. I was pushing him to the
opposite direction.

"You can eat my cum for lunch."

He laughed. "Are you really so horny? I just sucked you off
two hours ago!"

"That was just foreplay. Your ass is the real deal." He shook
his head, but he didn't protest. He quietly walked towards his
apartment.

I whispered in his ears, "I'm going ram my hard cock in your
ass and fuck you for an hour! I'm going to take my time and
slow fuck you and make you beg for more!"

"Oh my God! This is too good!" His eyes sparkled and he
smiled. "You are perfect, Ben!"

"Why?"

"You talk dirty, you are always horny, you love my services
and you care enough to make me cum too! That's my perfect
guy!"

"Yeah, and you are my perfect slave!"

"You are really playing along, huh?"

"Why not? You call me Master, shouldn't I call you slave?"

"That's the idea, Master!"

Once we reached his studio, I locked the door behind me and
threw him on his bed. He looked a bit surprised but he got
into it. I started ripping his clothes off. I took my cock out
and roughly shoved it into his ass.

"Wait! Let me lube up first!" He grabbed a bottle of lube and
squeezed some onto my cock and his hole. I resumed pounding
him.

"From now on, my slave, you shall keep yourself lubed, because
you never know when I will use your ass!"

"Yes, Master!"

"And, your ass is mine and mine alone! And your mouth too!"

"Yes, Master!"

All the while, I was pounding him. At the start, I was a bit
uncomfortable with the whole master and slave thing, but I was
starting to get into it. Sometimes it scared me because it's
like I was becoming another person, but he was so into his
role it was easy for me to fit in. The scary part was that I
didn't know how far I would go.

Not that I had the time to think. I was too into fucking Dan
to care about anything else. Because I knew he liked it hard,
I was giving it to him hard. But, I also wanted to last a long
time so I started to slow down after a while. Dan seemed
disappointed, but just like his slow suck, I was going to give
him a slow fuck to tease the hell out of him.

When it was about twenty minutes into the fucking he was
begging me to fuck him harder. I slowly increased pace until I
was pounding hard in him again. We changed positions a few
times, trying to see which way we liked it most. Dan loved
face to face because he wanted to see my face and body. I
liked that too, but I preferred doggy style, so we switched
around. He also tried to ride my cock as I lay flat on his
bed. I was doing everything to prolong my enjoyment. I even
tried to fuck him standing up, with him pushed against the
wall.

It was quite a workout, but I felt like a porn star. I never
knew fucking a guy could be so much fun. There were so many
kinky things that girls won't do. Dan was open to anything. He
was every bit as kinky as I was. Just like he said, we were
perfect for each other. A horny top and a slutty bottom found
each other.

As I pumped into his ass looking at his face contorted in
pleasure and pain, I suddenly felt something. I felt like I've
found my soul mate. We just seemed to match each other. I
wanted to have him around me. Just as I was thinking this, Dan
seemed to have noticed I looked different. He looked at me and
smiled. There was a connection.

That pushed me over the edge. It was two strangers finding
each other; two horny guys lusting after each other. Yet, at
that moment it was more than sex. We were not only using each
other's body to get off; we bonded. It wasn't romantic love;
it was more like brotherly love. It's hard to explain. That
feeling, that connection made me feel warm inside, and made me
shoot my load. As I climaxed, I pressed deeply in him. Dan
wrapped his meaty legs around me and held me tightly as I shot
again and again in him. When it was over, I collapsed onto
him, our sweaty bodies pressing together. He wrapped his arms
around me and held me close. It was so tight, as though he was
afraid of letting me go. Then he kissed my neck and whispered
something that sounded like "I love you, bro." But it was so
soft I barely heard it.

It took us a long time to calm down. We were both breathing
hard and he held me so tightly I could barely breathe. There
was definitely something more. He couldn't have felt so
strongly to someone he met for two days.

"Are you ok, Dan?"

His eyes opened, as if suddenly realizing who I was. A look of
disappointment was on his face, but it quickly changed back to
a smile.

"That was wonderful, Ben! It reminded me so much... so much of
my..." His voice trailed off, never quite telling me who.

"Your?"

"Ben, if I told you a secret, will you promise me to never
tell anyone, and not look at me differently?"

"Sure. What is it?"

"You are so much like my brother. I love my brother, but he's
married now."

"You and your brother... fuck each other?"

"He's been fucking me since I was twelve."

"Wow. That's like... six years?"

"He stopped when I was seventeen, so it's more like five
years. He got married and never fucked me again."

"And you miss him."

"I love him. To him it's all fun and games, but to me, it's
love."

"That's why you found me."

"From the moment I saw you, I knew you were like him. The same
kind of football jock look, the same kind of body, the same
way you walk and talk."

"That's why you were stalking me."

"I couldn't resist. You reminded me so much of him. I just
wanted to be around you."

"What about the master and slave thing?"

"He used to make me his slave and ask me to do things for him.
It's all part of a game. He never abused me or anything, and I
went along willingly. It started off as a bet; the one who
lost would be a slave to the other. He was bigger and smarter,
so he usually won. He'd ask me to jerk him off, then it slowly
progressed to sucking him. When it was his eighteenth
birthday, I was twelve and he fucked me for the first time."
As Dan said this, he was deep in thought, clearly engrossed in
his fond memories.

"Lucky guy." I smiled at him, which he smiled back.

"He was really gentle the first time. I loved it. I've fallen
in love with him since then. I wanted to please him; to have
him use my ass whenever he pleased."

"I'm sure you guys fucked a lot." I grinned.

"Every night, sometimes two to three times."

"Must be fun."

"It was, but it all stopped last year when he got married."

"Too bad."

"But I found you." He looked at me with what could only be
described as love.

"But... I'm not your brother."

"I know... but you are so much like him."

"Dan, you can't treat me like your brother. It's not right!"

"Why not?"

I paused for a moment. Why not? I didn't know how to answer.

"Ben, I'll fulfill your every sexual need. Can you be my
brother?"

Can I? I didn't know. But "fulfilling my every sexual need"
certainly caught my attention.

"I'll try, Dan. It's an unusual request, but I'll try."

"Thanks, bro." He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. When
he opened his eyes again he looked like a new person. "Now, we
still have some time. Would you like me to suck you off?"

"How about we sixty-nine so I can suck my little bro too?"

He gave me a big, hearty smile and went to work.