Date: Mon, 16 Oct 2000 22:44:31 -0700 (PDT)
From: Kid Bro <kidbro77@yahoo.com>
Subject: Master Paul part 2 (part 2 to Master Paul at the Office)

Master Paul part 2
By kidbro77@yahoo.com
Copyright 2000  all rights reserved.


My Master and I had had a fun day at the office... He had let me suck him
off beneath his desk while he got off on humiliating an employee of
his. After, he had taken me in his arms and held me tight to show me how
much he loved me and cared about me. He even let me stand on top of his
boots as I hugged him and pressed my face into his clean blue shirt. The
feel of his leather cowboy boots under my bare feet (he made me go out
barefoot today) was turning me on, but before I could get carried away with
myself, we had to leave, as my Master was expecting a visitor later that
evening - the employee he had humiliated was going to come over and beg for
his job.

On the way home, in his car, my Master held my hand tightly - to remind me
that he did love me but also to remind me of his strength and that if I
disobeyed him, I would have to pay the consequences. It was also to show me
that he was the Boss, not only at work, but also of me. He was wearing his
black leather driving gloves, and he was much stronger than me, and
could've crushed my hand in his.  I bit my lip as I didn't want to complain
about how hard he was gripping my hand. He squeezed it even harder and I
saw him smirk to himself; I had to look out the window to hide the tears
that were forming. "Baby?"he said. "What's wrong, kid?"

"N-nothing, Sir,"I replied, too afraid to tell him the truth.

He looked down at my whitening hand that he was squeezing. "Oh, shit!
Sorry, kid,"he said. "I was too busy thinking about what I'm gong to do to
Cory later tonight, I didn't realize I was hurtin' ya. Come here, baby..."

I wiped my tears as he pulled me towards him, and laid my head down in his
lap. "It's okay, kiddo,"he said, caressing my cheek with his black leather
gloves. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you. Are you okay?"

"Yes, Sir,"I nodded, relieved and feeling protected by my Big Brother.

"Okay,"he said. "You're a good boy, you know that?" He stroked my hair for
a bit. The feel of his leather glove touching me was making me horny for
him. He was such a stud, especially when he wore his black leather
gloves. They fit so tightly around his big hands. He knew what I was
thinking. He smiled and made a fist in front of my face. "Kiss it,"he said.

I immediately did as I was told. I planted a quick kiss on his gloved fist,
smelling and tasting the leather. I didn't kiss it for too long as I knew
this was a privilege for me and I didn't want to get in trouble for being
too greedy. My Master didn't like selfish boys. He liked to teach selfish
boys a lesson. He taught me a lesson before that I will never forget.

"You like that kid?"he asked, smiling down at me. He undid his fist and
caressed my cheek again with his thumb. "You're a good boy, and don't u
ever forget it." With that, he inserted his middle finger into my mouth. I
had to grab onto his leg to steady myself as I was so excited. I sucked his
gloved middle finger as if it was his 10" cock.

I could feel his 10" cock growing and pressing against my cheek.  "Thank
you Big Brother,"I managed to mumble as he used his middle finger to force
my mouth to open wider.

"Good boy,"he said, grabbing my whole mouth now with his hand. "Good
boy,"he repeated, letting go. I turned my head and kissed him on the inside
of his thigh.


When we got home, I immediately got to work. He carried me inside the
house, slung over his shoulder. He put me down gently as I said,"Thank you
Sir."  He smiled,"Good boy."

I looked up at him and waited for his signal. He smiled a bit and then
nodded ever so slightly. I fell to the ground and started kissing the black
cowboy boots he had on. With every kiss, I would say to him,"Thank you
Sir. Thank you Big Brother. Thank you Big Brother Paul."

I then took his suitcase out of his hand and set it down on the table. He
was still standing in front of the door, looking like a stud in his tight
business suit, cowboy boots, and cocky smirk. I hurriedly went and helped
him take off his jacket. "Good boy,"he said to me, as I hung it up in the
closet. I then ran back to him and reached up and started to undo his shirt
buttons. As soon as I had undone his shirt, I opened it to reveal his
massive chest. I pressed my face against his chest and inhaled his man
aroma. He smelled sweaty and musky. He let out a deep sigh as I sucked his
nipples and ran my tongue through his chest hair. "YEAH,"he exclaimed, in a
deep voice. He had closed his eyes and thrown his head back, enjoying being
served. I took his shirt off and hung it up and turned back to see him
standing there with his hands on his hips.

I immediately got down on my knees and began using my mouth to unbuckle his
belt. This was a very humiliating task for me, as I had to keep my eyes
looking up at him the entire time. He continued to stare at me as I
clumsily tried to get his belt buckle undone. He had done it extra tight
today to make it even more difficult than it already was. I began to
sweat. He crossed his arms across his chest, flexing his biceps and staring
at me. I couldn't help but stare at his bouncing muscles. Tears were
forming in my eyes again. I couldn't do it. I couldn't undo his belt and he
was getting impatient....

"Please, Big Brother,"I begged him, tears streaming down. "I - I can't do
it. Please don't hurt me, please don't hurt me, Sir!"

He stared at me, his arms bulging now. I bowed my head down in shame, and
stared at his cowboy boots. Suddenly, I felt his hand under my chin. He
lifted my face up to look at him. "Come here,"he said, bringing me up and
into his arms. "It's okay, boy. I'm not going to hurt you. You're a good
boy. I like it when u beg me for mercy."

I was shaking in his arms. "Thank you, Sir... thank you Big Brother,"I kept
saying, crying into his chest.

He let me go, but kept his arm around my shoulder. He undid his big belt
buckle slowly, watching my face the entire time. He slowly slid the belt
out and wrapped around his fist in front of my face. He slowly brought his
fist close to my face, so that I could smell the leather of his belt. He
caressed my cheek gently with the belt and then threw it across the
room. He then took his hand and gripped the back of my head, turning it
downwards to watch as he undid his pants. "Like what u see Boy?"he asked
me, dropping his pants to reveal his semi-erect cock. "You like that don't
you? You want to suck on it don't you Boy? You want me to fuck your face
with it, right Kid? You think I can choke u with it? Think it'll make you
gag? Why don't u touch it and see?"

"Thank you, Sir,"I said, his hand still holding my head in a vice-like
grip. I reached forward and gingerly stroked his big piece of meat. It
shuddered and throbbed in my tiny hand.

"Good boy,"he smiled, flexing his cock for me.  He let me go and stepped
out of his pants. He was still in his black cowboy boots. I brought him a
chair and he sat down, waiting for me to take his boots off for him. The
way I had to take them off was by turning around, straddling one of his
legs, and then pulling his boot off with all my might. I usually did this
naked, but he was anxious for a shower before our visitor arrived, so he
let me do it with my clothes on. He let me suck on his sweaty socks for
awhile afterwards too, and then I eventually had to take those off and lick
his feet for him. They were sweaty from the day, and he made me put my nose
in between his toes. "That's what a real man smells like, got that, boy?"

"Yes, Sir,"I gasped. I truly am honoured to have this stud as my Big
brother.

"Good boy,"he said. We went into the bathroom where I ran a shower on for
him. He told me to strip and join him as he got into the stall. I was in
the shower within a minute as I know I should never keep my Master
waiting. I had the privilege to wash my Master's body for him. I soaped him
up all over. He flexed his arms for me as I rubbed soap onto his
biceps. "You like that Kid? You like my muscles?"he smiled, flexing them
into my face. "Kiss them." I jumped at the opportunity to lick his
biceps. As soon as my tongue touched his muscle, he flexed it and made it
bounce up and down. I was so horny I had to grab a hold of my master's body
to steady myself. He laughed a bit and said,"Good kiddo."

I soaped up his chest, rubbing the soap into his chest hair and then
pressing my face against it and breathing it in. I washed his massive back
for him, his rock hard ass, and then got on my knees to lather his hairy
legs.

He then turned around and grabbed my wet hair in his fist. I screamed as he
twisted it hard. He took that opportunity to ram his cock into my open
mouth. "You like that Boy?" he laughed. I tried to speak, but he shook me
and demanded,"Quiet. I have to take a leak. And now it's my turn to give
you a shower. " With that, he turned off the shower water and stared down
at me. The water trickling down the drain echoed in the bathroom. He pulled
his dick free from my mouth and aimed it at my face. A stream of warm
yellow piss came shooting forward, all over my face. He washed my hair with
his piss, laughing the entire time and asking, "Do you like that Boy? You
like getting washed by your Master's piss?"

I could only reply,"yes, Sir, thank you Sir." I added, "Please big Brother,
don't hurt me."

"You're a good boy,"he smiled, as he continued to pee all over my body. I
was now soaked in his urine. "Open up,"he ordered.

I did as I was told, and he inserted his cock into my mouth again. I felt a
warm sensation as he finished off his piss into my mouth. He hadn't gone to
the bathroom all day, saving all his piss for me. I swallowed as fast as I
could, choking on the amount of liquid filling my mouth. He laughed at me
as I gagged and coughed and his piss came out of my nose.

I was so humiliated I started to cry. I finished drinking his piss and made
sure I cleaned his cock for him, by licking it and sucking off every last
drop of piss. But the entire time, tears were streaking down my face. He
stood in front of me, his hands on his hips and shaking his head at me. I
felt so ashamed of myself.

The water came back on. He lifted me up off my knees and made sure the
water washed the urine off of me. He then held me from behind, his arms
locking me up against him. I could feel his muscles as he held me tight. I
could feel his big cock sliding up against my ass. He whispered into my
ear, "Who's your Big Brother?"

"You are, Sir! You're so big!"I answered immediately, gasping for
breath. He tightened his hold on me. "Please, Sir!" I gasped.

"I love you, kid, you know that?" he asked.

I nodded feverishly.

"Tonight,"he said, pressing his hardened cock slightly up into my ass, "I'm
going to fuck you so hard, boy. You'll be begging me for mercy."

I nearly fainted at the sound of his deep whisper and the intrusion into my
tight asshole. I couldn't wait for my Master to ram his cock into me all
night long. "Thank you Big Brother,"I managed to say.

"Good boy,"he said, as he thrust his huge cock up inside of me. I bit my
lip so hard it almost bled, to try to keep from screaming. Kissing the back
of my neck, he slowly pulled his cock out of me.

The doorbell rang.

"Visitor," he smiled, squeezing me in his arms.


To be continued....

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