Date: Sat, 20 Mar 2010 09:32:09 -0400
From: Dawson Spear <dawson.spear@gmail.com>
Subject: Chapter 14 of Thomas

From Chapter 13

Hugo said, "Fine.  Hand me the razor and shaving cream and spread your
legs; if I am the man in this family then you will have no hair around your
pussy or that area next to your pussy.  I am going to shave you and you
will appear in the showers with all of the rest of the guys in the school
with no pubic hair.  Do you have a problem with that?"

Jeff's response was, "Do want to shave me or do you want me to shave
myself?"

"I will shave you this time and you will keep yourself shaved from this
point forward."

Chapter 14

Jeff lay there as Hugo shaved his pubes.  Hugo had a sense of humor and so
he left the thin line of hair that grew from Jeff's pubic hair to his belly
button, but shaved all of the hair above his little cock and from his
balls.  It did not take long, but the impact was immediate, and Hugo
wondered what Jeff's response and reaction was going to be.  Jeff looked
down and studied his naked groin.  He looked up at Hugo and had a slight
but brave smile as a tear ran down his cheek.  Hugo could tell that Jeff's
pubic hair had been important to him.  Hugo decided to push the envelope.
He put more shaving cream in his hand and slowly spread it on Jeff's
armpits.  He said nothing but never broke eye contact with Jeff.  He then
slowly but surely shaved the hair from under Jeff's arms.  Having finished,
he then shaved all three areas a second time to be sure they were clear of
any stubble.

Hugo took him into his arms and said, "Why did you `let' me shave you?  Why
did you agree to continue to shave yourself?"

Jeff took a deep breath and said, "It is not a matter of what I want.  It
is a matter of what you want.  I have thought about this feeling that I
have; I really had not realized just how much I had considered what we have
been doing.  What you said earlier made me see it far more clearly.  I am
willing to give up my life to be of service to you.  I will give up
everything to serve you.  I now know that you will protect me and provide
for me.  I am not worried about anybody teasing me about my pubic hair
having been shaved because I know that you will not allow me to be hurt by
anyone; humiliated yes; hurt no.  I do have a question to ask you.  I am
not sure how I am supposed to act around you.  Do I call you sir in public?
It would seem strange to call you sir when we are cuddling here on the
recliner.  How do I tell?"

Hugo thought for a moment before replying.  Then he said, "I will always do
everything in my power, as long as there is a breath in my body to provide
for you and to protect you.  You are the most precious thing to me in this
world.  To answer your question directly you tell from where we are and
what we are doing.  For instance, like now calling me sir would be out of
context.  I am still in charge but you don't need to act submissive; you
need to be submissive but don't have to act it.  When I call you boy you
need to be dominated by me and what I want done."

Hugo continued, "Do you really understand just how prepared to submit to me
you are going to have to be; just how much I might push the envelope?  For
example, if I told you to spread your legs, lifted them onto my shoulders,
lubed up my cock and your pussy and stuck it in you, what would you do?"

Jeff never hesitated.  "I would lie on my back, spread and lift my legs and
open myself up to you."

"You do understand that it would tear your pussy to the point that you
would be bleeding?  You would be in pain?"

"I don't know if I would or not, as I have never experienced that or
considered it; but that is not the point.  The point is that if you want to
tear my pussy apart until it bleeds then that is just what would have to
happen and I would have to endure it.  I know that if that were what
happened, you would get me the medical attention that I needed.  You are my
master; you are my owner; I have agreed to this arrangement because I need
it to make my life fulfilled and I trust you to accept that trust and
protect it and me.  You may think that it is strange that when you come to
the cubicle directly from football practice all sweaty, that I am here
waiting on you, my having already showered and clean; and, that I then need
you to rub me with your arm pit wetness and smell; some people call it body
odor and don't like the smell; you may be puzzled that I take my hands and
wipe the sweat from the crack of your ass and rub it all over my face; that
I get down on my hands and knees and lick and suck your essence from around
your cock and balls, but I need it.  The smell makes me whole; it gives me
purpose; I am reminded that I am here for your pleasure and dominance; I am
here to serve you and to be of service to you."

 Hugo realized that he had found what he wanted and needed.  He took Jeff
in his arms and kissed him deeply, putting his tongue into Jeff's mouth,
letting his tongue brush over each of his teeth; taking possession of
Jeff's mouth; exercising dominion over yet another part of Jeff's body.
Jeff lay there and allowed Hugo to exercise dominion and control over this
mouth, and when Hugo pulled his tongue back, Jeff did not follow.  Hugo
returned the tip of his tongue to Jeff's mouth and licked the tip of Jeff's
tongue and Jeff realized that Hugo wanted him to allow his tongue to follow
Hugo's.  Jeff allowed his tongue to go into Hugo's mouth; enjoyed the
warmth, and became familiar with his master's mouth and taste.

Hugo broke off the kiss and took Jeff's ear lobe into his mouth, tugging on
it before putting his tongue into Jeff's ear; sucking and blowing into
Jeff's ear.  Jeff started getting more and more horny, rubbing Hugo's back.
He squirmed so that he was flat on his back, and moved his legs so that
Hugo was lying between them.  He spread his legs, opening himself up to
Hugo completely, and before he could control himself he started humping
Hugo; Hugo pulled back, leaned down and popped Jeff's nuts; both of them.
He thumped them hard.  "Stop.  I control what we do, when we do it and how
we do it. You need to start controlling yourself.  I don't want to have
your dick hard and flopping around all the time.  It is my dick that
controls not yours.  If you don't get control of yourself, I won't let you
cum for weeks maybe even months.  Do you know how I can do that?"

"Yes sir I know that you can do that, I don't know how and no sir I don't
want that.  How can that be when I have a wet dream and I don't control
it?"

"Well they make a male chastity device.  It is a cylinder, and you put it
around the cock when it is soft.  First, you push it down so that the cock
can't get any longer and then you close up the cylinder so that the cock
can't swell in size.  Then you strap in around the scrotum with a wire,
which you lock.  You won't be able to take it off unless I unlock it.  It
has holes in it so that when you sit down and pee, the pee can come out the
holes.  If you start to get a hard on you will be in terrific pain.  It
does no permanent damage, but the pain is so bad that it does not take but
once or twice and then you won't get a hard on anymore.  The downside is
that if I leave it on too long there have been reports that your brain
turns a switch and you will never get a hard on again.  They say that you
can still cum, but only if you are stimulated anally.  I have ordered one.
Do you want me to use on you?"

"No; please master don't use it on me.  I do have a question to ask you.
When you are fucking me, and if I get that feeling like I did when you were
finger fucking me what do I do I do when I have to cum?"

"What I want you to learn to do is to control your ejaculation.  I realize
that you need to cum.  What I want you to realize is that I want you to cum
when I want you to cum.  What I mean is I don't want you to cum when I am
fingering you or when I first start to fuck you.  I want you to wait until
you learn that I am cumming and then I want you to cum with me, but only
after I have started to cum.  You need to let me fuck the cum out of you;
you are not to touch your cock except to wash it and to hold it when you
pee and then you better not stroke it or play with it.  I not only control
when and how you cum, your climaxes will be caused by me.  Think about this
and everything else: I am in control; I dominate you, what you do, how you
do it, when you do it, and that especially includes your right, ability and
the circumstances of your ejaculations."

"Is it alright if while I am learning if I thump my nuts?"

"Yes.  Let me explain the reason in addition to the domination issue.  If
you are humping me, trying to get off, what are you doing?  You are
thinking about you and your getting your nut.  What I demand is that you do
everything you can to not only help me get my nut, but that the nut I get
is the best I can enjoy.  Your cumming because I let you cum, because I
fuck the sperm out of you, that I control the ejaculation, that your
getting your nut is the result of me."  "I am sorry Master; I did not
understand the impact of my actions.  Thank you for explaining it to me."

While lying there without either boy realizing what was happening, Hugo's
cock had started to poke behind Jeff's scrotum, in that area between his
sack and his hole; in part because of their rolling around and in part due
to Jeff's having lifted his legs so that they were around Hugo's torso and
locked behind his back.  Hugo realized that they needed to put a cushion
under Jeff's back and he unlocked Jeff's legs and did so and then on second
thought he put a towel over the cushion.

When the arrangements had been made, and Jeff's legs were once again locked
around Hugo, they both realized that between the cushion and the lock that
Jeff's legs afforded them that his nether regions were on the same level as
Hugo's cock.  And, speaking of his cock, if they could see it they would
both have been amazed, because it looked different.  First, it had swelled
in size; the shaft that is, had increased in girth and if at all possible,
it was stiffer than ever before.  There was no bend in it; there was no
give; it did not flex.  The helmet had also gained a size never before
achieved, even when in the throws of ejaculation.  Finally, the helmet had
changed colors: it was a deep purple; the slit in the end was open, gapping
and a steady stream of watery precum flowed out of it; the substance was
slippery, smelled like cum, but was not the thick stark white protein that
would follow.

Hugo allowed the head of his cock to get in between the cheeks of Jeff's
cleft and rub up and down, over, back and forth and on Jeff's rosebud.
Jeff lay there whimpering, making mewing noises, groans, moans, and sounds
that Hugo had never heard before from a man, woman or child.  He reached
down and using the precum that had leaked out of him, he wet his fingers,
scooped it up, and further lubricated Jeff's pussy.  He had previously
applied the bottled lube to Jeff's anal passage.  Now he used Nature's
lubrication to stimulate Jeff's lips, causing the lips to open up and the
bud to begin to blossom.  He looked down and could actually see that the
pleats in Jeff's asshole had stretched out and that the opening was there
puckering and relaxing; opening and closing as if it were it was trying to
scratch it self, to stroke itself, to stimulate itself; searching for
something that it could not find.

Jeff's hands were around Hugo's neck, when Hugo nuzzled Jeff's ear again,
licking, kissing and sucking on it.  He then whispered to Jeff, "Reach down
between us, take hold of my cock and put it at the entrance to your pussy.
Don't say anything; don't do anything; but especially don't close your eyes
or look anywhere except into my eyes; especially don't close your eyes."

Jeff did so without question.  From his perspective, no bitch had ever been
in heat more than he was at this point.  People could have come in the room
and he would never have known it.

Hugo began bearing down, pushing his cock forward towards its prize; the
sleeve it had been searching for, wanting to capture.  He could feel the
bud open further towards the full bloom that it was going to achieve
momentarily.  He hoped that he had stretched Jeff sufficiently, but there
was no turning back at this point; like Jeff, had the headmaster walked in
at that moment he would have had to take a number and wait because Hugo was
not going to be denied his busting Jeff's hymen.  As the bud opened all the
way, Hugo could tell it was not enough, and let up the pressure on his
drive forward.  He did not stop; he merely slowed the progress to allow
some additional stretching.  Slowly, ever so slowly, the pleats filled out
and the head of Hugo's mammoth cock entered into Jeff's pussy.  As its
entry was accomplished, precum leaked out at a feverish pace, making the
way easier on Jeff.  Finally, the head was in and had you been standing
there you would have sworn that you could hear the lips of Jeff's pussy
snapped shut around the shaft.

Hugo saw Jeff's eyes roll back in his head and knew that the moment was at
hand.  He flexed all of his two hundred pounds into his hips, which drove
forward with uncontrolled fury, resulting in his hips gaining speed and
force, pushing his cock into Jeff's cunt until there was no more.  His
pubic bone was rubbing up against Jeff's freshly shaved groin.  Hugo knew
that the pain would be incredible when Jeff regained his presence.  He
leaned back, keeping his cock buried all of the way into Jeff but so that
he could see where they were joined.  Jeff opened his eyes and without
saying a word conveyed to Hugo the request to cum and Hugo responded with a
look that caused Jeff's cock which had deflated as a result of the
breaching of his cherry regain its erect state and immediately unleashed a
torrent of sperm.  It shot out of the end with such force that the splatter
could distinctly be heard in the silence; that first explosion was followed
by weaker follow-ups until there was no more force, but still the sperm
flowed like water.  It pooled and then ran down Jeff's sides, tickling him.
He started to squirm and then laugh as it tickled him and Hugo was
speechless.  He had never seen, even heard or read about such an
occurrence.  The boy simply lay there and watched as Jeff's system purged
itself of all cum.  Hugo swore that if he had immediately reached down and
masturbated Jeff's cock that Jeff might experience another orgasm but it
would be a dry run as there could simply be no sperm left in him.

Hugo lay there for another period of time.  It felt like an hour but was a
matter of minutes at most, before he pulled his cock back.  The internal
muscles of Jeff's cunt tightened down on the helmet and shaft as it was
withdrawn, naturally wanting to give the maximum amount of pleasure to
Hugo's cock and perhaps subconsciously because it did not want the cock
taken away.  Hugo had no intention of withdrawing his cock completely; he
had worked too hard to get to this point.  The helmet came up against an
obstacle as it was withdrawn; the lips of Jeff's cunt had closed around the
shaft, which being smaller in diameter than the helmet had locked down so
that the withdrawal was stopped naturally.  Hugo paused for a moment and
then started the downward push.  Naturally and without thought or effort,
Jeff's internal muscles relaxed and waited for their reward, for the helmet
to come back, scratching, rubbing and making love to the walls of Jeff's
cunt.  Jeff's brain went back into over load; and, then the world came to
an end.  Hugo's cock had been rubbing over that spot and the message just
arrived in his brain.

From Hugo's perspective Jeff's prostate seemed swollen and as a result when
Hugo's cock got to it, the prostate felt like it extended into the colon,
and the head of Hugo's cock would push over it and then like the lips of
Jeff's asshole it closed around the head, causing even more rubbing and
stimulation to the gland.  When Hugo started to pull back the process was
reversed and the helmet was caught up in the bulge of the prostate that
protruded into the colon; as a result, there was some resistance, which
caused Hugo to exert some force to pull the head past the gland, and which
result stimulated Jeff tremendously.  Hugo pulled back on his dick until
the helmet was stopped by the inner ring of Jeff's anal muscle; he looked
down into Jeff's face and slowly started the downward stroke.  In and out;
up and down went Hugo's cock driven by his hips and ass.  Jeff lay there
making little mewing sounds, legs spread as far apart as his hips would
allow.  Every time Hugo pulled his dick out of Jeff, Jeff without thinking
or conscious effort lifted his hips off the recliner, trying to keep Hugo's
pile driver in his pussy.  Yes he now thought of it as his pussy; he
realized that one of his purposes in life was to create for Hugo the
absolute best fuck that Hugo had ever experienced; he did not know how but
it was his purpose to make the next fuck better than this one.  He did not
want Hugo to make love to him; he wanted Hugo to fuck him.

Hugo obliged him, driving his hard, stiff shaft into the warm inviting
hole; precum was flowing out of the head of his penis at such a rate that
while the hole was tight it was squishy with lubrication; the excess was
pulled out by the helmet and ran down the crack of Jeff's ass to the towel.
There was a steady flow.  Hugo could feel the sperm starting its journey up
from his testicles; it was so hot that it burned the tubes flowing deep in
Hugo's baby makers and out of the end of his cock.  The sperm shot into
Jeff's rectum with such force that Jeff swore he could feel both the force
and the heat from the molten white protein.  Hugo shuddered as if he had
run into a brick wall while sprinting.  Everything went black, and then red
followed by a yellow starburst.  He could not breathe; he was wet with
sweat; it dripped off the end of his nose onto Jeff's face; his armpits
were wet with the pleasure he had experienced.

Hugo started to pull his cock out of Jeff's ravaged rectum, only to feel
Jeff's legs tighten around his back and Jeff's arms pull down from around
his neck.  Hugo heard Jeff's strangled moan and saw the plea in his eyes.
He stopped the withdrawal and allowed his hips to be pulled causing his
prick to forcibly plunge back into Jeff's rectum, and the helmet to once
more massage the prostate.  It was all that was needed for Jeff to cum;
however, this orgasm was unlike any that Jeff had ever experienced.  It was
so intense in the feel that Jeff was sure that he would be discharging
blood mixed semen.  When he looked down his belly, he was surprised that
the entire discharge was barely dribbling out of the end of his cock, and
consisted of a runny white liquid.  The feeling was so strong but the
discharge so weak.  He then remembered the discharge that was literally
forced out of him when Hugo had popped his cherry, when the semen had run
out of his cock like water from a faucet.  He knew then that his training
was complete.

Jeff looked up into Hugo's face saw the fulfillment and satisfaction and
was complete.  He also realized that Hugo's cock had not gone down after
his orgasm.  The cock had not lost any of its firmness; the shaft was still
as rigid and unyielding as it had been.  Hugo removed his penis from Jeff's
cunt, and it stood out from his hairy groin in all of its majesty,
glistening, pulsating, and glowing with the polish of cum and rectal
juices.  A drop of consisting of cum and juice formed on the very tip as
Hugo held himself up on his knees and arms looking down at Jeff.  Jeff
looked up at Hugo and his cock, saw the majesty, the pulsating and
glistening shaft glowing with cum and rectal juices and realized that Hugo
had been correct when he had said that a guy made love to a pussy but
fucked a cunt.  Hugo had infact fucked his cunt and fucked it well.
Although he had a hard time moving, Jeff sat up, bent over and took Hugo's
cock deep in his mouth, into his throat, swallowing and making oral love to
it.  He drove his tongue deep into the swollen and open slit, reaming out
the remnants of Hugo's ejaculation; he cleaned it.  Jeff suckled on the
penis, swirling his tongue around the head causing Hugo to have a second
orgasm.  Not much sperm flowed, but it was enough to satisfy Jeff's need
and to show his devotion to Hugo.  The boys lay down together missing the
afternoon sports programs.  Their workout more than equaled what would have
been experienced on the field.  They were one with each other; they were
complete.

Postscript:

I had planned to end this story at this point.  At the urging of several of
the readers (thanks to all who have written but especially to Mark and
S.A.M.) I am going to continue it.  I have started on Chapter 15 but it may
be a week before it is posted.  As always, your comments and suggestions
are welcome; and, yes, Thomas will be explained.