Date: Sat, 23 Jul 2011 17:16:11 -0400
From: dave stout <dodge1191@hotmail.com>
Subject: Slave Training Vignettes: Mountain Hike, Chapter #1

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This story contains descriptions of consensual sexual contact Male / Female
and Male / Male. As such it is erotic, designed for the entertainment of
mature adults.  If you are not of legal age to read such material, or if
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The first chapter is homoerotic; the lady is introduced in Chapter two,
Enjoy.


My initiation into a new world happened almost by accident. In the summer
between High school and College I decided to hike the Blue Mountain
range. My thought was to go alone and clear my head for my higher education
goal. I thought that a period of quiet time would be good for me after
breaking up with my girlfriend of 3 years, how wrong I was. In High school
I was a second-rate track star so I was sure that I had the stamina. At a
little over 5'10" and 160 pounds the hundred-mile hike I had planned should
be a cakewalk.

By the fourth day I could tell by the partially overgrown path that I was
virtually alone out here; in fact I hadn't seen another person in 3
days. This made it even more surprising when in the middle of a driving
rainstorm I abruptly came upon a small clearing with a nice rustic little
cabin against a creek bank. I was soaked and it looked like this was an all
day rain so I hurried towards the cabin intending to stay on the porch
while the rains poured down. When I got there I was soaked to the skin. As
I watched the rains pour down shivering in my wet clothes I was startled by
the door opening.

There was a very tall older man there I would guess about 40 but in very
good shape.

"Hi son, boy you sure are wet, why don't you come inside and dry off before
you get sick."

I was certainly eager to get dry, even under the porch roof I was dripping
wet. The cabin was dry with a nice fire going in a small wood stove.

"Why don't you get out of those wet things while I make you a cup of coffee
son, just strip down" he said with a smile.

I had often stripped in front of others in the school locker room so I
thought nothing of it even when he sat in a rocking chair watching me. I
was traveling light so the only dry clothes I had was another set of
underwear. I had to admit that I really was glad to rid myself of the damp
clothes as I stripped off my wet under-shorts. When I stood up he was next
to me handing over a towel and just staring at me. I finally got on my dry
jockey shorts and sipped my tea. As we chatted I learned that his name was
Kirk and he was married to a Lady named Jan. It seems that she would be up
later on in the week. Since there was no road into this place he used an
all-terrain vehicle to traverse the 20 something miles from the road. My
clothes were slowly drying but I was warm enough now being close to the
wood stove. Kirk got up and walked over to the side of my chair where there
was a toilet.

 "In a one room cabin everything is out in the open, I suppose we should
have enclosed this but we never got around to it" Kirk said.

He zipped down the fly of his pants and whipped out the thickest cock I had
ever seen. I wasn't gay but like everyone else I had stolen glances in the
shower and this was certainly a very big, very thick cock. I had never seen
anything quite like it and could not stop starring. When the mouth of the
cock head opened up the stream of piss looked like a fire hose splashing
down. I was still starring when he was finished and just standing there. I
realize now that he was posing, letting me get a really good look at his
magnificent looking piece of meat but at the time I just didn't think of
what kind of message my stares were sending.

I was still in a bit of a trance when he tucked it back in and refilled my
cup my last recollection was of being very sleepy. I don't know how long I
was out but as I slowly awoke I noticed it was now dark out and there were
soft, dim lights on in the room. I was on the floor and Kirk was in the
chair in front of me. As I tried to get up I found that I had my wrists
fastened behind my back and there was a short chain on my ankles.

The man, Kirk was talking to me; "Oh don't worry about the chains they are
there to keep you from kicking. That thing in your mouth is a ball gag, I
know it's uncomfortable but you will get used to it and it keeps you quiet
while I tell you the way it is. As of right now you're my captive and
you're going to become my suck slut. Oh don't pretend that you don't want
to, I saw the look in your eyes when you were starring at my prick. Just
let yourself go and you'll enjoy yourself. There is no one here but us and
since you're tied up there is really nothing that you can do about it
anyway so you're free. The restraints free people like you of their
inhibitions; with no choice you must serve me and any enjoyment you get is
then guilt free. Now I'm going to take the gag out of your mouth and I
expect you to keep quiet, think of this like it's a training program at
your old high school"

I kept quiet as he removed the ball gag contraption from my mouth.

Kirk continued; "Your dripping, the ball gag in your mouth sure makes your
saliva run doesn't it, actually anything in your mouth makes it run, eh."

He opened his robe and snaked out his cock again, what a tool, I thought!

"Get up on your knees boy so you can get a good look. With your ankles
chained it'll be difficult for you but believe me it'll be worth it to you
in the end" he said.

To this day I don't know why I did it but I struggled onto my knees ending
up at eye level with his monster has he spoke. "I think it's time for you
to perform boy, whether or not you know it yet this is what you want and
need."

He came closer and I could see the huge cockhead with its wide little
mouth, I was mesmerized by it. I know I was again starring but I couldn't
help it. He rubbed the rubbery cockhead across my lips and I panicked
pulling my face back. He slapped my face hard.

"Uh - Uh boy you know you want it now open your mouth before I get my whip
out. We can make this easy or hard for you, I really don't care, either way
I'll enjoy myself" he said.

It only took another slap and my mouth opened as he sat his cockhead on my
tongue. I closed my mouth around it and received another slap. He reached
down and grabbed a riding crop.

"OK boy I guess we need to give you a little more instruction in just who's
the boss here. I want you to bend over with your face on the floor and your
ass up" he told me.

I did as I was told and he moved around in back of me and I felt him
pulling my jockey shorts off my ass cheeks. He gave me 3 very hard blows
with the crop and then told me to spread my legs wider, I did and he rained
more blows down on my ass. I was sore and crying like a little girl when he
had me get up again on my knees and open my mouth.

Kirk told me, "Now boy here is the way I want it. I'll tell you what to do
and you do it exactly, not more, not less, just what I want."

To punctuate what he told me he reached down and again brought the riding
crop on my sore, red ass. "You look pretty good with your mouth open now
let me rest my cock on your tongue and you just breathe in until you get
used to the man smell of cock."

I did exactly as I was told this time and found the musty man smell almost
sweet as he talked. "OK boy just close your lips around the head and nurse
on that cockhead; that's right, you've got it just like a baby suckling on
its Mother's tit."

The rubbery, soft cockhead filed my mouth and stretched my jaw it was so
wide. "Now take some more of that meat in, suck it up boy. Ah that feels
good." He grabbed my head and slowly began feeding me more and more of his
cock. My jaws were aching but surprisingly it was a good ache.

I dimly heard his words of praise, the "good boy", "suck it harder boy"
words spurred me on. My mouth was being raped and I really wanted to please
this strange man for some reason. He stroked his big cock back and forth in
my mouth with a slow, relentless rhythm as he commented on my having a
hard-on. I suddenly sensed that it was swelling even larger in my mouth, he
was getting ready to cum; he was going to cum in my mouth.

There wasn't much time to panic as he sighed and blasted cum into my
sucking mouth. I swallowed and swallowed to keep from choking when he
pulled out and sent the last blast in my face, right up into my nose and
eyes. My eyes were watering and I was crying as he stuck it back in my
mouth with the order to suck it clean, I nursed on it until it was
clean. He closed his robe, sat down and began reading. I sat back on my
haunches and caught my breath has I wondered what was to become of me.

End of Chapter 1, more to come soon as Jan is introduced.

Comments and ideas are welcome at Dave at dodge1191@hotmail.com