Date: Wed, 23 May 2018 00:03:45 -0400
From: whipped@protonmail.com
Subject: Hotel in Aubergine (Adult Youth/Authoritarian)

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characters are completely fictional and eighteen and over. Never do
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Hotel in Aubergine

Jack Hartman was stuck in another podunk Midwest town in Ohio. This one was
called Aubergine. His company was scouting for a place to build a new
factory and that meant someone had to meet with real estate people and
mayors to try and find the best deal.

He drew the short straw this week.

Jack was a pretty typical business man. He was white, six foot tall, two
hundred and twenty pounds, and used to play football.

Normally, Jack didn't mind these trips because it was a chance to get a
little strange. He loved his wife, Mary-Anne, but her old pussy had nothing
on tight teenage cunt.

Not that he always fucked. He probably had fifty blowjobs in the past
couple of years and every one of them was better than what he got at home.

This week, though, was a bust so far. His room was nice. It even had a full
kitchen and a couch. But the hotel restaurant had male waiters and it was a
dry county with no bars. His fallback to hookup was an app on his phone and
so far he was the only person in a range of 65 miles.

He was horny as fuck and about to give up when he saw a new
login. BoredAF2000. The account must have been brand new because it didn't
have a picture or a profile yet.

He didn't waste any time.



RosesForFun: I'm at the hotel in town. You looking to meet and earn some
money?

BoredAF2000: Money is good. :)

RosesForFun: Send me pictures where I can see your body. I'm ready now.

BoredAF2000: um, ok.



The pictures were not what he was expecting and in any other fucking time
and place he would have logged off. But it was two am in Aubergine.

The kid was good looking. No doubt about that. The first picture was in a
swim suit and he was tight and toned. The second was in white briefs
sitting on the floor in a trailer. The kid might be white trash, but he
didn't look like it. Clear skin, white teeth, fit body, nice cropped hair.

But he was a boy and looked about 12. Not even any pit hair or stubble.

Even at eighteen, the kid would be 40 years younger than him. His youngest
son was 25.

Jack wasn't gay. But for the first time, he was horny enough to maybe buy
into the whole a mouth is a mouth thing.



RosesForFun: You sure you're of age, kid?

BoredAF2000: My birthday was last week.

BoredAF2000: (picture of driver's license)

RosesForFun: Room 22.



Jack wasn't sure if the kid would show up. Half of him didn't want him
to. This whole thing felt too queer for him.

But the kid was knocking on the door in fifteen minutes.

Jack opened it and stared for a second. The reality of what he was doing
hit him.

The boy, Donny, was shirtless. He had a skateboard under his arm and was
wearing baggy bluejeans with the strap of his underwear showing
through. His blonde hair hung a little in his face and was maybe a few
inches all over. It was hard to tell because he had a baseball cap on. He
was a little sweaty from exertion and his tiny little nipples were rock
hard from the cold weather. His arms and face were tan, but the rest of him
was milk white. He was around a 100 pounds and 5'4 at best.

Jack stepped aside to let him in.

Donny leaned the board against the wall and sat on the bed.

Then he said, "I'm Donny. Are we hanging out or...?"

Jack put the do not disturb sign on the door, shut it, and then locked it
from the inside.

He thought about sitting down, but had a better idea.

He walked in front of Donny and said, "Get on your knees in front of me,
son."

Donny shrugged and knelt. Then he looked up.

Jack was just in boxers and Donny realized he'd never been this close to an
almost naked man. Jack's body was really hairy and a mix of muscle and
fat. It made Jack's body seem pathetic and small somehow.

Jack looked down and spoke then, "I was on there looking for a girl. I need
my dick sucked at least. You ever sucked dick?"

Donny shook his head no.

Then he said, "I'm not a fag."

Jack laughed. The kid met a horny man online and instantly got on his
knees. He was about to be gay if he wasn't already.

Jack continued, "I normally pay 60 for a blowjob and 150 if we fuck
too. That work?"

Donny spoke then, "I'm not queer for real. I've never sucked cock or been
fucked or anything. I was just bored."

Jack laughed.

Then he said, "I'm straight too, kid. You want the money or not?"

Donny thought about it for a minute and realized nobody would know.

It was a lot of money for him.

He nodded yes.

Jack reached for Donny's hands. He brought them to his underwear and
started the kid fondling his junk.

It felt good, but he didn't want an over the underwear handjob.

He reached out and took the kids baseball cap off. Then he put it back on
with the bill in the back.

Jack said, "Take my underwear off and start licking my balls."

Donny froze, but only for a minute. He pulled the man's underwear down and
waited as he kicked them off to the side.

Then he looked at Jack's cock and balls.

He had never seen a dick like Jack's before. It wasn't hard and was the
same size as his hard. Maybe six inches. But it had all this extra skin
like one of those snake toys in stores that roll around. His nuts were
easily the size of golfballs.

Jack tilted Donny's head back and lowered his nuts over his face and said
,"Lick."

The boy's tongue felt good. He started out hesitant, but in a minute or so
his tongue was going full speed on Jack's balls. Donny even sucked in the
loose skin surrounding his nuts.

It gave Jack an idea. He scooted Donny back until his head was tilted back
against the mattress. He tea bagged the little shit for a moment.

Then Jack placed one of his legs up on the bed and sat his ass on the kid's
face.

The kid's tongue went away.

He heard a slightly muffled sound. He decided the kid was young enough to
be dumb enough to believe anything.

He said:

The best part of any blowjob kid is the ass licking. It's clean. All you
got to do is lick it and stick your tongue inside. You've heard of a butt
munch. That's part of good head. Just try it for a second.

Then Jack felt it. The boy's tongue pushing at his asshole, then sliding
inside. He felt it slithering inside and couldn't help but moan. He started
rocking his butt on the boy's face, enjoying every second of the butt
licking.

Jack's dick hardened. He pulled off Donny's face long enough to wet his
dick in the boy's mouth. The kid gagged when he forced it to the balls down
his throat, but took it.

When he pulled out, his dick was wet with Donny's throat juices.

He looked down at the boy and decided to make them both more comfortable.

Jack picked Donny up under the arms and threw him on his back on the
bed. Then Jack crawled on the bed and sat his ass right on Donny's face.

In this position, however, there was a bonus.

He pulled the kid's hands to his wet dick and started moving them up and
down so the kid would know how he liked his dick jerked.

Then he just enjoyed.

The kid must not work much because his hands were incredibly soft. And his
tongue was fucking paradise.

Jack played with the boy's nipples a little as his ass was being eaten. He
liked the way the kid's stomach contracted when he tweaked them hard. He
even reached in the kid's pants once to see what he was packing. Felt
pretty modest.

After about five minutes riding Donny's face, Jack knew he was about to
cum.

He turned around and pulled the boy's head up. Then he pushed his dick
balls deep down the boy's throat, thrust twice, and creamed the kid's
mouth.

When Jack pulled out, Donny rolled over and started spitting the cum out
right on the carpet.

Donny turned and looked at Jack after and they both kind of laughed.

Donny said, "So, I guess that's sex?"

Jack shook his head and said,"That's a blowjob."

Then, Jack decided to make a bigger leap than he ever thought he'd be cool
with.

Jack said, "Let me recover some and maybe I'll show you what it's like to
get fucked up the butt, kid. If you can take it."

Donny laughed, but nervously.

Then Donny said, "I'm no pussy. If it hurts, just hold me down and make me
push through."

Jack's eyes widened. His dick was big. A little over eight inches hard and
thick. He'd only gotten it up a couple of asses in his whole life and it
took a ton of work and going easy.

He had never had unrestrained or rough anal sex like the kid just offered.

His still wet dick flexed.

But Jack wasn't ready yet for another round. He got a beer from the fridge,
lit a cigar, spread out on the couch, and decided to get to know the kid.

Jack said, "Tell me about your life, kid. What do you do when you're not
sucking dick?"

Donny laughed, pulled up until he was sitting on the edge of the bed, and
gave Jack his life story.

The boy was eighteen, but barely. He was shaved all over because he was
backup on the hs swim team. He lived in the trailer park down the street
and hadn't seen his dad since he was six. His mom was around, but he seemed
to imply she was a drunk. The only sports he knew anything about were
skating and car racing. He was a total virgin, but he said his neighbor had
let him feel her tits once. He still couldn't grow facial hair and hadn't
had to shave his face yet.

Donny also said he planned to use the money from tonight for a new
board. He said his current board cost fifteen bucks and the wheels sucked.

Jack lifted his legs up on the couch and said, "If I'm going to get hard
again, kid, you need to get your tongue back up my shit hole."

Jack wasn't counting entirely on that to get him hard enough for round
two. As Donny got on his knees and started licking, Jack used the remote to
order a porn called Blonde Anal Sluts 12.

The moans of the sluts in the film, the smell and taste of the cigar, the
occasional drink of beer, and the ass licking the boy was giving him all
added up to a good time for Jack. His cock responded by hardening.

Jack relaxed his legs and placed them around the boy on the floor. Then he
lifted the kid up by his armpits until Donny was standing in front of him.

The kid wasn't too much of a mess. His nipples were a little red from where
they were tweaked on the bed. He had a hair from Jack's balls or ass stuck
to his face. But otherwise, he was just sloppy faced from licking ass and
taking cum.

Jack remembered the gift for his wife then. An expensive engraved leather
collar for their dog, Hudson.

He unbuckled the boy's cheap belt. Then he pulled it out of the loop and
sat it to the side. He followed by unbuttoning and unzipping Donny's
jeans. They fell to the floor quick and left the boy in his white
briefs. Jack fondled and even kissed the kid's nuts and junk through the
underwear before pulling them down all the way.

Jack stood then.

He said, "Get naked, Donny."

While the boy stepped out of his clothes, Jack fetched the collar from his
bag. He held it in his hands and his dick again surged like it hadn't in
years.

He returned and examined the nude boy. He ran his hands over the boy's soft
shoulders and back. He turned him around and saw that beautiful smooth
tight little boy butt. He pulled the boy's asscheeks apart and glimpsed a
butthole too tight to easily take a pinkie dry. The boy's cock was soft
still and only about four inches. He was circumcised and it laid on an
equally small nutsack.

He held the boy tight against him for a minute, holding him tight, his
hands on the boy's ass. Then he pressed his lips against the boy's for a
second and gently tongue kissed him.

Donny pulled away.

Then Donny said, "I'm not gay, remember?"

Jack nodded. Then he pushed on Donny's shoulders until Donny was back on
his knees.

He liked the site of the boy on his knees before him, like a slave.

Jack spoke then:

I know you're not gay, son. I'm not either. I have a fantasy you can help
me with though. I've always been scared to be rough with women. I'd never
slap or hit or hurt one. But you're not a woman, so it wouldn't be like
hitting or hurting a lady, ain't that right?

Donny paused. Then he nodded.

Jack continued:

One thing I've always wanted is a slave. You're not black, but the Romans
and Greeks had white slaves too. And they used the boys for rough sex or
like toys, same as women. If I fuck you, I want to fuck you like they
did. Master to slave boy. No mercy. Treat you like a dog or pet, but you'd
be my property for the night. No mercy. You understand?

Donny nodded again.

Jack went for it then:

I know you're not a pussy, boy. You can take whatever I dish out and maybe
you'll even learn to like it. Put on the collar. Stop being human,
boy. Become mine. Call me master. I'll call you whatever I want.

Jack handed the collar to Donny.

Donny thought about leaving then. This was way weirder and more than he'd
ever thought about. None of this had even made him hard. But Jack expected
him to put it on and he didn't want Jack to think he was a pussy.

He liked Jack.

Donny wrapped the collar around his neck. He gulped and then tightened it
and looked up at Jack.

Jack spoke then, "Is it gonna cause a problem if you go home with a busted
lip, black eye, bruises, or any other damage?"

Donny's mom was never around. Nobody at school would care. He shook his no.

Jack smiled.

He lifted the boy up off his knees.

Then Jack punched him hard in the stomach.

The boy collapsed on the floor with the breath knocked out of him.

Jack leaned in close to the boy and said, "You say yes master or no
master. That understood, slaveboy?"

The boy finally caught his breath. Nobody had ever hit him, but he had
agreed to this. He wasn't about to pussy out.

So Donny said, "Yes, master."

Jack put one foot on the slave's stomach. The other he put to the boy's
face.

He said, "Clean your master's foot with your tongue, boy."

The boy knew what to say this time.

It didn't feel great to Jack. But seeing this beautiful young animal on the
ground using its mouth on Jack's foot was it's own turnon.

The boy used his tongue to lick the top and bottom of Jack's foot clean. He
ran his tongue between Jack's toes and sucked them each in his mouth.

It was humiliating to Donny. It turned on Jack..

When Donny finished with the first foot, Jack replaced it with the other.

Meanwhile, Jack was considering his next step. He thought about just
fucking the boy, but realized that'd be a waste of an opportunity.

He lifted his leg off Donny's stomach and said, "Bend over the table,
facing the tv."

Donny didn't hesitate to call him master or move to the table this time.

Jack decided to explain his plans as he picked up the boy's belt and his
own underwear.

He said:

I was never allowed to whip my boys. It used to be normal to whip and break
your kids so they'd obey. I was spanked. So that's what I'm going to do to
you. Tan your pretty ass and back, boy.

Jack ran the belt down Donny's arched back and butt. He enjoyed his slave's
shivering.

He held his underwear to Donny's mouth and said, "Open."

When the boy obeyed, he used his underwear as a gag and stuffed them in the
slaveboy's mouth.

He started the spanking with his hands. He enjoyed seeing his handprint
show up on the boy's reddening ass. The boy jerked a little everytime as if
surprised.

Then Jack used the belt.

The first hit cracked throughout the room. Donny screamed through the
gag. He tried getting up, but Jack pushed him back down.

Jack waited for the kid to recover, then started slightly softer.

He didn't think his cock could get any harder.

The boy was making ow sounds and squirming, but seemed to understand this
was how property was treated.

Jack stopped whipping the kid's ass when it was blood red. He gave a couple
of lashes on the boy's back. Then ran his hands on the marks as the boy
trembled.

He leaned in close and offered the boy a chance to get up and go if he
couldn't handle it.

He was relieved when the boy shook his head no. Partly because he wasn't
sure he could have let the boy go.

Jack pressed Donny down until he was flat on the table. Then he kicked his
legs apart.

Jack got the lube he kept for his wife's pussy out and squirted it on the
kid's asshole and on his own cock.

He thought about going really easy, but what real slave would even have
gotten lube.

He wrapped his left hand around Donny's throat to hold him in place.

Then he pressed his dick against the boy's asshole with his hand and shoved
his cock in.

The boy bucked under him and screamed through the underwear.

But the boy had said he was no pussy and to make him take it.

Jack pulled out the two inches he'd gotten in and then slammed it back in
harder and deeper.

Three inches, then four, then five.

By the tenth thrust, he felt his balls slap the boy's ass. He was balls
deep.

The boy's tight asshole and the squealing of the girl in the movie had him
rock hard.

He lowered his full weight on the boy and relaxed, making the kid really
feel him on top of him. He pulled the boy's cap off and threw it to the
side. Then he pulled Donny's head back by the hair and licked the tears off
his face. The kid was tough. He was taking this way better than any woman
ever had.

No wonder slaveboy ass was so popular.

Jack whispered in his ear, "You're no better than a cunt now, boy."

Donny whimpered.

The next thirty minutes were heaven for Jack. Donny moaned and whimpered
and cried under Jack. Donny's teenage ass opened up under the constant
battering until it was a tight sloshing hole. Jack pulled out all the
things he'd ever wanted to try.

For five minutes, he pulled his dick all the way out every stroke and then
slammed it back in so hard the boy's body rocked forward and he yelped.

Then he went balls deep and just fucked as hard and fast as he could.

When he was covered with sweat and dripping all over the boy, he slowed
down and wrapped his arms around the kids throat so he was held
immobile. Then he humped him deep and slow, resting his whole body on him.

At one point, he moved the boy to the bed and flipped the boy over without
taking his dick out of him. Missionary style, he pounded the kid. Every
stroke, he did something different to the boy. Slapped him across the face,
spit on him, choked him, even busted his lip once. The kid took it all and
even pushed back against his dick at one point.

When Jack finally came, he thought his dick would never stop shooting. He
filled Donny's guts with at least five jets of cum.

Jack didn't wait for the boy to recover. The kid was a slave. He had
agreed.

Jack grabbed the ring on the collar and dragged the boy off the bed and to
the floor.

Jack really looked at Donny then.

The boy arrived with flawless skin, looking like an innocent. Now his lip
was busted and he had the beginnings of a black eye. His ass was still red
and he had lines on his back from the whipping he'd been given earlier. His
ass was dripping cum. And he was covered in sweat, not just his own, but
Jack's too.

The collar topped it off. The kid was a slut. His slut. His property.

He was the master.

Jack said, "Suck my dick clean. Then I need to piss. Swallow every drop."

He barely felt Donny's tongue as the boy lapped at his balls and dick. He
was still floating from the boy's pussy.

When he realized his junk was clean of the boys juices and the lube, he
placed his dick at the boy's lips and pushed them open.

The boy gagged and choked on his piss, but didn't fight him. He was
swallowing as fast as he could and still some piss fell to the floor.

The point was made though.

His throat was Jack's toilet.

Jack got the money he promised the kid, decided to double it, and handed it
to the still kneeling Donny.

Donny took it, but then hesitated. He wanted more than this small town.

He handed the money back.

Then he said, "Take me with you, master?"