Date: Thu, 15 Jun 2006 06:34:18 EDT
From: Zak556@aol.com
Subject: The Surrender - Chapter 4

If you're offended by male to male erotic stuff, I'd turn back if I were you.

Enjoy, emails welcome.

CHAPTER FOUR


Phil woke the next morning remembering his visit to the adult video store. He
remembered John making him strip and making him suck all the cocks in the
movie room and more cocks in the video booth arcade. Most of all he remembered
tasting John's beautiful cock for the very first time. He lusted after it more
than he now lusted after every cock he could get. He also remembered his
assignment from John. He had to show his son Eric his cock, he had to walk in on him
naked while his son was in the shower. And though he didn't want to, though
he knew he shouldn't, he had to. Not just for John, but for his own personal
lust, because he couldn't stand the idea of losing contact with John.

He waited till Eric was in the shower, waited till he had had plenty of time
to get naked and wet and he went to the bathroom. Phil's wife was still
sleeping, he'd made sure before he began. He went to the door and slipped off his
pajamas, the top and the bottom. He stood naked, holding the bathroom handle,
hoping Eric didn't lock the door. He hadn't.

Phil walked in and stood in front of the glass doors of the shower. Eric
jumped turned around and opened the shower door.

"Dad," he shouted. "What are you doing in here?"

"Just wanted to take a pee," Phil replied.

"Don't you usually use your own bathroom," Eric asked with a puzzled look on
his face. He looked at his father's cock hanging free, the first time he'd
seen it.

Phil didn't know how to respond, he was too busy looking at his son's soapy
body. He realized he would have to get out quick before his cock started to
grow. He felt his breathing getting faster and knew the lust was taking over. He
wanted to take his son's cock, he needed to, the thought was there pushing
him, his lust trying to take over.

He didn't respond, he just stood there letting his son get a good look at his
cock. He felt his cock start to move and he turned quick.

"Sorry," he said as he quickly left.

Later that day, when Eric was alone in his room, he logged on to his
computer. He hadn't been on long when John sent him an instant message.

John: Hey Eric, how goes it.
Eric: Good here. You.
John: Ditto man. How's your dad?
Eric: Weird.
John: How so?
Eric: He popped into my bathroom this morning, naked
John: What?

John smiled, pleased Phil was doing as told.

Eric: Yah, naked. I've never seen my dad naked.
John: Is he hung?
Eric: well, average I guess.
John: as big as you?
Eric: I actually think I'm bigger.
John: really? Nice. Did he catch you jacking?
Eric: no, but almost.
John: funny. I used to like to have my dad catch me jacking off.
Eric: Why?
John: It added to the excitement I guess, my dad was really hung. Walked in
on him jacking once or twice. I think he liked me seeing him.
Eric: What did he do?
John: Just kept on going, smiled.
Eric: Weird.
John: he wanted me to have a healthy sex life I guess. He's the one who told
me about guys giving great blowjobs.
Eric: He did!!!!
John: Yah, and he sure was right. I'm telling you, you've got to try it
someday.
Eric: I wouldn't know how or where, or even if I could really let a guy blow
me.
John: If you're interested, I could probably arrange it for you. But only if
you really want it. I know you'd love it but I certainly wouldn't want to
make you do anything you really didn't want to.

John smiled, he knew he had him now.

Eric: I'll think about it.
John: You wouldn't even have to see the guy, we'd do it at a glory hole.
Eric: I've heard about those.
John: It's great man, you just stick it in, receive a world-class blow job
and leave. No commitment. The guy usually sucks you and swallows it all so you
don't even have to clean up.
Eric: You could arrange it?
John: Sure man, the same guy who does me and I mean he's good. You could even
imagine it was a hot chick since you won't see him.
Eric: It does sound kind of interesting.
John: Okay, think about it. You could even invite your dad.
Eric: Oh my god, you've got to be kidding. He'd so freak out.
John: I bet we could loosen up your dad. Think how fun that would be.
Eric: I don't know.   Just can't imagine him doing anything like that or
even knowing about it.
John: So what did you think of your dad's body?
Eric: Not bad for an old guy I guess.

John laughed.

John: I even jacked off once with my dad.
Eric: You didn't!
John: Yah, it was cool, made us closer than ever. Real male bonding.
Eric: Man, can't believe that.
John: You ever jacked off with another guy?
Eric: No.
John: Man, all this talk about sex has got me horny. Going to have to visit
my girlfriend today.

John laughed at the deception. A girl was the furthest thing from his mind.

Eric: I hear ya. Gotta run.
John: See you later.

John couldn't wait to really see him. He looked at the picture of Eric's
cock that Phil had sent him. He looked forward to seeing that cock, maybe not too
far in the future.

John picked up the phone and called Phil's private office number.

"Hello," Phil said, hesitant, probably knowing it was John.

"How's my cocksucker," he asked. "Did you show your son your cock?"

"Good," Phil replied getting used to his new title. "And, yes, I did walk in
on him this morning."

"And did he get a good look, did you get hard for him?"

"He did and I left before I got hard," Phil said.

"Good boy," John beamed. "We're going to be doing that more often. I want
him to get used to his daddy's cock and I want you to get used to seeing his
cock. Who knows, maybe he's as good a cocksucker as his dad. Or at the least,
maybe he can feed you his cock everyday to keep up your training."

Phil didn't know what to say.

"Lock your office door and take your pants off," John insisted.

"Yes," Phil answered.

"Put me on speaker," John continued. "I want your hands free and to be able
to hear everything."

Phil put the phone on speaker, locked the door as ordered and dropped his
pants. He wasn't wearing any underwear as directed and actually was getting used
to the feeling of hanging free.

"Pants off," he stated.

"Good boy," John beamed. "We're really getting good at this. Now that you'
re getting used to all those cocks I've made you suck, we're going to start
working on your technique. You need lots of practice. Is there anyone around
your office we could enlist in your training?"

"I don't know, I don't think so," Phil squeaked.

"Think about it," John pushed. "Some young guy that works for you that
really wants to get ahead. I'm sure there's someone."

"But I couldn't do that here at work," Phil begged.

"You could and you will." John demanded.   "You think about it while you
jack-off, I want to hear you. I want to hear you loud. I want you to cum across
your desk and then lick it up. GO!"

Phil began to stroke his already hard cock. His cock seemed to have a mind of
its own, it seemed to get hard at the mere sound of John's voice. He began
stroking, moaning as he did so John could hear.

"Good boy," John said over the phone speaker. "Stroke that cocksucker's
cock. Stroke it good. That cock belongs to me, don't forget it."

Phil kept pounding away on his cock. He felt his cum boiling inside his
balls. He kept stroking thinking about John's cock, all those cocks he'd sucked.
He thought about being used as he had been by John, being told what to do,
being disgraced and displayed like a piece of meat. It drove him wild and released
the hot lust deep inside him. Without control, he exploded across the
documents and files on his desk, it hit the keyboard of his computer and the phone he
was performing for. He moaned so that John knew he was cumming.

He pumped the last drops out of his cock, down on the leather desk pad.

"Good slut," John announced. "Now lick it up."

Even though he didn't have to be told, he leaned down and licked the cum off
his desk, he licked and swallowed it all. He made loud slurping noises for John
's pleasure.

He sat back in his chair still naked from the waist down and sighed.

"I want you over to my apartment for lunch," John continued.

"Yes sir," Phil replied. "Can I have your cock then?"

"When you're ready," John teased. "You're not ready yet. Much, much more
training to take place. Before long, you'll be a world-class cocksucker. Have
you thought of who you can seduce at the office to suck your cock?"

"There is a young man, very anxious to get ahead," Phil admitted. "Not bad
looking either. But I could get in big trouble if he files a suit or something
like that. I need to remain discreet about these activities."

"If he's not interested and threatens you," John responded, "Just deny it.
It's his word against yours. Just offer him the promotion as long as you can
suck him off a few times a week. It's not like you're making him suck you. What
's he got to loose and what's he got to gain. How could he say no?"

"Maybe it would work," Phil puzzled.

"Do it." John ordered. "See you at 12:30. Don't be late."

John hung up. Phil sat there, gently stroking his now soft cock, loving the
feel in his hand, realizing he was becoming a slave to cocksucking, to John. He
pulled up his slacks and cleaned off the rest of his desk.

At a little past 12, he knocked at John's apartment door. It opened, John
stepped aside as Phil walked in.

There were two guys sitting on the couch, obviously waiting for something.
Both seemed to be around John's age, mid- thirties and they smiled as Phil
walked in.

John reached from behind Phil and undid his pants. They fell to the floor as
Phil stood submitting to the action. John undid Phil's tie, shirt and soon he
was completely naked again. The guys laughed and applauded. They were amazed
as this man in the expensive business suit, letting himself be completely
controlled and stripped by John.

John pushed him across the room to the dining room. "Lay on your back across
the table," he ordered.

Phil laid back, arms and legs spread, completely exposed as John and the
other two moved close.

They ran their hands all over Phil's body, got his cock nice and hard,
squeezed it, squeezed his balls. John spread Phil's legs farther apart and pushing
his knees up, forced a finger in Phil's tight ass. The taller guy, the one with
torn jeans and muscle shirt quickly unzipped his pants and pulled out a long
thin cock. He waved   it across Phil's face and without being ordered, Phil
instantly opened wide and allowed the stranger entry. The torn jeans guy buried
his cock quickly inside Phil's waiting mouth.

Phil moaned, and submitted to the assault. John then pushed a second finger
in his ass, wiggled them around as he watched   Phil moan and surrender to his
touch.

The second stranger, in black jeans and black knit shirt, took his thick dark
cock out of his pants and started rubbing it all over Phil's face as he
sucked the torn jeans guy.

"My whore," John continued, "my fucking slut boy. You love it, I can tell
and the more we play, the more you love it, the more you can't live without it."


Phil only moaned as the guy rammed his cock faster and deeper.

"Make him do exactly what you want," John commented. "We need to train him
to be a top-notch cocksucker. Make sure he performs well. I've decided I want
his cock shaved. It will make it look much bigger and give the guys he services
a real thrill. It will also signify his submission as the whore he really is."


Phil starred wide-eyed.   He pulled the torn jean's guy out of his mouth for
a minute. "What will my wife say," he pleaded.

"Why should I care," John continued. "You said you don't have sex with her
much anymore. Actually, I'd prefer you don't have sex with her at all. I want
to decide with whom and where you have sex from now on. Is that clear?"

Phil sunk deep within himself as he uttered a defeated, "yes." The torn
jeans guy pulled Phils head back down and rammed his cock back in his mouth. The
two guys took turns in Phil's mouth, one guy would fuck for a minute, pull out
and the other would push in.

John moved to the kitchen counter and picked up something black, something
Phil couldn't quite make out. As John moved closer, he could see it was a dildo.
Phil had never seen one in real life. He watched John coat the small black
device with a clear gel. He then watched and felt him push the 6" tool deep up
his ass.

"Feel good," John asked.

Phil just moaned as the torn jeans guy continued to fuck his mouth. The other
guy grabbed Phil's hand and made him stroke his cock while he waited for the
mouth to be free. Phil gladly stroked the thick cock of the other guy. He also
reached for John's cock, but his hand was brushed away before he could get at
it.

"This is part of your training." Phil dictated as he pushed the dildo deep
inside Phil's ass. "You're to wear it up your ass all day. You're to stop by
here on the way home so I can check it."

Phil nodded.

The second stranger picked up a John's camera and began shooting Phil sucking
the torn jeans guy's cock. He shot pictures of him lying on the table, his
hard cock throbbing as he passionately sucked away.   John then got a can of
shaving cream and a razor from the counter. And as the camera clicked away,
John spread the white cool cream all through Phil's pubic hair. As Phil sucked
the first guy, John began to remove all the hair around his cock. His cock
throbbed with hard excitement at the feel. Soon he was hairless as a young boy and
it did make his cock look bigger. He felt the cool air in the newly exposed
skin. John continued to shave Phil's balls too as the second stranger
photographed the entire process.

Then the taller stranger fucking Phil's mouth, moaned and emptied his load
down   Phil's throat, making him swallow it all. The guy slowly pulled his cock
free as Phil tried desperately to suck it back deep into his mouth.

"Man," the guy said. "He can't get enough."

"He's a whore," John added. "I'm very pleased with his progress. How was
his sucking technique."

"Not bad," said the torn jeans guy. "He tends to gag a little when you push
deep towards his throat. Needs a little practice there. He sure has the
desire, just needs to learn how to open up his throat and swallow the cock. He's got
a natural talent for cocksucking that's for sure. Wish he belonged to me. I'
d also suggest he learns how to work the tongue on the shaft while sucking to
add to the intensity of the pleasuring."

John laughed, pleased with Phil's performance.

"One thing's for sure," said the second guy who'd taken over fucking Phil's
mouth, "you certainly can tell, he loves suck by the intensity with which he
sucks. Like a fucking animal. Rarely have I felt my cock sucked as hard as he
does."

John left the hair on Phil's thighs and chest and then ordered him to turn
over. The second guy pulled out long enough for Phil to roll over. Once he was
on his stomach the black jeans guy slid his thick cock back in Phil's mouth and
fucked away   as John proceeded to shave Phil's generously round asscheeks.

While Phil was on his stomach, John moved the black dildo lodged in his ass
back and forth, in and out, enjoying Phil's moans of pleasure. John followed
the movement of the guy fucking Phil's mouth while slapping his newly shaved,
smooth ass. He watched as Phil pushed back against the dildo being moved in an
out of his ass, watched as he sucked the cock in his mouth like a pro. And when
the guy shot his load, Phil swallowed hard, not wanting to waste a drop. John
smiled.

"Man, when can I come back for more," the guy asked as he forcibly pulled
his cock out of Phil's wanting mouth with a loud pop.

"Don't worry," John replied. "We're gonna keep this whore busy, that's for
sure."

The two guys put their cocks away and left. Phil laid quietly breathing on
the table on his stomach, the black dildo still buried in his ass. John took
hold of his arm and pulled him up to standing.

"Get on your knees on the table," he told Phil. "Put your hands behind your
head and pose so I can take a few more shots of your hairless dick."

Phil did, letting his hard cock point up toward the light, thrusting his hips
feeling the hard dildo inside him. John shot picture after picture as Phil
posed freely for him.

"Now you can jack off for me while I take pictures," John laughed.

Phil grabbed his cock and pump furiously, exploding within seconds all over
John's table.

Exhausted and spent, Phil sat quiet, breathing heavy on the table edge. He
could feel the thick black plastic rod lodged in his ass, thought about the
meetings he had this afternoon, thought about how he'd make it with this thing
inside him. He stared at his hairless cock, marked as a whore now.

John smirked. "Get back to work," he said handing Phil his slacks. He
watched Phil stand and step into the pants, watched the black end of the dildo
protrude from his ass, smiled.

"Don't forget," John continued. "Stop by here on the way home so I can take
it out for you, and make sure you've had it in all day."

Phil nodded as he finished dressing and walked out the door.