Date: Thu, 24 Mar 2005 18:37:54 +0000 (GMT) From: Chaim Subject: Playing Wild West 8 Playing Wild West 8 Chaim (bchaim) bchaimstory@yahoo.co.uk (M/t, beginning, underwear, oral, nipple play, bondage) I hope you enjoy it! It very interested hearing your reactions. Before starting with the story of `Jonathan and Chaim' I want to wish all my readers happy Easter holidays. HAPPY PURIM! Thanks to all who wanted this 8th chapter and who wrote to me. Thanks guys! My reward is your mail! Well, again, I live in The Netherlands (Amsterdam) my mother tongue is Dutch. To write in English is special. Sometimes it will be not correct. Sorry for any mistakes. Smile, I hope to hear from you if you like my story. Special effects are welcome. You have to be 16+ to read this. (Dutch law) Enjoy it and let me know what you want me to do with this story. Comments and suggestions are very welcome at: bchaimstory@yahoo.co.uk --------------------------- The last lines of part 7 You need some to follow it. --------------------------- "A bit nervous, Chaim?" I ask him, smiling. I spread my hairy legs and without question he walks between them. I close them playfully, my knees are on his tights. "Not really...well...a bit, perhaps. This is so unexpected. Jonathan, I thought you went away and... and..." He bows over to me and I see tears in his eyes. I kiss my face everywhere. I find his lips and open my mouth. We kiss hard and urgent. Our tongues meet in a warm wet struggle. When we stop, we both have to find our breath again. "I see, beautiful kisser. No need to be nervous at all. You have every reason to relax and be confident about yourself. You are a nice boy and I love you. We will have a great week together. We played and you've worked hard with me the last days. I'm pleased with your training being my little boy, my `little Indian prisoner'." At that, he flashed me his gorgeous smile, while absently brushing his erect nipple through the thin cotton of his tank top. Looking at Chaim, my young faced boy rubs his own little nipple, now he is teasing me. This is so nice to see and it has an intense horny effect on me. It feels like someone has gently squeezed my balls. My cock gets hard looking at him. Soon, his nipple was not the only thing to be erect. My cock tents the cotton of my white briefs. I am so glad with him and ask, "You want to play right now, my boy?" "Yes, Master, of course I want to play!" Chaim smiles and he looks absolutely delicious and so sexy. We walk into my living room and I put the boy into position. His arms are in his neck and I put his legs slightly spread. I kiss his neck and cheeks. He follows my orders without questions. I admire his smooth pits and start to lick them. Chaim shivers but he manages to stay into his position. My tone is firm and demanding when I ask him, "What do you think about your situation now, my boy?" ------------------- Playing Wild West 8 Jonathan ------------------- My tone makes him uncertain again. His little, sweaty legs tremble and a deep red blush covered his cheeks. I feel pity for my boy. These two days changed our lives. He is young and vulnerable. "Oh, you mean this week, Sir," he said manfully, "I really love it, my Boss. I really like to stay with you this week." "Chaim," I say, "I am very pleased with you. I've seen you now for two days and we had a great time. You are my little slave boy now when we play. Remember that, my `little Indian Warrior, you are my prisoner. Trust me and follow my rules. We both will enjoy that." The boy swallows hard, his eyes darts around the room, and he becomes even redder in his face. I wonder what is going on in his mind. I am proud of him, he keeps his position. His lips tremble and for a moment. "Yes, Sir!" "Chaim, I know you are sometimes a bit nervous, that's normal. Sometimes I am nervous myself, nothing wrong with that." He blinks and whispers something I can't follow. "Sorry boy, what did you say?" Chaim swallows again, and says very softly, "I don't know, Jonathan, sir. I just... don't know what will happen and can do everything you want. I don't know or I can full fill all your wishes. I don't want to be sent away! Please, never do that! I trust you and will be a good boy and friend to you." I strike his hair to reassure him, "Good boy, I know you can do it! I am sure of that. I will give you time, be sure of that. You like to play, don't you?" "Yes, Boss, of course! I love to play and to be your little slave boy, Sir." Looking at his tenting shorts I know he is telling me the truth. We are ready for more and I know my boy is eager to follow me all the way. I guess that he must realize what I want to do. I want to tease him, play with him. Our role play... and I will give him all. I will try to make our secret dreams real. I will give him his desired submissive status. Now, standing there in position with his hands in his neck, he looks somehow guilty, fearful, proud and very horny. Chaim starts to relax. He is more at ease now, but his sexual energy is radiating from his very good-looking body. His youthful beauty adds a special charm to his discomfort. I simply love him. "Come over here my boy, this isn't going to hurt in a bad way. We will start very easy." Chaim walks over to me and stands in position close to my body. I lift his Tank top over his blond head and his shoulders. I take it slowly all of the way off, exposing his little young chest. He has such a nice smooth narrow chest and juicy little nipples. I stroke his nipples and his body reacts with a shiver. I hear him, taking his breath in. I pinch each of his nipples in turn and enjoy the sight of my young friend fighting his discomfort and desires. Chaim groans and must feel some pain but he doesn't use his safe word. It is my signal to continue. I can touch him everywhere now, if I want. And so, while I speak to him about the importance of standing in position for his Master, I begin to grope him. I play with his boy cock inside his black soccer shorts. Chaim is rock hard and his cock is moving in my hand. He presses his hard cock real hard into my hand. I keep him on a distance. I know he want to smash his body against mine. I stroke the smooth skin of his chest ending my little journey at his nipples again. He gasps when I pinch them. This time I take care of them a little harder. His young face is total concentration and he takes deep breaths. Chaim whispers, "Ugh! Please, Ugh, Jonathan, Sir!" I see he closes his eyes and sweat drips from his face. "Sorry, what is that?" I say to him, "Please, what? my boy?" Chaim opens his eyes and he looks at me, "Boss, ...nothing Sir. I just, agh," Chaim mumbles when I keep on playing with his boy tits... stroking them, pinching them. He sighs when I grab his little even nipples harder. I start to squeeze and cup them. I know the moment is here. I let my voice drop to a husky whisper, "This is what you were thinking of during you're your stay on my kitchen floor. You wanted to be my boy and little slave. You wanted me to be hard and demanding. To make you my submissive boy. You want to be one with my will and desire. I that what you want, my boy, Chaim?" I say it slowly and my tone is firm, making sure there is no doubt about my intentions. My hands are still playing with his now sore nipples. They stand proud and erect on his boy chest. He just grunts as reply. "You like it, don't you?" Chaim gasps and blushes like a mad boy. It only makes my cock grow harder. It is so sexy to let my little boy sweat like this. He nods his head, "Yes, Boss, I want it all! Please do it to me! I dreamed about it a lot. I want to be your submissive boy." I leave him. I take his black leather belt from my bedroom. I fully remove it from his cut off jeans and take a moment to admire it. I bring it close to his face and smell the leather. "This is really nice leather belt you got here, boy." "Yes Sir, I got it from my uncle last Chanukah. I use it always when I wear my blue jeans." "I'll bet you like it, my boy. Maybe you will like it also to get your cute little boy butt slapped with it. You will like that? A good ride of your own belt? You ever dreamed about that?" My little Chaim hesitates a bit before answering my question, "Well, maybe I will like it if you do that, Sir. But, just a couple of times. I fear the pain, I dreamed about you punishing me... I don't know. Please don't get me wrong, this is all so new to me. Of course you can use it. You can use it to punish your little `Indian warrior' when I do something wrong. It is up to you, my Boss." I just grin and will remember that. I drop his leather belt to the floor, I will use it maybe later this week, if he is ready. "Good boy!" I go to work on his black soccer shorts. I really like the sight of him this way. His bare chest and cute little naked legs and feet. Slowly I take the waistband and I pull his black soccer shorts down until they are around his ankles. Now my boy is only in his tight white cotton briefs. Chaim has already quite a nice boy bulge. It displays the level of his young and eager excitement. The head of his trembling cock lifts the waistband of his briefs. I take a few moments to admire his nearly naked body before I want to expose his beautiful boy cock. I love strip down his white underwear, but I can wait... Teasing him is part of my horny game. Chaim has still a hairless body, with only a few sparse light hairs on his arms and on his legs below his knees and but not even a small patch underneath each arm. His belly above the waistband of his white cotton briefs is perfectly smooth and very inviting. You can actually count some ribs on him, but he also has some very nice definition as well. It was a very nice combination of still a boy and developing teen. He beautiful stomach and some nice firm pecs, but mounted on a slim boyish body. I feel and stroke his smooth hard stomach. I ask him with a big smile, "You are sure, my boy, you don't work out at school or in a secret place in the forest?" "No Sir, I don't need to work out, I live in the country and I am sometimes a great `Indian warrior'." I laugh at his smart remark. I move my strong hands up along the inside of his thighs and young Chaim begins to moan. I can see he has some trouble to keep in position and my stroking hands must make my boy very horny. A little wet spot forming on the white cotton waistband of his briefs. I drop to my knees and take my time going over his body with my tongue. I am testing and probing his smooth salty skin around the line of his briefs. Leaving his briefs in place I lick and bite him very where. I enjoy his skin, his boy salty boy sweat. Chaim is very excited and he is trembling in his position. Swear drips from his face to his chest. Every moment I expect him to make a move, but he is proud and strong. I want to know exactly what my boy's hot spots are. Judging by Chaim's squirming and moaning, I figure that he has super sensitive balls and is rather ticklish under his arms and around his thighs. He certainly likes getting his body licked everywhere, I am sure about that! I move to his belly button and go down again. I lick with my tongue across the top of the waistband of his white briefs avoiding his nearly exposed circumcised cock head... and along the inside of his thighs again. Chaim groans out loud in frustration. I will have fun with my boy this week! Leaving him there with his erection straining at the fabric of his white cotton briefs, I get up and tell him, "Stay where you are, my boy. Keep your hands behind your neck and stay in that position. Remember you are my little prisoner this week. You have to follow my orders without questions." Chaim just nods his head and his eyes are sparkling. I see joy and frustration in his eyes. I go to my bathroom and I take a long cold shower. It is a warm day. I know Chaim stands there in the middle of my living room and he waits for me. It is a strange feeling of power and it feels so good. I dress in a pair of tight white briefs and a white T shirt. Looking in the mirror I see a tanned Israeli. Strong and powerful from his training in the army. My hard defined muscles show under the cotton of my tight T shirt and the outline of my cock is clearly visible in my briefs. Chaim will like that! Day dreaming at him, I love this boy, my little teen. My Chaim will become my boy, my slave and lover. I feel the need to stroke my cock and to release the tension in my balls, to spray my load dreaming about his nearly naked body. It must be great to cover his briefs with my cum. I am his Master! I decide against it. I need to cool down... We will have a great week together! I go to the kitchen to take a glass of orange juice and a swing of gin from the fridge. Normally I don't drink in the afternoon, but this is an exception. Once I have my drink in my hand, I sit down on the couch. I slowly stroke my cock and watch Chaim, just some feet away. Chaim stands there still in his position, legs spread and his hands in his neck: firm, proud and so young. After a while he can't take the silence anymore, "Sir, sorry for asking, Boss, what are you doing over there?" First I leave him in deep silence. After some minutes I answer, "Taking a break, my boy, having a very cold drink and stroking my cock a bit. I want to relax, it is a very warm day. All real cowboys, owners of `little Indian slave boys', relax this way. Taking a drink and dreaming about their future plans." I smile and my tone is gentle but firm, "When we play, we don't need your questions. Did you have permission to speak, my boy?" I like his strong need for our Wild West role play. Chaim grunts and nearly yells at me, "Jonathan, please Boss, don't do this to me! I can't take this, I can't see you!" I smile and know he is right, "What's the matter my little handsome boy? You can't stand it? You are already tired? You are not the strong teen you want me to believe to be? You want to go back home, to your parents, playing with your toy-cars?" I know I'm teasing my boy to the limit. I know his pleading has another meaning, he can take it and he will. I know he wants me, the same way I want him. "Are you so horny you can't take any simple orders of your Boss? Remember you submitted yourself to me, all the way! Maybe you need to be punished for this, what do you think?" "No, no! My Boss, my Master, I can take everything for you. You know that, but I want you, Sir. I want it so much. Sorry for speaking without permission, Sir. If you need you can punish me, you can punish me hard. I mean you can do whatever you want, Boss. Sorry." "Well, I'll see what I can do about that in some time." Chaim groans with my teasing response and stands there as a brave young man in the ordered `position'. I like to play this game with him. I am going to tease him more and more. I will play my game with my young Chaim until he begs me for permission. Begs me to take his little teen body again. I feel my cock and I am rock hard. I have to fight my strong desire to stand close to him and to cum all over his body. To spray him with my warm ropes of cum, soaking his briefs and skin. I take a long gulp from my drink and walk over to my now trembling boy. Sweat drips from his tanned body and it makes his body wet and shiny. I stand close to his back touching his shoulder blades just with one finger and whisper, "My Chaim boy, are you still horny for me?" "Yes, Boss, I am so very horny for you, I hardly can describe that into words," he answers with an eager voice. I put my strong hand on his warm little shoulder and take his hands and arms down. I stand behind him stroking his back and he shivers. I whisper in his ear, "Relax now, my boy. We have time, a real week together, remember? Take my order and stroke your little horny cock. I want to see you doing so." "Yes Boss!" My boy is so eager to obey me! Looking at his boy frame I wrap my fingers round my own erection inside my white briefs and I give myself a few strokes. My own balls are boiling but I don't want cum to soon! I walk to Chaim's front and stand there, powerful and strong in front of my boy. "Well, do it, my boy, and tell me what you feel." He looks puzzled and there is a big question mark in his eyes. "Yes, boy do it inside your briefs! Leave them in place. I will take them down at my time. Do it now!" My boy Chaim, he obeys without question, wrapping his boy hand around his little teen cock and stroking it till it swells and hard into a very respectable boy erection. His briefs are tenting and his cock head pushes at the waistband. The waistband must be uncomfortable at his sensitive cock head. He is my little hero, he will take it, I love this willing and sweet boy! "Well, how does it feel?" "Very nice, Sir." I smile, "Nice? Just nice? Is that the best you can do? I think it's more! I do it all the time myself, so I am a real expert and I love it! I told you to tell me the truth, tell me all, my boy." My nearly naked boy stands before me, his wonderful body, his erect boy cock inside his briefs, in his hand. His briefs to tight for his horny hard cock. We are discussing the joys of masturbation. He is ready to share his thoughts with me, his friend and Master. It is a strange and magical moment. "Just tell me boy, you jerk your cock?" "Yes Boss, I do sometimes..." We had sex and he is still shy talking about it. "Tell me your first experience, boy, don't be shy. You have to be open and honest with me." Chaim swallows hard and his voice trembles when he starts, "Sir, well it is hard to tell you. Never told anyone before..." I give my boy the silence he needs. He continues, "I can remember being 9 or so and realized that my cock gave me so much pleasure. I touched it in my bed and a strange feeling hit me when I touched it enough. Sometimes I rubbed it to the sheets of my bed. I felt wonderful sensations doing so, but I had no clue of what was going on. I couldn't cum at that age, Boss." Again there is a silence, Chaim hopes I will take this and stop the subject. I just wait. He continues, "I do remember the first time I came, Sir. It was about a year ago and I was running outside in my shorts. It was a warm day and I started feeling a little bit hot and so I ran upstairs to my room. I took a shower and dropped on my bed with a comic book and started to stroke my cock inside my white briefs. My little boy cock jumped up and I grabbed it and started jerking myself slowly. I did this without thinking, Sir. I began to feel a strange sensation that I never felt before. But it felt so good and I couldn't stop myself and before I knew it my cock spurted out something wet. I was shocked! I thought I peed myself. Please don't laugh, Sir! My heart was beating really fast and my white briefs were wet with some sticky stuff. White briefs show everything. I didn't know what it was. Really! I was a little freaked out and I stripped down my wet briefs and began to check my cock. I feared something was broken. Feared to find some blood. Well, it didn't. I saw some strange white wet stuff on the fabric of my briefs. I panicked I didn't want my Mom to know. I washed my briefs in the sink, I didn't want my Mom to see it. I took a shower and walked back. I felt strange. Standing naked in front of my mirror I began to get hard again and I slowly stroked myself till it hurt, but nothing came out, Sir." There is a deep silence, the boy must feel embarrassed a bit. He is very nervous, but also very much excited telling his story. There is a nearly similar wet spot on his briefs now. I smile to him, "You should love it, Chaim! You a great boy, sharing this with me. You are honest with me this way. Sometimes I will have to punish you, but this time you will get your reward." "Yes, sir. I do Sir! But I don't know what to say. Thank you, Boss!" I like his reply. I will save my other intimate questions about his little sex life for later. My left hand moves over to his crotch where his bulge made a distinctive shape through the cotton fabric of his briefs. I press on it very gentle and feel his stiff boy cock underneath. It jumps eager in my strong hand. "You have permission to feel mine too," I whispered in his ear, moving my head down. I use my tongue to lick his ear and nibble on his skin. I feel his hand on my own tight briefs and Chaim strokes my hard cock eagerly. I take his hand to stop him. I am worried, the boy will bring me off in a flash. "I will take down your briefs now, my boy. I want to see you butt naked!" I have to manipulate his white tight briefs over his bulge to reveal his beautifully proportioned and rock hard boy cock. A clear drop of pre cum appears from his pee hole as I pull his white briefs down further. I drop to one knee and to be close to his walnut shaped hairless balls. Finally I pull his underpants down to his ankles and he kicks them off together with his black soccer shorts. "The size of the wet spots in your briefs my boy, tells me you are very horny! I like that my little slave boy. A boy has to be horny for his Master. Remember always you need permission to cum!" My beautiful Chaim, my slave boy is totally naked again. I admire his body in silence. "All right, it is enough Chaim, you are a Good Boy." I take his arm and I bring my boy back to my little bedroom. Slowly I push him down onto my big bed. He drops down on his back without questions or hesitation. Chaim is very relaxed now and he trust me all the way. "That's my boy!" I am still standing and remove my tight white T shirt exposing my strong chest to him. His eyes are on my nipples and the developed muscles of my chest. I know he loves my powerful chest and my little nipples. He want to taste my skin and to lick the back hairs between them. I think he wants to hold me and to press his little body deep into me. I love his admiration. He will get it all another time, I have another agenda right now. Nearly naked, just in my tight briefs, I sit down on his smooth chest with my knees on either side of him. My slave boy must feel the cotton of my briefs on his chin and my hairy legs against his smooth skin of his sides. "Smell me, boy, smell my cock sweat and body." Teasing him, I bow over him pressing my cotton covered cock against his nose. I feel his tongue on my balls. It is a great sensation! He licks my briefs and I feel the tip of his tongue. Sitting back on his chest I pull down the waistband of my white briefs. I put the waistband under my heavy balls. I show him my pushed up balls and huge cock. My own cock is already hard and must be impressive for him. I am so horny from my earlier check on his beautiful body, my dreams and his story. I now I am dripping some pre cum on his chest. Chaim looks at my exposed crotch and nearly shouts, "Sir, I like you big huge cock so very much. Can you give it to me. Please, can I touch it, please, Jonathan, my Boss!" "Yes, that's a good reaction on my body, my boy. But you have to learn not to ask for favours all the time. I will tell you what to do. You have to follow my orders when you want to become a good little slave boy." "Yes Boss, I will wait for your orders, Sir." I see on his handsome face, my boy is very disappointed. I wait some time and look him directly in his eyes. I decide not to tease him this way and my cock needs some attention as well. "Do you like my big manly cock so close to your lips? My little friend, why don't you lick it?" I give him my huge manly cock. I like to impress my boy this way. I know my boy is a great cock lover as he showed me before. I press the head of my hard cock against his wet lips and order him, "Open wide, Chaim, my boy." ----- Chaim ----- I will be a good slave boy, at least I think so. I feel the head of Jonathan's huge cock against my wet lips. I open as wide as possible as Jonathan orders me to do so, "Open wide, Chaim, my boy." I can't manage to take much more than about three or four inches at a time. Jonathan has some fun with me pulling the head of his cock out of my mouth leaving me with begging eyes. I scream, "Jonathan! Please, I want you, be my Boss, force me to take your beautiful cock!" Jonathan leaves his cock on my tongue, withdrawing it slowly. Smearing my face with my own warm saliva. I smell his pre cum on my face and I'm so happy. He pushes his big cock back into my eager wide open mouth. I want his cock! It feels so good and I use my tongue to lick his huge cock everywhere. I hear Jonathan groan, "Chaim you are doing so good. You're a real good cocksucker. Boy, I am so proud, but we have to stop now. I don't want to come yet!" I am ^Ömy way- also proud, I make him, my strong Jonathan horny this way. He takes his cock from his lips and stands up. Jonathan looks at me with a big smile on his face, "We want more, don't we, my boy?" I nod my head and I know my boy cock drips on my belly. I gave already a lot of my pre-cum to the white cotton of my briefs and he has a good look at it. He knows. Once I have my white briefs down around my ankles, Jonathan has a good look at my cock. "Boy, you look great! You are rather well hung for such a skinny little teen boy. Well, you are in no way near the size of my cock, but you will grow. Believe me! You have a lovely circumcised boy cock on you." I whisper a little, "Thank you, Jonathan, Sir." My cock is rock hard and points proud up towards my belly button. Jonathan strokes my body and plays with my nipples, "Boy, you are so sexy! Your smooth balls are little jewels. They are much bigger I expect on a boy your age, be proud of them, my boy. It is an absolutely beautiful sight." Jonathan takes my white briefs and he brings them to his nose. He really smells them. He gives my pre-cum soaked cotton briefs a closer inspection and after a while he throws them in my face. "Smell them, it smells so good! It came from your own body, nothing wrong with that, my boy." I smell my own cum and I feel strange and a bit humiliated. I do as ordered. I smell myself. Never thought I would like my own smell of sweat and cum. In silence I do. Man, Jonathan this is nearly to much for me. He stands over me big and powerful. Slowly he takes down his own white briefs. Making a real show of it. I can see him standing there in his white underwear. I discover his white briefs are damp, nearly wet. He slowly takes his waistband down, showing me his crotch hair. I smell his manly sweat mixed with the smell of his pre-cum. I admire his strong ass cheeks, his secret valley and strong back, when he turns for me. I love his body which is so powerful and handsome! I want to be like him! He bends over me naked, and his beautiful cock in close to my body. He shows me the white cotton ropes, stretching them before my eyes. "Do we need them this time, my boy?" "Please, make me your slave, Boss, yes, you can do what you want. Please use them on me!" Jonathan kiss me on my lips and he takes my wrists and ties them in front of me. "Now you are my prisoner, boy, I know we both like this." My ankles are still free. He pushes me down in a strange X position with my hands over my head and my arm pits exposed. I try to relax. This time he didn't tie me up to his bed posts. It makes it harder to keep his wanted position. I feared his judgment and stayed silent. Begging without words, `Please, help me to serve you!' Now fully naked, Jonathan sits down between my knees and he starts to stroke the inside of my thighs. I nearly jump. He puts his attention to my arm pits and my body reacts heavy again. I really can't help it. He bites and licks me there with great passion and I feel horny without means. It feels so great and I cry out, "Please Master, make me your boy! He takes slowly possession of my body this way. My thighs, my pits and after a while runs his tongue over my smooth belly. He avoids my rock hard dripping cock and my little boy balls. I groan with frustration. It his hand to hold my arms and wrist this way. Stretched above my head, stretched open. I want to take him, to beg him for a single move on my begging and eager cock. To spray my cock juices for him! I only groan in frustration. I can see he is ready, Jonathan is very hard himself and I love to have a good look at his swinging monster cock. I can't help it and groan. He tells me, "Relax boy, lay still, don't move, just except it all. You will have it but not now. Be a good boy to your Master." Jonathan starts to lick my smooth balls, taking my little balls into his sucking mouth. My balls are so super sensitive it nearly hurts. Every time his tongue touch my balls my whole body spasms and I mumble some not very kosher words. By the time he works his way up to my little proud boy cock, a steady stream of pre-cum leaking out. My belly is wet with my cum and in my belly button there is a little pool. Jonathan swallows my cock into his mouth, he must taste my pre-cum this way. That idea makes me so horny, I am ready to blow my load. I just moan in frustration and I forget my submissive role... I just can't wait for his orders anymore and take his hair. I use the force in my arms to push him down on my cock. I want him! Jonathan is strong and in command and he takes my hands away in a very rough way. Without warning he slaps the cheeks of my face, hard. It is not that very hard. It just burned afterwards, but the shock make me cry out! Tears are in my eyes, the humiliation, the frustration, I don't know. I manage to whisper, "Sorry, Boss." He stops for a moment and let me recover. He looks directly in my eyes. "Don't do that again, never! Just except it, my boy!" I feel so bad. He kiss my red burning cheek. He licks the head of my now limp cock and in no time I am rock hard in a flash. I am really enjoying it again. Jonathan takes his time sucking my cock slowly and his big hands stroke my smooth full balls. I'm not quite able to hold back anymore! I lift my hips and groan. I am afraid I will come without his permission. I feel his hand on my face, I want to be his good boy. So, I have a mixed feeling when he leaves my cock. I feel so hot and I am ready to explode! Jonathan is totally in control and his warm wet mouth leaves my cock. He knows my desperate feelings. Jonathan, my teacher begins to use his fingers to smear the sticky cum over the head of my cock. He twirls the head with his fingers. Teasing me. "Oh my G-d!" I exclaim in frustration, my body shivers as Jonathan begins to use his fingers on my sensitive cock head. Sweat begins to form on my eye brows and drips from my chest. I breath heavily as his fingers play with my very sensitive cock. "Yes! That's it, my boy!" Jonathan whispers gentle and approvingly, "You are a good boy, I like you to be super horny. You can do it. I want to taste your young slave load very soon!" Jonathan plays with my sensitive cock head and it hurts. His hands are sometimes gentle, sometimes hard and demanding. He is keeping me on the edge all the time. "Master, please!" I moan, as the shock waves get more powerful. "Oh! Ugh!" I shout, my balls begin to tingle and my load of sperm begins to burn. Stretched out, played with... with the urge to come... the frustration, my humiliation. I don't know. I slowly give in. I close my eyes, accepting him, his power over me. I am in his power and my body starts to relax. I feel his hands everywhere, "My Wonderful Boy, you did it, my little slave and lover! Save your cum for me!" Jonathan says. He starts to stroke my cock in a kind rough way. I tremble and love him. I grunt and my body spasms. I feel just frustration and joy turns to real frustration and I am on the edge; not able to be myself anymore. His words are simple, "Cum for me, my boy!" "Yes! Yes! Argggg, please Jonathan," I cry out. My body trembles and I shoot my cum in every direction. I shout and cry, tears are running from my eyes. It is unbelievable the mess I make! I can't help it, my little cock is erupting. My cum is flying in every direction. Loads of cum are everywhere. It finally stops and my body spasms. Jonathan begins to lick up my hot warm cum from my stomach, chest and even my shoulders. "Wow Boy, love you!" Jonathan cleans me up with his tongue. He licks and swallows my cum from my exhausted body. He kiss me on my mouth. I taste my own cum and I don't care. "You did so well, my boy!" We kiss and I slowly recover. Jonathan rolls me over on my belly. "Now my boy, we get serious. This was just a starter. You have cutest butt on earth." ------------------------------------------- Comments and reactions are very welcome at: bchaimstory@yahoo.co.uk Really want to know you, if you recognize this as your dreamed fantasy, even better your reality. Well, have some pictures of Chaim and Jonathan, of course they are legal. If you want to sent me yours you are very welcome.