Date: Sun, 27 May 2012 14:40:06 -0500
From: Steve Street <rssmaster@cox.net>
Subject: The faint armoa of soap 2

Now, here is boy, naked and squeaky clean, kneeling in front of my chair
just inches from my knees, the fingers of my right hand pressed under the
chin of his bowed head.  I press his chin up and appreciate the soft
passion and longing in his eyes as I make eye contact with him. Leaning
over, I press my lips to his, and he opens his mouth taking in my tongue. I
enjoy the minty taste of his freshly cleaned mouth as he sucks on my
tongue, and I savor the deep kiss for several minutes. Ending the kiss, I
raise my head and run my hands slowly down his chest, squeezing his pecs
and then down his abdomen, and, with my right hand, grasp his cock. Boy
lets out a moan as his cock thickens in my closed fist. The boy's uncut
cock is one of the enjoyable features of his body. Only about three inches
long when flaccid, it nests neatly and attractively in front of his
low-hanging balls. Turgid, his cock lengthens to about five inches and the
pinkish cock head peeps furtively through his foreskin. Feeling the warmth
of his turgid cock in my fist, I decide that before this waning morning
turns into afternoon I am going to reward him for his obedience by allowing
him to cum while I pleasure my cock deep in his now clean ass.

Releasing his cock, I lean back into my chair and tell boy that I need to
get more comfortable. I watch the soft smile of anticipation on his face as
he brings his hands from his ankles and begins to untie the lace on my
right shoe.  Within moments, he has removed the shoe and the sock and
putting his hands under my heel, raises my foot to his mouth and starts
licking the top of my foot until his tongue brushes my big toe. After he
sucks each toe, one at a time, into his mouth, he then does the same for my
left foot.  While boy sucks my toes, I reach over to the table to the right
of my chair and opening the drawer, take out the bottle of KY liquid. I
then stand up, put my arms under boy's arms and raise him up.

Without instruction, for he has learned from much training what he must do,
he unbuttons my shirt, and I pull it off and leaving the boy standing with
his hands now clasped behind his back, walk across the room placing my
shirt and the vial of KY on the far end of the couch. Walking back, I
embrace boy in my arms, enjoying the warmth of his body pressing against my
chest. He raises his head, and I give him another deep and long kiss and,
then, guide his head down to the top of my chest. Keeping his hands behind
his back, he proceeds to kiss and lick every part of my chest. He gently
sucks each of my tits and proceeds to kiss and lick his way down my
abdominals lowering himself until, again, he is on his knees when his mouth
reaches the belt of my pants.  Bringing his hands around, he releases the
buckle, releases the button and unzips my pants. The pants fall to the
floor covering my feet. Boy then presses his lips to the bulge in my briefs
created by my now hard cock and proceeds to lick the inside of my thighs,
first one side and then the other until he has licked the entire length of
both legs down to my ankles.

Boy's head is bowed over my feet. I rub my fingers through the strip of
hair on his head, as I tell him he can remove my jock underwear. He looks
up, puts his fingers on the top of my underwear and slowly pulls them
down. My cock pops up as it is uncovered.  Boy kisses the tip of my cock
and then licks the pre-cum from his lips. He pulls the underwear down to my
feet. I spread my legs, and he proceeds to lick the underside of my cock
and then my balls. Reaching down, I grip his ass cheeks with my hands and
pull him up until his ass presses against my hips. Wrapping his legs around
my back, boy lays his head on my shoulder and clasps his hands behind him
into the small of his back just above his ass. I press my lips into the
nape of his neck, biting it gently but hard enough to leave a red hicky. I
walk back to the couch, using my fingers to spread his ass cheeks exposing
his already well-lubricated rose bud.  Always after administering the
enemas boy knows that his must lube his ass. I sit down holding his ass up
with one hand and with the other guide, my stiff cock up between his ass
cheeks until it touches his enticing rose bud entrance. I let boy slowly
lower his ass. I feel my cock press against the rose bud entrance then
penetrate his sphincter muscle. Boy lets out a soft moan, his head still on
my shoulder, flexing his ass muscles around my cock as it slowly pushes
into the depth of his bowels. When the full length of my cock is in his
ass, I hold the boy motionless for several minutes, enjoying the warm
sensation of his ass muscles messaging my cock.

Placing my hands on his chest, I gently press him back until he is sitting
upright on my cock. I look into his eyes that seem to be unfocused but
filled with passion. I reach over to my right and grasp the small plastic
bottle of KY, snap the top open with my thumb and placing my left hand
under his now turgid cock, pour a liberal amount of the liquid over his
cock. Snapping the bottle closed, I put it back onto my shirt. Using my
palms and fingers, I slowly rub his cock. I pull his foreskin back and run
my thumb and forefinger around his exposed cock head. Boy's head goes back
as I do this, letting out a long sigh of pleasure. I take my hands from his
cock, placing them on his hips, guiding boy to raise and lower his body
ever so slightly on my cock.  After a few strokes, I hold him still and
tell him to open his eyes. He looks at me, silently communicating his
desire for more. I tell him that this morning he demonstrated his desire to
carry out my instructions. He had cleaned the kitchen beyond my
expectation, which pleased me very much and made me proud of him. I tell
that I was now going to fuck him long and hard and as a reward for his
diligent obedience this morning, I might give him permission to cum.

I put my hands to the back of his head, pressing his head down until our
lips meet, and I push my tongue into his eager mouth. I move my hips down
letting my cock almost leave the confines of his ass and then as I press
the full length of my cock back in I feel my cock head rub against his
prostate. I continue to slowly raise and lower my hips. This is proving to
be one of the most pleasurable fucks I have had with boy and I want it to
last a long time.  Each time my cock presses against his prostate, boy
would moan and suck my tongue deeper into his mouth. I soon lose all track
of time as I slowly fuck boy. I close my eyes, the pleasure from my cock
flowing throughout my whole body. I do not know how much time has passed
but I feel the electric urgency at the base of my balls and I know I will
be ejaculating at any moment. I push the boy back up to a sitting position
and my voice husky with passion, I tell him he has my permission to cum.

As I increase the pace of the thrusts of my cock into his ass, I grip his
cock with my right hand and start masturbating him. Boy groans with
pleasure, his head back, and the electric pleasure of my own ejaculation
surges through my body as my cream pours into his ass. Right then boy jerks
and begins ejaculating, not once or twice, but five times. His milky cream
spurts from his cock up to my neck and over my chest.  The force of the
orgasm I experienced leaves me breathing hard and boy, his head back, pants
heavily. I run the fingers of my right hand over my chest, scooping up some
of his cream he has deposited. I lick my fingers. The salty-sweet taste
titillates my taste buds. I do enjoy everything about boy's cock, but
especially I like the taste of his cum. My cock, still in boy's ass, slowly
deflates as I put my hands behind his neck pulling him slightly forward. I
tell him that his cream tastes delicious and the next time I get coffee I
will milk his cock until it squirts his fresh cream into the steaming
coffee cup. I push boy off my cock and onto his knees and instruct him to
lick my chest and cock clean. Immediately, he raises up and starts licking
the salty cum from my neck.  My hands on his shoulders, he slowly and
deliberately licks his way down my chest and abdomen. Reaching my cock,
with one movement, he swallows my cock and I feel the tip of my cock brush
the back of his throat. Another result of patient but firm training, he has
learned to take my cock deep into his throat without gagging. Not unlike
how I swish in my mouth the first sip of good wine from a freshly opened
bottle to savor its nuance and flavors, boy swishes his saliva around my
cock and swabs his tongue over its length. My cock now is very sensitive
and, after just a few minutes of his ministration, I put my hands on either
side of this face and raise his head up. He smiles as he licks his lips and
swallows and places his hands on his ankles.

I stand up and walk over to the table next to my reading chair.  I open the
drawer and take out the butt plug. This plug is a special plug which I use
when I am training boy to properly perform a task. This plug is not only
more convenient than the belt or cane to enforce obedience, but I think,
more effective. Battery driven, the plug has a built-in mechanism that
responds to commands from a small remote controller. Using the controller,
I can set the plug to vibrate, soft to hard, short to long duration, and
also, when the occasion warrants, set off a harmless but painful electric
shock. I walk back to the couch and instruct boy to put his head down on
the floor and raise his ass. Boy sees the plug in my hand, and knowing what
it is, does not hurry in complying but slowly lowers his head to the floor
and raises his ass. I push the plug between his ass cheeks, and he moves
forward ever so slightly not wanting what was coming. I push the plug until
it pops through his sphincter muscle. I tug the antenna that sticks out of
his ass from the plug, making sure the plug is secure and could not be
forced out. The thought occurs to me that the antennae, sticking up out of
boy's ass as it does, makes him look like a very attractive dog with a
stubby tail.

Boy, his head still on the floor, is struggling to keep from sobbing no
doubt anticipating the pain the plug can administer. Keeping my voice low,
I tell boy that I have inserted the plug to keep my precious seed I
deposited into his ass a few minutes ago from leaking out and messing up
the sparkling clean kitchen floor and that if he continues to be the
obedient boy he has been so far all this day the plug will give him no
pain. Showing his relief at hearing these words, boy lets out a long
sigh. I then tell boy that I am hungry, and that he is to go into the
kitchen and prepare our lunch. I instruct him that I want a tuna sandwich
and fresh fruit, an apple and a pear. Boy starts to stand up, perhaps too
quickly, stopping when he was on his feet but still stooping, Grasping his
ass cheeks with his hands, he slowly raises up, letting the but plug
adjust, and then proceed to walk.

I watch boy walk out the door pressing his ass cheeks together with the
palms of his hands trying to keep the plug from moving too much while he
walked.  A feeling of satisfaction washes through me as I start to put my
clothes back on. I realize that I do not just feel satiated, although that
feeling is there, but have a sense of completeness and wholeness. After
dressing and putting on my shoes , I pick up the plastic bottle of KY and
walk out of the den towards the kitchen.

-to be continued-