Date: Thu, 14 Dec 2006 03:13:58 +0000
From: lm51872@comcast.net
Subject: Part 9 of Taking My Son To The Gym

Here's part 9 of the series "Taking My Son To The Gym" in the Athletics
section.  Enjoy!


If you're not at least 18, go away.  This is not for you.

This is a sequel to the series: Taking My Son To The Gym.  It is found in
the Athletics category.  Read the entire series first.  Otherwise, you
won't really enjoy this story to its fullest.

Part 9:  Preparing for Steve's Initiation

After Jake's initiation, we drove home.  I was so excited, I could
hardly contain myself.  There was another secret I was keeping from Jake,
and it was fucking hard (no pun intended) to continue keeping it to
myself.

As soon as we got home, I told Jake again how proud I was of him again.
I told him he needed to go to bed because his ass and mouth were bound to
be so sore that he needed some rest.

"OK, Daddy.  Thanks again.  See you tomorrow."

"No problem, son.  You're really turning into a first class slut!"
Jake grinned at me as he disappeared into his room.

I went into my room and undressed.  I got out the 13-inch dildo I had
used on Jake at his initiation, lubed it up, and placed it on my pillow.
Then I inserted the tape we had made of Jake's initiation at the gym.  I
got so fucking hard as I watched it--as I knew I would--that I started
fucking myself furiously with the big mother fucking piece of rubber.
God, it hurt!  For just a second, but only a second, I felt sort of bad I
had fucked Jake with it earlier that evening.  I really got horny when
the tape got to the part where I used the dildo on him.

It took nearly 10 minutes for me to take just the head of the nasty thing
into my ass, then another 15 before I got it all the way in.  "How did
my little 15-year-old boy take this thing up his ass?" I thought to
myself.  "What a fucking trooper!"  Of course, Jake had been fucked
mercilessly by all those uncut big fat cocks for hours before I used the
dildo on him.  That certainly helped to get him ready for the huge
dildo.  I secretly wished I had all those studs there right now to fuck
me first, like they had fucked Jake, so I'd be able to take the dildo
without such pain.

I kept fucking myself till the whole film was finished.  When the tape
went blank, I was so fucking hard that I needed relief--badly!  I left in
the dildo while I jerked off.  Never before had I cum so much.  I was
totally spent (again, no pun intended).

The next morning, I waited till Jake woke up and had gone downstairs.  I
quickly got dressed again in all my leathers.  My little bitch was going
to start learning what it meant to be my slave.

I went downstairs and found Jake having breakfast at the table.  He
looked beautiful.  All he had on was his jock strap.  I think he was
wearing it just to tease me.  Well, he was about to be find out what
happens when he teases me.

I cracked the whip just inches from Jake's ear.  It shocked Jake so much
he nearly fell out of his chair.  When he turned around and saw me, his
eyes lit up like saucers.

"Wow, Daddy!  I really get turned on when you wear your leathers."

"First mistake, boy.  You forgot to call me Master, Sir'.  Now get up
on the table on all fours.  That's going to cost you 5 brutal lashes."

"Oh, shit, Master, Sir.  My ass is still on fire from last night.
Can't you overlook it this time?  I promise, I'll remember from now
on."

"Second mistake, you little bitch!  Never beg me for anything while you
are my slave.  You'll do whatever I say, and like it.  That'll cost you
another 5 lashes."

"Yes, Master, Sir," Jake said as he got on the table and showed me his
ass.

I really felt a little sorry for him, but just a little, because his ass
was still beet red from the night before, so I knew this was going to
hurt a lot.  But I was so fucking turned on looking at that cute young
smooth 15-year-old ass that I couldn't help myself.  Besides, I
suspected Jake was just as turned on as I was.

I warned Jake not to make any noise while I gave him the ten lashes or
else he'd get more.  I told him I was actually being nice giving him
that warning before he made that mistake.  ("What a bunch of shit--being
nice to him," I thought to myself.)

"Don't you think it was nice of me to warn you about that, boy?'

"Yes, Master, Sir," Jake replied.

I started in with the lashes.  One, two, three.  Jake grimaced but
didn't make a sound.

"God, that looks fucking great, Jake.  You're such a fucking whore!
This is REALLY turning me on, son."

"I'm glad, Master, Sir.  I'm here only to serve you."

"Glad you see it that way.  Don't forget it, you little slut."

Four, five six.  I'd never seen skin so red.  I was afraid I might make
him bleed, but something animalistic inside of me took over, and I
couldn't stop.  Jake got tears in his eyes.  That was so sweet.

"You know I'm doing this only because I love you, son," I lied.  I was
doing it because I was fucking horny as hell, and I had a nice young
piece of ass staring me in the face.

"I know, Master, Sir.  My ass is proud to hurt so much if it gives you
pleasure."

Seven, eight.  I knew I should stop, but the whip seemed to have a mind
of its own.  I was, literally, totally out of control.

Nine, and then a really brutally hard ten.

"Good boy, Jake.  I hope you enjoyed that as much as I did."

"Yes sir, Master, Sir.  I am yours to command.  No matter what you tell
me to do, I will do it.  No matter what you do to me, I will love it.
Thank you for punishing me, Master, Sir.  I was a bad, bad, boy."  I
suspected Jake would find a way to get even with me, but even the thought
of that turned me on.

"Yes, you were.  Hold on a second, boy."

"Yes, Master, Sir," Jake replied.

I went back upstairs to the bathroom and got some lotion.  I went back
downstairs to find Jake still on all fours on the table.

"Good little slut.  You stayed right where you were without my having to
command you to do it.  I've brought some lotion to rub on you ass,
Jake.  It'll be a little cold and it'll hurt at first, but that red ass
needs it to start healing."

"Oh shit, Master, Sir," Jake yelled as I started rubbing the cold
lotion all over his red, bruised ass.

"I know it hurts, son, but you need it--badly."

"That's OK, Master, Sir," Jake said in response.  "It's starting to
feel a little better now."

"I've got an idea to take your mind off your burning ass, boy."  With
that I stuck my tongue up Jake's ass and started rimming him good.

"Oh, God, Master, Sir!  That feels soooooooooooo good!!"

"Yum, yum," was all I could get out with my tongue so deep up his hole,
still stretched bigger than normal from all the "activity" the night
before.

I put a little more lotion on my right hand and rubbed it on Jake's cock
and balls while I continued to rim him.  His cute little cock was so
fucking hard it must have hurt him.  I could sense he must have been
desperate to cum, but I wasn't ready for that yet.

"Ohhhhh," Jake moaned.  "That feels so fucking good, Master, Sir."

I jacked Jake off while I kept my mouth sucking on his asshole.  It
didn't take long for him to cum.

"Atta boy, Jake," I said, as Jake collapsed on the table.  "My turn
now."

"What do you want me to do for you, Master, Sir?"

"Exactly what I did to you, of course!"

"With pleasure, Master, Sir!"

Jake got off the table and removed my cod piece and harness so he could
get at my cock and balls and asshole.  I got up on the table on all
fours.  Jake stuck his hot young tongue up my asshole and got to work.

"That's it, boy.  Eat me out till I'm raw!"

"Yes, Master, Sir.  By the way, it really tastes good!'

I groaned in pleasure, and Jake chuckled.  "That little bitch just
can't get enough," I thought to myself.

"Now, put some lotion on your hand and jerk me off while you keep your
mouth sucking on my asshole and balls, just like I did to you."

"Yes, Master, Sir."

It didn't take long till I came--all over the table.  I shot as much as
I could into Jake's bowl of cereal.

"Good boy, Jake.  Now finish your cereal.  We have to have a talk."

"Yes, Master, Sir."

"You can go back to calling me `Daddy' now, son.  I'm done being your
Master, for a little while, anyway," I said as I winked at him.

"Yes, Daddy," Jake said with a big smile on his face.  I still
couldn't help but be impressed at how good and fantastic a fuck machine
my little boy had become.

Jake sat down, as best he could, and ate the rest of his cum-garnished
cereal.

"So, what's up, Daddy?"

"I've got a big, big surprise for you, son.  You know that cute new
25-year-old stud named Steve that just joined the gym?"

"Yes, Daddy.  I saw him the last time we were at the gym--I mean, before
last night.  He turned me on so much.  He winked at me when he saw me in
the shower with a hard on after our workout.  I wanted him so bad I had
to start stroking my cock. I decided I'll try to use either his mouth or
ass--or both!--to get some relief, but he was gone when I went back to my
locker."

"I knew how much he turned you on.  I saw that look on your face when I
was taking a shower in the next stall--and that big fucking hard on,
too.  You know how much it turns me on to watch you stroke your cute
little 15-year-old cock."

"Yes, Daddy, but not as much as it turns me on watching you watching
me."  I just grinned from ear to ear.  The little slut knew exactly what
to say to turn a man on.

"Well, Jake, it's like this," I said.  "Steve is going to be
initiated next week."

"Oh, Daddy, can I be there?  Can I help?"

"Not so fast, son.  I've got something better in mind."

Jake's jaw dropped, and he started to drool.  "What's that, Daddy?"
he asked.  Jake had another hard on.  How my little boy could be so horny
all the time made me proud.  Just a chip off the old block, I guess.

"I talked to Todd on the way out of the gym last night and asked him for
a special favor."

"What, Daddy?  What do you want Todd to do?"

"I asked him to let you be Steve's Master and conduct the initiation
next week."

"Kewl!" Jake moaned.  "That is soooooooooo awesome!  But, do you
really think I'm ready for that, Daddy?"

"Jesus Christ, Jake!  I don't think there's anyone any hornier at the
gym, and Todd agrees."

"You mean Todd said I could do it?"

"Yes, Jake.  But you have to do some preparing for it.  It's not all
fun and games, you know--that is, until it starts.  Then it's fucking
amazing!" I chortled.

"Sure, Daddy, I understand.  What do I have to do?"

"First, son, you have to decide whom you want to participate in the
initiation.  Then, call Todd so he can let them know.  If you have any
special requests, like, for instance, that the participants don't cum
until the initiation, you have to tell Todd, too.  You also have to tell
Todd exactly what you want them to wear, or not wear, as the case may
be."  I laughed after I said that.  "After you do that, I'll tell you
what you have to do next.

"OK, Daddy.  Let me think about it for awhile.  Then I'll call Todd and
let him know."

"That's fine, son.  But don't take too long.  Todd is waiting for your
call."

Jake got up from the table and went to his room as I ate my breakfast
while looking through some gay porn.  I couldn't help but think how
great Jake would look in a few years if he kept working out at the gym.
He still looked like such a little boy.  But in a few years, he'd be a
great porno star.  I'd be so jealous watching him fucking and getting
fucked in gay porn films or magazines, but I'd be incredibly proud, too.

A few minutes later, I went to get dressed.  As I passed Jake's room, I
saw him dialing the phone.  I knew he was calling Todd, and I just had to
listen to that phone call, so I rushed to my bedroom and picked up the
extension there.

"Hi, Todd.  This is Jake."

"Hey, stud.  Still sore from last night, I'll bet," Todd said,
chuckling.

"You're not kidding, dude.  And worse still, Daddy gave me another
round earlier this morning."

"What a fucking whore your father is, Jake.  You're a very lucky boy."

`I know, Todd.  He really is incredible."

I felt so nasty and good when I heard them say that.  I started to get
hard again.  I wanted to go to Jake's room and demand a blow job, but I
decided to control myself and let him finish his conversation with Todd.

"Todd, about Steve's initiation, I've got a few ideas I'd like to run
by you."

"Sure, Jake.  What do you have in mind?"

"First off, I want you to get together the 20 guys at the gym with the
biggest cocks--not just long, but thick, too.  Guys with tattoos and
piercings would be a nice touch.  I want you to tell them to wear nothing
but black leather hoods, spiked neck bands, spiked armbands, and spiked
leather cock rings the night of the initiation."

I didn't know Jake had any idea what a cock ring was.  The little shit
was holding out on me!

"And, of course," Jake continued, "they are to keep their hands and
everything else from touching their cocks, asses, balls, and mouths till
the initiation.  Absolutely NO cumming between now and the initiation!"

"Sounds good, stud.  Anything else?"

"Yeah.  Have some champagne on ice.  And have each stud bring a black
dildo exactly as long and as thick as his cock to the initiation.  If you
choose any black dudes, have them bring a white dildo, just for a little
contrast, HA HA!

Jake was really getting into this.  I knew he'd be a great master,
despite how young he was.

"And one last thing, Todd: put a black spiked leather cock ring in
Steve's locker just before he gets there the evening of the initiation.
You'll order him to put it on like you had me put on the black thong at
my initiation.  When he hesitates, as I'm sure he will, tell him you'll
put it on for him.  Put it on as tight as it goes.  Make it hurt a
little--just a little.  And by the way, we'll be using the locker room
for the initiation this time"

"But Jake," Todd said, "Steve's got a 10-inch cock.  He'll never fit
into a cock ring as tight as it goes!"

"I know," Jake replied.  "I want him to hurt in the cock ring, Todd.
I want his big fat cock hurting and ready to explode by the time we let
him cum at the end of the initiation."

"Boy," said Todd.  "You're going to make Steve really suffer, Jake.
You've become a real horn dog.  I think I'm going to really like this
one."

"Yeah, he'll know he's been initiated by the time all the guys and I
get done with his ass.  But he'll love it too, Todd--maybe not a first,
but later, when he's remembering it.  Just you wait."

"OK, Jake.  Just let me know if there's anything else.  Bye."

"I will.  Bye, Todd."

I could hardly belief what Jake had told Todd to do.  He had a touch of
sadism in him.  I was so proud.  I expected he'd have to pay for it,
though.  Steve would fuck the shit out of him as soon as he could after
the initiation.  But I'm sure Jake was looking forward to that, too.

I heard Jake coming down the hall, so I quickly hung up the phone and
went to the bathroom and started taking off my leathers.

Jake entered the bathroom and said, "I just called Todd and told him
what I wanted him to do."

"Good," I said.  "Now we've got to get YOU prepared."

"What do you mean, Daddy?"

"You'll see.  I'm going to take a shower and get dressed.  You do the
same and meet me downstairs in 15 minutes."

"OK, Daddy," Jake said, and he got a big shit-eating grin on his face
as he ran to get ready.

Fifteen minutes later, we met downstairs.

"What next, Daddy?"

"We have to go buy you your own leathers, Jake."

"Kewl, Daddy!  I just thought I was going to use yours."

"No, Jake.  My leathers won't fit you.  Besides, this is a time of
passage for you.  You need to have the joy of getting yourself horned up
in a male sex clothes shop.  And I can't wait to see what you pick out
for yourself.  It's really an important time for you, Jake.  The
leathers you buy reflect the kind of impression you want to make on the
guys at the gym.  That's to say, what you dress in at the initiation is
how you'll be remembered by the guys at the gym after that.&nbsp ; You
have to think very carefully how you can dress to look your best in order
to get the maximum fucking at the gym from now on."

"Yes, Daddy.  I understand.  I'm so lucky to have you to help me."

"Yeah, Jake.  My Dad didn't help me with my leathers," I said with a
grin.

"I'm sure he didn't, Daddy.  That would have been something, wouldn't
it?"

"On yeah, Jake.  The most conservative homophobic man in town in a male
sex clothes shop helping his son buy his first leathers.  What a joke!"
We both laughed.

Jake and I arrived at the male sex clothes shop in about 15 minutes.  We
entered the shop.  The clerk took one look at Jake and asked him how old
he was.  Quickly, before Jake could answer, I told him he was 18.

"He sure doesn't look like it, Sir," replied the clerk.

"Do you think I'd bring my son here unless he was at least 18?"

"You're his father?  Isn't that sort of, sort of, well, I mean,
unusual?"

"Yeah," Jake piped up.  "But my Daddy and I are REALLY close, if you
know what I mean." We all three grinned when Jake said that.

"Yeah," said the clerk.  "I guess I know what you mean.  So,
gentlemen, what would you like?"

"Jake is here for a complete set of leathers."

"Do you think he's ready for that, Sir?" the clerk asked me.  "I
mean, that's some sophisticated stuff!"

I took the clerk aside while Jake got a hard on browsing through the
leathers.  "Oh, he's ready for it.  You have no fucking idea how
fucking ready he is for it!"

"OK," replied the clerk, and he went to help Jake.

"Sir," the clerk said to Jake, "let me show you our complete line of
leathers."

"Kewl!" Jake said.

"First, let's have a look at all the various cock rings."

I knew the clerk was just dying to get a look at that hard, still
underdeveloped 15-year-old cock, but I decided to let Jake handle
everything.  I was so proud of my little boy.

"Sure," Jake said.  "Show them all to me."

"Well, Sir, we have cock rings in metal, plain leather, simple studded
leather, spiked leather, rubber rings, cloth adjustable rings, and
perhaps a few other types.  Why don't you have a look inside this
display case."

"What kind do you think I should get, Daddy?"

"That's completely up to you, son.  I'm not going to influence you in
any way."

"OK, Daddy.  I think I can handle it on my own."

"Can I try them on, Sir?" Jake asked the clerk.

"Sure.  Tell me the ones you'd like to try on, and I'll help you if
you'd like."

"Just bring one of each with you, and meet me in the dressing room,"
Jake said with a wink.

Jake walked as fast as he could to the dressing room area.  I could tell
my little slut couldn't wait to try them all on--with the clerk's help,
that is.

I could see that the clerk's cock was straining to get out of his
leather pants.  I should have either warned Jake what the clerk wanted,
or warned the clerk not to do anything to Jake, but I figured Jake had
demonstrated that he could take care of himself.

The clerk picked out one of each of all the kinds of cock rings and
started at top speed for the dressing rooms.  I quickly followed and
watched the clerk go into Jake's dressing room. I placed myself just
outside the dressing room so that I had a good view into it.

When I looked in, I saw that Jake had removed all his clothes, waiting
for the clerk.

"Shall I come in now, Sir?" the clerk asked Jake before he opened the
curtain.

"Yes, I'm ready."

The clerk pushed aside the curtain.

"The question is, are YOU ready?" Jake added with a big fucking grin.

I couldn't believe it.  Jake was on the make with the clerk!  What a
slut!!  He'd fuck anyone, anytime.  I was so proud of my young son.

The clerk quickly shut the curtain.

"Oh yeah, Sir.  I'm always ready to service a horny underage slut."

"What do you mean underage?" Jake said.  "My Dad told you I was 18."

"Yeah, and I'm 12!" said the clerk.  "Do everything I say or I'll
call the police on both you and your father.  It won't hurt.  I
promise," the clerk added, as he laughed with a deep grunt.

Jake got a little scared but obviously very turned on as well.  I was
tempted to go to his rescue, but I was just as turned on as he and the
clerk were.

"Yes, Sir!" Jake responded.

The clerk grabbed Jake's smooth cock and tried on the metal cock ring
first.

"Jesus Christ," the clerk said.  I guess you can't have the smallest
cock ring like I expected.  I'll have to get the next size!"

"Don't bother, Sir.  I don't think I want a metal one anyway."

"Then let me try on the plain leather one."

"Right."  The clerk snapped the leather cock ring around and behind
Jake's hard full balls.

"Hmm.  That's a little tight, Sir."

"Yeah, boy.  But you can adjust it to a larger size if you'd like."

"Can I try on the one with the spikes, now?"

"Sure, boy.  I can tell you have good taste.  I can also tell you're a
horny experienced bitch, too!"

"Well, I'm not exactly a virgin, Sir," Jake laughed.

"I didn't think so," laughed the clerk.  "Here, why don't you put
this one on yourself.  I'd like to watch you do it.  And then you're
going to do everything I tell you to do, right boy?"

"Yes, Sir."  Jake took the sharp cock ring and put it around his cock
and balls.  He stubbed himself a few times as he tried to get it snapped.

"Wow," Jake said.  "That's sharp!"

"It sure is, little boy.  Are you sure you're enough man to handle
that?"

"Get down and suck my cock," Jake responded all of a sudden.  "I know
you want it.  Just look at that hard cock in your pants.  Kneel in front
of me, you fucking whore!"

"Just who do you think you're talking to boy?  I'm...."

Jake cut him off.  "I'll put my cock back in my pants if you don't
kneel down in the next 3 seconds and start giving me head!"

The clerk hesitated for about 2 seconds.  Then, in less that a second, he
sheepishly stuttered out, "Yes, Sir," dropped to his knees, and took
Jake's cock and balls all at once into his mouth.

"That's what I thought, you whore.  How to you like my 15-year-old
cock?"

"Fifteen?"

"Yeah, 15.  You got a problem with that, bitch?"

The clerk had already put Jake's hard cock in his mouth.  "Uh uh," the
clerk tried to say, as he choked on Jake's cock.

I couldn't resist.  I took my stiff cock out of my pants and started
stroking it.

"Yeah.  Suck me, dude," Jake moaned.  "I can tell this isn't your
first time."

I couldn't stand it any longer.  I pulled back the curtain.

"Daddy!" Jake said, totally surprised.  "How long have you been
there?"

"Long enough, you horn dog.  Mind if I borrow the clerk's mouth for
awhile?"

"Be my guest."  Jake looked down at the clerk.  "Take my cock out of
your mouth and start sucking my Daddy's cock, you nasty whore."

"With pleasure, Sir," replied the clerk.

"Don't stop till he cums--in your mouth, bitch."

"Anything you want, Sir."

The clerk continued to blow me for about 5 minutes.

"Oh, fuck!  I'm cumming," I grunted.

"Shoot it, Daddy.  Fill the slut's fucking mouth.  Go for it, Daddy!"

I came and came, as the clerk choked and choked.

"Take it, bitch.  Take all if it.  Don't miss a drop," I grunted.

"Wow, Daddy.  I'm so fucking horny," Jake said.

"We'll take care of that, son."  With that I tore off the clerk's
pants and told him to grab his ankles.

"Fuck him, Jake.  Fuck the shit out of this nasty, horny clerk's tight
asshole!"

"You got it, Daddy."

Jake fucked the clerk for 10 minutes.  I could hardly believe he had it
in him, after what we had done earlier that morning, but he did.
Finally, he jerked his cock out of the clerk's mouth.

"You finish it off, Daddy.  NOW!  Kneel before your horny son, bitch."
I couldn't get down on my knees fast enough.

While I finished Jake off, Jake took the clerk's hard cock in his hand
and jerked him off.

"Wouldn't be right for the clerk to have a hard on when we left, would
it?" Jake said with a huge grin on his face.

"No, Sir.  That wouldn't do," said the clerk, groaning as Jake jerked
his big, fat cock."

In just a few minutes, Jake came in my mouth.  "Suck it all down,
Daddy.  You're a big whore, just like the clerk," Jake grunted.

Jake withdrew his cock from my mouth and looked at the clerk.  "Finish
jerking yourself off and then shoot it, every drop of it, into my
Daddy's mouth, too, you slut."

"Yes, Sir," moaned the clerk.

In just a few seconds, the clerk started grunting.

"I'm cumming!" he groaned.  "It's soooooooooo fucking good.  I
haven't cum in nearly a week!"

"That means you ought to have a really big load for my Daddy to
swallow."

"Oh, God!  You mean he'll swallow my load, too?"

"He'll do anything I tell him to do, bitch.  Now fill his mouth!"

I kept sucking like a pig.  The clerk let loose a load I could hardly
contain.  But I did.  I swallowed every drop.

"Damn," said the clerk.  "How did a 15-year-old boy become such a
fantastic fucking slut?" said the clerk.

"Just a chip off the old block," I said.  Jake blushed.

 "Guess that must be it.  You two are fucking amazing!  Now, why don't
we look at the rest of the leathers, that is, if I can stand again after
kneeling down and bending over for so long."

Jake and the clerk went off the look through all the leathers.  Soon Jake
had put together the outfit he wanted.  I told him to try on the entire
outfit so I could see him in it.  It was all black--naturally.  He
decided on the spiked cock ring, a metal chain harness, metal arm bands,
a spiked leather collar, and a pair of chaps with studs up the sides.

"Wow, son!  You look fantastic!!  But what about a hood?"

"Not for this initiation, Daddy.  I want Steve to see me right away and
know exactly who's his master.  When he sees that his master is
underage, he'll shit.  And I'm going to try to look like I'm only 13.
That's what we'll tell him I am, too."

"I think that's a good idea, son.  That's a really good idea.  I
don't think we'll have any trouble making you look 13.  That swimmer's
body of you is pretty sleek, and besides, you haven't been working out
at the gym long enough to develop any real definition in your muscles
yet.  And those chaps are so fucking tight they hug your thin legs and
accentuate that cute, smooth little ass.  That'll help make you look
younger, too.  But what about boots?"

"No, I don't want those either.  I think I can get better traction on
the floor in the locker room with bare feet.  That's where we're going
to have the initiation this time.  Besides, my small feet will help make
me look 13."

"I've got to admit, you're right again, son.  You've got a good feel
for all of this, and good ideas, too.  You certainly are a horny little
fucker.  I just know Todd's going to be really impressed.  If you do
really well, he might even decide to make you the official initiator
after you conduct Steve's initiation," I chuckled.  I wanted to give
Jake a little confidence and encouragement.

"Thanks, Daddy.  But I really don't think that'll happen.  Besides,
all the other jocks at the gym will want to initiate someone so they can
have their own slaves."

"You're probably right, son.  What about gloves and forearm cuffs?"

"Oh, yeah.  I didn't think of those."

Jake looked over the gloves and picked out some black ones full of
spikes.  They looked great.

"No cuffs?" I asked.

Jake turned around and looked at the cuffs.  He turned back around with
his arms behind him, like he was little boy, so proud about his
decision.  "No cuffs, Daddy.  I want Steve to see my forearms when I
whip him.  It makes me look a little younger, too."

"Right again, son.  You're just too capable at this for your own
fucking good!"

"What about a codpiece, Jake?"

"No, not this time, Daddy.  I want Steve to see my shaved, smooth
hairless cock and balls hanging out and swaying side to side next to my
tight chaps.  That'll make me look younger, too.  I want the bitch to be
really steamed that such a young boy, not even as old as my true age of
15, is conducting his initiation and will be his Master from then on."

"You really are a slutty, nasty little boy, Jake.  I am so very proud of
you.  But I think you've forgotten the most important thing."

"What's that, Daddy?"

"Your whip."

Jake slowly brought his hands from behind his back.  In his right hand he
held a cat with metal tips on the ends of the leather strips. It had a
really nasty, deadly look to it.

"Jesus, Jake.  What are you going to do with that?  You'll kill Steve
with that thing!"

"Not if he does everything I tell him too, Daddy," Jake chuckled.

"My God," I groaned.  "That poor mother fucker."

Jake started to laugh hysterically.  I started thinking that maybe I had
created a monster.  I was so proud.

We walked out to the clerk to ask his opinion of Jake's leathers.  We
knew he'd cream his pants.  We just wanted to see him get hard again.

"Jesus Christ," the clerk said.  "I've never seen a boy this young in
leathers before.  What a gorgeous little fucker!"

"Thanks," both Jake and I said in unison.  And we laughed.

"How much?" I asked.

"I'll make you a deal," said the clerk.  "If you tell me the name of
this gym you've been talking about, I'll give you the entire outfit for
free."

"It's a gay gym, man," I said.  "And we fuck constantly there.  Are
you ready for that?"

"Fuck!  Don't make me cream my pants, man.  Tell me.  PLEASE."

Jake told him the name and address of the gym while I cracked up.

"Thanks, guys.  And if you ever need anything else, don't hesitate to
drop by.  I think we'll always be able to work out a really good price,
if you know what I mean."  The clerk smiled from ear to ear.

As we walked out of the door, I said "Guess we really made his day,
huh?"

Jake, carrying his leathers proudly, replied, "Guess so, Dad.  Let's
get home so I can try these on again and take some film.  I'll need it
for the initiation."

"Why, Jake?  What's that for?"

"You'll see, Daddy.  Can't give away all my secrets, can I?"

"What makes you think I know ANY of your secrets?"

"I heard you breathing hard on the extension while I was talking on the
phone to Todd earlier.  Now let's get home so I can put on these
leathers and punish you with my new studded cat."

"Oh no you're not!  You're not going to use that deadly thing on me,
son!"

"Oh yes I am, Daddy.  And I'll make it hurt, too, just like you did to
me last night and this morning."

"I guess I really do deserve it, don't I?"

"Wouldn't matter if you did, Daddy.  I'd whip the shit out of you even
if you didn't deserve it!  But you definitely were bad enough last night
and this morning to deserve a good whipping!"

"You're a nasty fucking whore!" I said, with a big smile.  "What am I
going to do with you?  You're growing up too damn fast."

We laughed out loud together while I drove as fast as I could to get home
and receive my punishment.

When we arrived home Jake said, in a too-grown-up, stern voice, "Go
upstairs, strip, and lie on your bed.  I'll be right in to give you your
punishment."

I did exactly as Jake commanded.  About 10 minutes went by.  I was
getting soooooo horny.  I yelled out, "C'mon, Jake.  I'm getting sort
of restless here."

"Just a minute, Daddy.  I'm almost ready."

A few seconds later, Jake walked into the bedroom.  But in came two other
guys as well.

"What the hell's going on?" I asked Jake.  One of the dudes was a big,
well chiseled mother fucker dressed in leathers from head to toe.
"Those are all MY leathers," I said.

"Yes, they are, bitch," said the dude with my leather on.  "Got a
problem with that?"

"No," I said, scared as shit what was going to happen next.

The other guy was Todd.  He had on nothing but a studded leather thong.
He was carrying a video camera.

"Scot and I thought it might be a good idea to have sort of a dress
rehearsal for the initiation," Jake said.

"Yeah," said Scott. "And you're the lucky fucking victim, Gary."

"Jake, you really are a nasty bitch, doing this to your father."

"Oh, you know you love it.  And by the way, from now till I tell you
otherwise, you're to call me `Master Twink, Sir'."

"No fucking way, son.  Remember I initiated YOU.  I'm YOUR master!"

"That's enough, Daddy.  Hold him down guys while I administer his
punishment."

With that Todd and the hooded jock held me down while Jake began whipping
me with the cat.

"OK, OK, Master Twink, Sir.  I'll do whatever you command."

"Too late, Daddy.  You've got to learn to treat me with the respect I
deserve."  Jake started the lashings.  "Jesus Christ!" I thought.  The
cat with the metal tips hurt like hell.

"Look, guys," Jake said, after he'd given me 5 lashes.  "Isn't that
a really nice shade of spotted red?"  They all 3 just laughed.

"I think you need about 5 more, Daddy.  Don't you think so?"

I nearly said "No, please stop," but I knew better.  Instead I said,
"Yes, Master Twink, Sir.  Please give me 5 more."

"Your wish is my command, Daddy."  And with that he lashed me 5 more
times as hard as he could.  "You really deserved that, you slut!"

"Yes, Master Twink, Sir.  I really did.  Thank you for whipping me."
All I could think about at that moment was how I was going to get back at
Jake later for doing this to me.

"Fine, now we can begin."

"Oh, my God!  What's next?" I thought to myself.

"Be sure you get all of this on video tape, Todd, or else you'll get
lashed next."

"Yes, Master Twink, Sir.  So far, so good."

"Sweet!" replied Jake.  "Daddy and I can watch this later tonight
while we have some popcorn."

"That little bitch was really turning in to a sophisticated nasty sex
machine," I thought to myself.  "How did he get this advanced so
fast?"

"Turn him over, studs.  Now it's time to begin."

"Yes, Master Twink, Sir," Todd and the chiseled stud responded.  And
with that they made me get on the bed on all fours.

"OK.  You know what to do next," Jake told the two of them.

"OK, Daddy.  Suck the hooded jock's cock while I shove your huge dildo
up your ass."

"Yes, Master Twink, Sir," I responded.

The hooded guy squatted down in front of my face and said, "Remove my
cod piece, you slut, and take my cock all the way down your throat."

I unsnapped the cod piece and removed it as quickly as I could so I
didn't risk getting any more lashings.  There, directly in front of my
face, stood a 12-inch uncut dick as hard as a rock.

"Oh that feels so good getting my long, hard fat piece of meat out of
that cod piece," the stud said.  "Your little codpiece really isn't
big enough for all I've got.  Now start sucking!"

"What a bitch, I thought.  Just wait till I found out who he was.  I'd
be sure to get my dick in his ass and ask him then whether he thought
what my codpiece held was so small!

I did my best to deep throat the huge fucking cock, but it was hard--no
pun intended.  After a few minutes, I got it all down my throat without
gagging anymore.

Meanwhile, Jake was fucking the shit out of my hole with the big dildo.

"You really like that, don't you, Daddy?"

I could only grunt "Uh huh," as the fat cock remained in my throat.

"I'm cumming," said the big stud, and he shot rope after rope of cum
directly into my stomach.  "Take every drop, you slut!" he commanded.

"Taste good, Daddy?"  I grunted "Uh huh," again.

"Now let's see if we can put you out of your misery.  He moved the huge
dildo back and forth gently on my prostate.

"Oh fuck, Master Twink, Sir," I said.  "That feels sooooooooooo
good."

"I figured it would.  Now cum you fucking bitch, before I start lashing
you again."

Jake really didn't have to order me to cum.  I was close to cumming
anyway.  Soon I came in quarts.  The big stud had positioned himself so I
would cum on his hood.

"Oh shit!  Here it cums," I said.

"Good slut, Daddy."

I came violently all over the hood.

"Now lick it off, Daddy.  Every last drop!"  The as yet unidentified
jock watched me lick the cum off his hooded face."

"Good boy, Daddy.  Now remove the hood and see who my helper is."

I removed the hood.  "Rico!" I yelled.  "I thought I'd seen and
tasted that huge cock before."  Everyone laughed.

"Hey, what about me?" asked Todd.

As usual, Jake took over immediately.  "Rico, kneel down and take off
Todd's thong.  NOW, cock sucker!"

"Yes, Master Twink, Sir."

Rico got on his knees in front of Todd.  Todd's thong was off in less
than a second.

"Take the camera, Daddy, and don't miss a second of this nasty action.

"Yes, Master Twink, Sir," I replied.

"Rico, suck Todd's hard dick!"

Rico wasn't too sure he liked this idea.  He was almost always a top and
didn't very often suck cock.  It was HIS cock that got sucked.  So he
looked at Jake questioningly.

"You got a fucking problem with that, Rico?  I hope not.  Daddy and Todd
can hold you down while I use the whip you were holding on you pretty
dark ass, if you'd like."

"No, that won't be necessary, Master Twink, Sir."

Rico stuffed Todd's cock deep down his throat.

"Suck Todd's cock you slut," Jake said.

"Yes, Master Twink Sir," Rico garbled out.

After about 5 minutes, Todd started groaning and said, "I'm about to
cum!"

"No you don't," Jake said.  "Stop sucking him, Rico.  I've got
something else in mind to make Todd cum."  Rico took Todd's cock out of
his mouth.

"Lie face up on the bed, Todd."

"Yes, Master Twink, Sir."

:"Now, Daddy, what do you think is your next move looking at Todd face
up with his big hard on?"

"I suppose I'm supposed to sit on it and hop up and down.  Is that what
you had in mind, Master Twink, Sir?"

"By George, he's got it!"  Jake tried to fake a cockney accent, but it
was so bad that it made the other 3 laugh.  "Face Todd while he fucks
you, Daddy."

I sat down on Todd's cock.  It wasn't hard getting it in my ass,
especially having been fucked by the big mother fucking dildo.

"Ride him, Daddy.  Ride the bitch like the nasty fucker you are!"

"Yes, Master Twink, Sir."

A few minutes later, Todd yelled, "Sit down and stay down on my cock so
I can cum up your ass, Gary."

"How much you got, dude?" I asked.

"Enough to make you shit cum for the rest of the day!"

"Go for it, stud," I replied.

I sat down hard on Todd's cock, all the way down so my balls slapped
against his belly.

"Oh, my God, shit, fuck!  I'm cumming big time."

"I want it all, Todd.  All!" I begged.

Todd came over and over as he shot loads of cum up my ass.  It was so
much that it dripped out of my ass while I was still filled up with his
cock.

"Nice going, Todd," Jake said.  "Now come here Daddy, off the bed,
stand up, and grab your ankles."

I slowly got off Todd's cock and did as Jake asked.  Jake proceeded to
shove his tongue up my ass and suck out as much cum as he could.
 "Ummmmmmm, yum yum," he said.  The rest of us laughed.  After a couple
of minutes, Jake stopped sucking my ass.

"Your turn now, Master Twink, Sir," I told Jake.  "How do you want to
cum?"

"No thanks, Daddy.  I'm saving up for the initiation.  I want my dick
to be as hard as a steel pipe!  And, by the way, Daddy this is the last
time you are allowed to cum before the initiation.  I'm planning to use
you, too.  You will get dressed in all your leathers, just like you were
for my initiation.  And bring the dildo you used on me, too."

Todd grinned and said, "Jake, I think you can get your cock as hard as a
steel pipe whenever you want, even after you've just shot a load out for
5 times in a row!  I really don't think you need to wait till Steve's
initiation to cum," he said, laughing.  Rico and I laughed, too.

"You're right, Todd.  But just think how hard it will be and how filled
my sac will be if I restrain myself for the next 3 days!"

"You really are a nasty bitch, Jake," I said.  "Nasty as all fucking
hell."

"I really ought to whip the shit out of you for not addressing me as
`Master Twink, Sir'.  But since we're done anyway, I'll let you off
the hook this time.  Besides, you're already red and all marked up with
spots from the cat."

"Thanks, Little Master, Sir." I said for the last time. Jake and the
others grinned at me.

Three days later, it was time for Steve to undergo his initiation.


If you liked this story, let me know.  I have a great sequel to it in
mind, if anyone wants me to write it.

John: lm51872@comcast.net