Date: Tue, 2 Jan 2001 03:07:13 +0100 From: bchaim@hotmail.com Subject: Stephan (authoritarian/adult-youth) Stephan 1 Copyright Bchaim English isn't my mother tongue; sorry for any mistakes! Reactions are welcome at: bchaim@hotmail.com More stories of bchaim? See Authors at Nifty: bchaim ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Happy 2001 to all of my readers and their friends! thanks for all your reactions the last years. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Stephan 1 Stephan is a slim guy. He lives in a village close to Utrecht, the Netherlands. He is on a special High School. He has to learn the rules of the game called life. Yes, Stephan has a history. He got into trouble after primary school. He hanged out with friends a local take away. Bored, small talk, every night. After a some time, Stefan and his friends went out stealing. Little things, just for the excitement. He got sometimes in trouble visiting disco's. Joy riding, and hitting a police officer, did the close the door behind his nice teen butt. Stephan is on a special school now. Strict rules, no alcohol, no smoking, no drugs. All boys are intern. Stephan isn't a boy anymore, anyhow he thinks so. He is proud to be a teenager! Stephan works out a lot in the gym, and it shows! He is getting some real nice biceps and his little nipples show on his nice light brown chest. No fat, no way, his abdomen are strong muscles. Stephan is worried about his small cock and the lack of hair around it. There is just a small line of hair above his 5 inch cock. No stairway of hairs to his belly button right now. Not even a single hair on his balls. No hair on his so well trained chest. Will it ever come? He wonders. Stephan hates to be late, he really hates that! He has some hairs on his strong legs, and yes, under his arm pits. But that's nothing compared with his friends at school. They all bigger and have hair everywere! This evening Stephan is with his ass up in the air in the locker-room. Naked, just wearing his grey, a size to small, boxer shorts. He likes te feeling of the cotton pressing against his teen cock. The grey cotton on his little firm ass. The whole building is dark. And, he knows all to well, he is not supposed to be here! Wanding around is off limits, and you can get severe punishments for that. He looks for the special coin he dropped this afternoon. It shows a nude wrestler. He wants to be like this man, being close to such a Man. He kept it in his pocket all the time. Shit! And now, before going to bed he couldn't find it. It is against all the rules of the school to wander around the building, but the time being long no one found out, Stephan wants his coin back! A strong hand is on his ass! The light is on! "Looks you are in deep trouble, boy!" Stephan turned around to see Rick, their coach, glaring at him. Rick has a strong body. Twice the size of our poor boy Stephan. He is the coach, he trains this kids to get in shape and give them direction and attention. He has to walk his rounds this night, to make sure nothing happens. He left his house on the greens, wearing just his sweats and a thight t-shirt on his strong naked body. Not expecting to meet someone on his way. He looks at this boy, his pupil, Stephan. Stephan is very nervous, he knows he made a big mistake! Of all people, to be caught by Rick, their coach is the worst thing what can happen in your teen life. He can report him to the director, and they can sent him to a youth prison. Coach can keep him out of all the fun. No working out anymore. "Stupid boy! You kow the rules around here! This is not new. Do you want to smoke, do you have any pills?" The big man, Rick, his coach is getting him on his feet. "So, tell me!" Rick his voice is firm. "No, Sir, nothing like that!" Stephan, with a deep red face, now in the strong light of the toilets. He doesn't dare to move. He knows his nearly naked teen body is exposed to his coach. Rick thought he was never interested in kids. He feels his big cock stir against his sweats, looking at this young, nearly naked teen. He looks at Stepan his thight grey boxers, seeing clearly the out-line of his young little cock. Rick is gay. He knows it and he has a lover. They live close to the school, at the grounds in a little house, making their own lifes. His lover Zvi, is seven years younger, 21, a great guy and bottom. Rick likes to be the Master, but by his knowlegde, he never showed it to his pupils. They are too young! He likes Zwi, his little but very strong swimmers adult body with some teen signs. Zwi is shaved all over, but is really not such a kid. He takes and does everthing Rick wants to have fun! He turns his attention to the boy in front of him. "Stephan, you are in big trouble! You know the rules around here! What made you to be at the lockers with your ass up in the air? Boy!" Stephan is silent. He doesn't know what to do or to say. "You need special training, boy, you agree?" Stephan looked at his naked feet. His head bows, ... Whatever.. His body is reacting. Shit, his little cock is growing bigger in his thight grey boxers. "Yes, Sir" "You are so stupid! Follow me..!" Rick, the coach is turning, he walked through the door, Stephan only can follow him. No way, to avoid his fate. He looks at the firm ass in front of him, in those blue sweats, those big shoulders and strong back of his Coach in his t-shirt. He really feels like a boy! Coach Rick walked through the dark corridor to the main hall. Stephan followed him like a puppy. Without a word Rick is leaving the building. His mind is racing. Should he do it, give this little shit the training of his life? To bring this beautiful boy to their house and teach him good manners there? On the green, Rick stopped suddenly! Stephan with his mind far away, didn't paid attention and jumped into the back of his big coach. In the dark Rick whispered to the boy: "You need to tell me why you was there! Don't you, boy? We have to punish you for disobeying the rules..." "Yes, Sir" Rick couldn't help himself he stroked the boy's hair, his hand wandered down on his slim naked but strong back, ending at the firm ass still in those grey boxers. Rick reaches for Stefans ass and stroked the boy's cheeks over the cotton all over. Stephan never had such a feeling. Another male touching him all over! He can't help himself. He moans, getting tears in his eyes. He want to drop to his knees pressing his body into his Coach. He feels his boy cock pointing out. Shit, he gets a boner! Stephan fears Coach can see his boner, see his reaction. He tries to step away. Coach Rick, however, is very strong, putting his big hands on his naked shoulders keeping him in place 3 feet from his body. Looking at this teen he makes up his mind. Rick feels his boner pressing against the cotton of his briefs in his sweats. He will show this boy the ropes. Yes, he will! "Strip, boy!" Stephan can't believe his ears. Naked here??? Outside the schoolbuilding, far away from his own quarters... O, hell, no! Coach will see his cock! He knows he had no choise. He feels humiliated by the question alone. Rick looks into the boys eyes. He feels the hesitation, the fear of getting naked in front of him. This boy has to learn a lot! "Do I have to help you, boy? Or don't you can take orders?" "Yes, Sir!" Stefan bends over to drop his boxers. He gets his tumbs on the waistband of his boxers. Slowly he tuggs them down. He turns around, praying his cock will go down. He exposes slowly his smooth firm hairless butt for his Coach. Taking them down over his nearly smooth legs. His pale ass is in the air, taking them of his feet. He has his boxers in his hand, not knowing what to do with them. Rick looked at his strong teens butt. Pale in the moon light. He knows, he took the right move. This boy will be his! He will do his duty at his home. In a flash he wonders what Zvi would think about the situation. "Follow me!" Rick walks to his house... Stephan follows naked. Entering the house, Stephan feels to terrible stupid. The blinds of the house are closed. He stands in the hall now. Very aware being naked, with his grey boxers in his hand. He wants the floor to open to swallow him, to disappear, with no return. This is so embarrising! A young man, beautiful and a young adult in Stephan's eyes, entered the hall. He is nearly naked, just wearing a white jock. He is just a little taller than Stephan. He is strong, Stephan can see his mucles on his smooth body. No body hair at all. Coach Rick steps forward kissing the young man, strongly on his lips, stroking his black hair. His strong hands wander for a moment down, stroking his little nipples on his strong smooth chest. "Sorry, Zvi boy, caught this little fucker, with his ass up in the air at the lockers. He can remember the rules, and can't tell me what brought him there. He needs to be taught a lesson! Don't you agree? So, I brought him home to ge some training. I think you can be very helpful at the proces". Rick produces a big smile. He knows Zwi his fantasies about a trio, being his Masters helper on another bottom. Zvi doesn't know how to adress his Master and Lover in front of this naked teen. Rick laughed aloud, looking at Zvi his face. "My Zvi! Act normal!" "Yes Sir!" Before Stefan's surprised eyes Zvi is on his knees in a flash. He takes of Rick his trainers and socks, kissing both feet. After that Zvi gets on his knees, before Stefans surprised eyes. He takes off Rick his sweats, exposing his hairy legs slowly. Rick, Stephan's Coach, stands still during this proces. He seems to be used to it. Rick steps out his sweats and his big cock is now just in a pair of tight back briefs. Stephan looks with big eyes at the big cock clearly visible under the black cotton. He spreads his arms, to allow Zvi to take off his t-shirt. Stephan sees that Zvi smells all those items before putting them away. Rick's body is fucking great. Of course, Stephan has seen his coach before. Not the way it is now. Nearly naked, a huge man. A dream like his coin. He nearly forgets why he is here. Naked. Seeing his own secret dreams before his own eyes. He knows his cock is total erect, seeing this show of love and respect. He tries to hide his boner with is hands. Coach looks at him. "Get your hands on your head!" Stephan knows he has no choise, he puts his hands on his head. With that showing his little teen cock to these beautiful strong man. "Zvi get some briefs for this little fucker, one pair I bought you in the beginning." Zvi smiles a knowing smile. Of course he knows 'The Tight Briefs', Rick told him to wear in the beginning. Sweet tough memories cross his mind. "Yes Sir!" He walkes to his room, to find them. Which isn't hard, they are right below his pillow. In a flash Zvi is entering the hall again in his hand he has a pair of very tight white briefs. They look like they are made of a 10 years old boy. And that is true. Kids-wear, no doubt. "Very good, Zvi, put them on this little fucker boy. Be sure his little cock is stored". Zvi drops to his knees in front of Stephan. He takes one foot and let Stephan step in. He takes his other foot. Taking the small tight little boy briefs, UP with a powerful thrust. Stephan feels the briefs go on his legs, on this strong butt and he feels Zvi covers his little... but now rock-hard cock in them. His cock isn't going down, the presure makes it even harder. Hell! I is hard to keep his hands on his head this way. He spreads his legs a little bit more to keep in balance. The briefs are so damn thight! They nearly cover his teen dick, a line of cockhair above the waistline is still visible. Zvi looks at his handwork, smiling! He puts a hand on Stephan's erect cock to move it in a horizontal position inside the small white briefs. "Zvi, my boy, very good!" To Stefan in his to small white briefs, Coach says: "O.K. boy, come over here! I will tell you the 'Rules of the House'." "Yes, Coach..." Stephan responds shy, moving to his Coach, obeying his strong voice. He stands now very close to him, waiting for further instuctions. "Looks like you are very horny for this, Stephan boy." Coach his big hand wander over Stephans smooth teen chest, feeling his small nipples, taking them between his strong fingers. "Oghhh !" Damn it hurts...! Hurts like hell! Coach knows what he is doing. He smiles at Zvi, he feels Stefans nipples are becoming rock hard, they start to point out. Great! His hands wander down stroking the kids belly button. Going down, he strokes the wet damp spot on the little, so tight, white briefs. Zvi put on him. Stefan tembles now. Hell, he is so excited! He little teen cock has a life of its own. Trying to escape from its narrow cotton prison. Coach puts his big hands on Stephan shoulders, stroking the soft skin. "Relax, boy, this is just the beginning, believe me, my little!" Stefans looks down at his feet standing apart at the floor. "Listen carefully! Boy! 'The House Rules' are: One: I will train you and learn you your manners. Zvi, is my assistent. He will get his orders from me. Second: Never... never speak to us unless one of us asks you a question. Third: you will never touch your little teen cock before I, or Zvi, with my permission, order you to do so! You understand? Boy?" "Yes, Coach!" "Coach or Sir is fine for me, you have no right so adress me otherwise! Zvi, you can call Zvi, but never get the idea you are equal to him, Never! Remember that! Zvi has his own power, and is my Lover and with my permission HE can do everything he wants!" "I didn't hear you boy, get your chest forward and answer me in a proper way!" Stephan puts his chest out, taking a deep breath. "Yes, SIR!" "Good boy, that's the way!" Coach Rick feels his own cock getting harder any second in his own black briefs. He knows his limits. There is a long night to go. Rick strokes Stephans smooth shoulder and takes him by his arm. The three of them walk into the house. But instead of walking into the livingroom, or what Stephan silently hoped for, to their bedroom, they walk down to the basement. Stephan can't believe his eyes. They enter a big dark room. Just lit by some real candles. He feels smooth leather under his feet. The walls are also covered with black leather. Chains and ropes and other object Stephan doesn't know, are hanging there. There is a big antique cup board, a black leather couch and in the middle.. space, it is a very big room. With just one chair and a strange table. Both covered with the same black leather. Stephan has never seen such a room in his entire life. He feels like being in a Castle. The room, he wanted to be in, in his wet dreams. Coach brings him to the middle of he room. Touching his back, he understands the silent order now. His chest must be proud and forward! Zvi takes his position just in front of him. In the mean while Coach is sitting in the black chair. Coach is stroking his own nipples and chest-hair. He loves it, looking at this couple. His lover, Zvi, strong, mature, with his muscled body, he knows so very well and this small pale beautiful teen in front of him. "Zvi ask your questions!" "Yes Sir" Zvi nods his head to his Master in his leather chair. "Boy, your name?" Zvi his tone is soft, Coach Rick wants to hug him for that, but he is silent. "Stephan... Zvi" "My Master caught you with your ass in the air at the lockers at your school at 10.15 pm this night?" "Yes, Zvi" "He brought you, boy, to our house to teach you a new life, did he?" "Yes Zvi" "How got it, you where here, in Our Hall with a boner, little boy?" Stephan is hit by this question and the tone of 'little boy'. His fingers play with his (Zvi's ?) tight shorts. No boner any more. Fear is in his stomach. "Sorry" "Nothing to feel sorry about, just tell me, Stephan boy" "Uhhhh... " "Yes, BOY!" Zvi his voice is getting firm. "I was naked... looking at Coach, your Man, Sir Rick... uhhh... I couldn't help myself, sorry, please understand... please!!!!" Zvi strokes the little teen in front of him. He knows what he feels. He was at the same spot and nearly the same good (...) humiliating questions some years ago. "Calm down! I understand". Zvi his hands has a will for themselfs. He takes Stefans wrists in his hands putting them in his neck. He smells Stephans armpits. He loves it! "Stay this way during my questions!" Zvi orders. In a flash he looks at Rick his Master, is he going to far? Coach Rick just nods his head. He loves the sight and is proud of his lover. Wondering or he is real a bottom. Zvi stands proud now before this teen, his 6 inch cock is fitting his white jock very well. Secretly he hopes the teen is impressed. "Do you masturbate?" "Yes, Zvi" "You are a virgin?" Stephan turns red now. "Yes, Zvi, I think so... yes" "Never had sex with a man or woman?" "No, no, Zvi!" "Sure?" "Yes, Sure!" Zvi smiles, at his age he was certianly further. "You wank?" "I told you, yes." "With in your mind a man or a woman?" "uhhhh... uhhh... sometimes a man" "Sometimes?" "Mostly, Zvi... yes, a man, a friend, a boy... but not that bad, mostly with their briefs, boxers, speedos on! You know, not naked!" "Calm down, I know what you mean, it sounds healthy, Stephan, don't worry" "You can spray a load on your belly?" Stephan feels just anger on this question. His hands leave his neck, and he spats out: "Yes of course I can!!! Zvi! What do you think!" Stephan's mind is racing, what does this strong little man think of him? He knows he is little, and puberty hit him late, but this is an insult! So humilating! Zvi strokes his smooth shoulders with his strong warm hands. Feeling his chest, finding his nipples, pinching them. "Ouch" It hurts again, Zvi takes his nipples hard. "Get your hands back where they belong!" "Yes", "Yes, Zvi, sorry" Stephan brings his hands back to his neck. O, shit, he forgot everything! All those 'House Rules'... hell! There is a deep silence in the room. "I think it is time to bring you outside!" "Oh, please, Sirs, I need this so bad" Stephans knees are shaking. "Please, Zvi, Please Coach, don't do that!" Zvi reachs up to the boy's nipples and graps one in each of his strong hands. He teases them back and forth between his tumb and forefinger. "Look at your Coach, right in his eyes! And don't make a fucking move, otherwise you are OUT!" Stephan, still confused by his own emotions looks at the Coach in his chair. Coach Rick sees just hungry lust in his eyes. He is so proud of Zvi! Still stroking his big cock through his briefs he nods at Stephan. "Are you really ready for this, boy?" Stephan's mind is in overdrive. He wants to stay HERE! It cost a couple of minutes to find his breath again. "Yes, Sir, oh, YES, please Sir, let me stay!" With these words, he wants to make his smooth teen chest strong, to show his developing mucles, to place his hands strongly behind his neck. A silent pray to heaven... please let me stay with this man! Zvi pinches his nippls again, but harder now. Stphan feels this is like the test. He wants to cry out. Nothing comes from his lips. Stephan knows he wants to stay here. To be their boy, kid, if they want, whatever they want. Past and present! All those feelings. Zvi stretchs the nipple flesh, pulling them out from his smooth chest. Here and now! Yes, feeling the pain. Stephan doesn't cry, he doesn't move away, he can't. Zvi pinches and pulles them even harder, between his strong fingers. PAIN! "Aaghhhhhhh!" Zvi looks him strong and direct in his eyes. "Please continue! ... please, but ask your Master to let me stay here! Please!" Stephan gaspes, his naked toes strong into the black leather, hoping this beautiful man will go on and will at least say he did his best. Whatever, he will take everything. He has to stay! To become a person! Shit! Stephan wants to be their obedient and willing boy. "Please, let me stay!" The pain on his nipples is worse now. Tears are in his begging eyes. Zvi leaves is nipples stroking his smooth chest. With one look at Rick, his Master, he knew the answer. He strokes Stephans trembling body. "Shhhh... you have to learn to take it, but you did great! You will stay. Zvi licks the tears from Stefan's face, travelling to his neck and his right arm-pit. Licking the fresh teen-boy hairs and musk, sweat of fear and hope. He looks at his Master, Coach Rick. Rick is pleased with the situation, but his eyes tells Zvi to stop. Zvi stands before the teen again. He has respect. The things he did were heavy. He couldn't take that the first night, no way. It cost him half a year... Stephan is so turned on, it is hard to stay into position, his cock is fighting to get out of his small white briefs. He is ready to explode, to fill this room with his cum. "Ohhhh..." Stephan knows he can't. His hands are in his neck and his eager cock is in those white tight briefs Zvi put on him. They feel now like a prison. But he wants to show Zvi, and Coach, he really can cum, not only on his belly, just everywhere. Zvi srokes his sore nipples now. To Stephan's surprise he feels Zvi his tongue on his chest. In a flash Zvi licks his way between his nipples. Giving them both a little kiss. "You are beautiful and strong, I like that" Zvi whispers in Stephans ear. Zvi turn his head to Coach Rick, his Master. "Sir, I think your boy is ready!" Coach Rick smiles. He knows they never played this game before, and it feels so natural. Zvi has to know his limits. OK, but he is young and eager. Rick wonders, can he have two boys? What to do tomorrow. Stephan has to be back at school. Coach stands up from the black leather chair, which isn't as confortable it looks. He made his with his own hands, not to be confortable...! He smiles at Zvi patting his strong naked back. "You did a great job, my boy! I'm realy proud of you!" They are kissing just before their now 'poor' Stephan, who is in terrible need to come. His legs spread strong apart, like a soldier, and his hands in his neck. Struggling to stay in position, getting even more horny every second. Stephan is very aware of the 'Rules of the House', as told him before. He doesn't want to spoil anything. He just looks at his feet. He hopes that's the best way. Coach brings Zvi to one of the corners of the room. Zvi lies down on his stomach on the soft leather of the floor. Coach pats him on his strong butt in his now wet undies, before returning to the centre, to Stephan. "Boy, we are just getting started. Relax a little" With those words Coach hands wander down and reach for the waist-band of his tight shorts. "I need you naked again, boy." Stephan's mind is racing! Great! "It is time to be Nearly... naked again" Coach pulls the top of the tight briefs out from Stephan's waist. Stephans rock-hard boner springs into the air, little drops of pre-cum are everywhere. "Making a mess, my boy?" "Yes Sir" "Sorry, Sir" Coach is smiling, with a tug, he brings the waist-band below Stefan's smooth balls. It hurts! His little smooth teen balls -full of cum- and -ready to shout their load- are pushed up just above the base of his cock. But his young teen cock stays hard, even getting harder... What the hell is happening to him? "Turn around" Obedient as he wants to be he turns around, looking Zvi right in the eyes who is laying there on his belly. Coach is stroking his cotton covered behind now. A hard slap on his ass, makes the world the real again. "Aaa, Sir!" Coach his big hands are feeling the cotton of "his" (Zvi's) white briefs. Finding his crack, getting into his crack, making the waistband in front, on his cock and balls, go stronger and tighter. It hurts so good! Stephan can't help himself he pushes out his firm little ass, to give Coach more access, knowing very well this way, his balls will be streched up to their limits! Stephan doesn't care anymore. He wants to pleasure his Coach, he wants to pleasure Zvi. "I will train you all the way" Coach whispers in his ear. "Yes Sir, please SIR!" Coach looks at Zvi, who knows, this silent order all to well! Zvi is getting between stephan's legs. His face up, his naked back and ass a little in the air. Zvi looks up, begging eyes. He hopes for it. He wants this teens load, better Stephan's load! Right in his face! Coach gets his hands in front of Stephan, pressing his torso into his back. Stephan feels great! Feeling the Coach strong body everywhere. Smelling his sweat, his strong body. He gives pressure back to get closer to this big man. His Coach, his Master, his Judge and Teacher, whatever... he never felt so good in his life! One hand on his left nipple, playing with it, slowly. Not hurting him like Zvi. But he liked that, never tehe less the pain. Coach his other hand is slowly stroking his wet dripping cock, avoiding the tip. Stephan is on fire! "Please Sir, don't stop! Just don't stop! Please!" Coach Rick graps his blond long hair. "Remember the 'Rules of the House' boy!" "Sorry, Sir, It will not happen again! Coach, Sir!" Coach doesn't respont. His big hand just takes Stephans cockhead in his strong hand. Pre-cum leaks everywhere. He leaves Stephans cock alone, bringing his hand to Stephan's nipple. Coating them with his own pre-cum. Coach Rick smiles. He knows your own spit and pre cum are the best medic after a good work out... He stretches Stephan's other nipple with his hand full of the boys own pre-cum. This boy is so eager, he is a fucking A ! Bringing back his stroking hand, he whispers into the boys ear: "You do everything for me and my boy Zvi, don't you?" Without any hesitation Stephan answes "ALL, Coach, everything for you both, Sir" "Get your reward, you have been a good Boy!" Stephans heart jumps! Pressing his teen back as close as it can be into his Coach front. Zvi is now on his knees his handsome face just some inches from Stephan's eager teen cock. He can smell the musk and pre-cum! "Fill Zvi's mouth with your teen cum, boy!" Coach orders! Coach his hands are wandering down in a flash. They shove away the tight briefs, so they hang on Stephan's now nearly wide spread legs, giving his smooth teen balls some freedom. Stefan's balls stay up, close to his little cock. He is so horny!!! Zvi opens his mouth wide. Coach touches his wet glans. Stephan's body shakes and rockes. He looses all his control. Cum is everywhere. "Agghh! Sirssssss" Coach has to keep his shaking body. Shaking Stephan's cum is everywhere. Coach is pointing his little dick, so the most direct in Zvi's mouth and throat. "Yessssssss... I can come, feel it!!!! Zvi!!!" Coach turns Stephan around... kissing him direct on the mouth. "Remember the 'Rules of the House', my boy, whatever you made a comitment, I, your Coach, and Zvi, will get you for this!" "Yes Sir, whatever!" Stephan kisses the big man on his cheek. "Thank you, Sir!" "You are welcome, boy" Coach kisses Stephan brief on the mouth, his tongue wandering inside. Stephan has to lick Zvi and the leather covered floor clean. Of course... but that is another story.