Date: Mon, 17 Jul 2006 09:15:44 EDT
From: Zak556@aol.com
Subject: The Surrender - Chapter 6

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

Enjoy, emails welcome.

CHAPTER SIX

The dreams rolled through his mind as lay sleeping. Hot dreams of cocks of
all sizes, fucking his mouth, fucking his ass, cocks in each hand, being rubbed
all over his body. Visions of Naked men grabbing him, pushing him around,
forcing him to do what they wanted, using him. And John stood directing the scene,
laughing at Phil's total submission. Phil starred at John who stood naked
too, naked and hard. Phil moved toward John's cock, desperately moving to take
it. He needed it like the air itself as he moved toward that magnificent cock.
Cum dripped from his face, his chest, he was wet from head to toe in cum as he
desperately ran toward John's cock. The closer he came, the farther it moved
back. Phil ran now, pleading, crying for John's cock. He was grabbed by another
group of men and ravaged, fucked, used some more. Phil's cock throbbed, naked
and shaved, it throbbed harder and bigger than ever before. And then.... It
exploded, cum shooting all over the place as John watched on, laughing.

Phil woke.

A wet dream... the inside of his pajamas were coated with his wet, hot cum. He
breathed heavy laying there next to his wife. He remembered the hot dream and
shook his head at the intensity of his ejaculation. How many years had it
been? How many since he's cum in the night like this. He reached down and moved
his hand inside his pajamas, across the shaved skin of his pubs and into the wet
sticky cum, his still hard cock. He thought of John, he needed him, he needed
his cock. Phil rubbed the sticky cum all over his still hard cock. He lifted
his hand and licked.

He left his bed, looked at his wife and hoped she'd never know what he'd be
come. He looked at her breasts heaving as she slept and realized how they used
to turn him on. He remembered sex with women, how he'd enjoyed it in his
youth, but now he never looked at a breast, nor a women's ass or thought of a cunt
at all. All he wanted, all he thought about, all he looked for was Cock.

As he walked past his son's door, he stopped, listened. He opened the door
quietly and walked in on his sleeping son. Eric lay on top of the covers as
usual; only wearing underwear as usual. The lines of his son's cock was clearly
visible through the thin material. Phil starred. He slowly, reluctantly, reached
down and gently let his fingertips brush along the length of the shape. Eric
moaned slightly, Phil stopped. He rested his fingertips on the head of his son'
s sizeable cock. He thought of the repercussions of what he was doing, of
what would happen if his son woke. But, regardless, he leaned down and slowly
spread the peehole of his son's underwear, exposing the pink flesh of Eric's
growing cock. He eased the hardening stick out of the shorts. He wanted to lick
the head. He knew better. He tried to push the fear, the urge to stop away, to
take that beautiful cock, but he stopped. He left the penis hanging out and
left the room.

In the shower, he felt his hard cock, thought of Eric's dick, of John's, of
the wet dream and he stroked his. He came again all over the glass doors of
the shower, and watched the white cum roll down the glass, washed by the shower
spray. He closed his eyes, ashamed of what he'd become.

Later that morning at the office, he sat, ignoring the demands of his job and
starred at the phone, wondering if John would call.

Then, an email. John sent him a copy of an ad he'd placed in an underground
magazine.

"CS in training," was the headline. "Older male, new at the business needs
training and experience. Call to set a time and place. Satisfaction guaranteed."


Phil looked at the screen, not believing his eyes. He was being advertised to
suck cock, to suck anyone, anytime they called. The calls were to go through
John, John to act as Master to decide and direct Phil's assignments. Phil
closed his eyes as the realization and shame spread through him. He now realized
he was a true whore.

As he sat facing his inevitable future, the phone rang, his private line.
John.

"Hello," Phil answered, excited and afraid.

"Strip," John ordered. "Put me on speaker and lock the door. I want to hear
you perform."

"Yes," Phil murmured as he pressed the speaker button, got up and locked the
door. Within a minute he'd stripped naked. "Done," he spoke to the phone, to
John.

"Now I want you to call the boy at your office, your in-house cock to suck. I
want to hear you do him."

"But," Phil stuttered. "He might be nervous with you listening, with me
naked when he comes in."

"Do it," John continued.

Phil picked up the receiver, putting John on hold, and called Ryan's
extension.

Ryan knew what he wanted and went willingly to Phil's office.

Phil heard the knock on the door, got up and unlocked it, allowing Ryan to
come in.

When Ryan stepped in, his mouth dropped open when he saw is boss standing
behind the door, naked.

"Come in Ryan," Phil said, "you ready for another blowjob?"

"Sure thing," the boy replied.

"Good morning," John announced from the speaker phone.

Ryan spun around looking for the source of the voice.

"That's John," Phil spoke. "He's my,.... A...., he's..."

"Phil's my personal cocksucker," John continued. "He sucks who and where
and when I say. I'm the one who instructed him to enlist your cock at work.
Relax and enjoy him."

"Uhhhh, I'm not sure about this," Ryan stuttered.

"Relax," John continued, "just enjoy his cocksucking. Any guy would kill to
have someone, especially his boss to suck his cock anytime he wanted. Sit back
and enjoy, I just want to hear him do you."

Phil stood, naked his head hung as John continued to convince Ryan to use
him.

"I guess it would be okay," Ryan stammered, "it is kinda weird."

"Relax," John continued. "Phil, get to work."

Phil locked the door.

"Okay," John started, "Let's have some fun. Ryan, why don't you get naked
so you can fuck that cocksucker good. Let's show him what   a whore is good
for. I only wish I was there with you to see you give it to him."

Ryan looked at the speaker phone, then at Phil and shrugging his shoulders,
stripped.

"I'm naked," he said to the phone.

"So, Ryan," John began, "what's your pleasure today? Cock sucked or a
little ass fucking?

Ryan stood thinking. "Sucked," he decided.

"Good," John said. "Why don't you back around the office. Have that prick
beg for it. Make him crawl after your cock and beg you to let him suck you.
Enjoy the power you've got. Think about everything he's ever made you do working
for him. It's your turn to run the show."

Ryan smirked. "On your knees," he ordered, pointing to the floor.

"Yah," John sighed, "use that fucker. Let me tell you, I've had his ass all
over town being used by guys. When we finish with him, he's gonna be a
world-class cocksucker and you're gonna enjoy his sweet mouth all you want."

As Ryan smiled backed around the room, Phil crawled on all four after him,
watching Ryan's face, his now fully hard cock. He crawled faster and Ryan moved
backwards. Phil crawled faster and finally caught the tip for a second, sucked
hard to pull it into his mouth as Ryan stepped back again and pulled his cock
out. Ryan grabbed his cock, and Phil's hair and rammed it deep, all the way
to the throat.

He moaned loud so John could hear him.

"Yah," John said, "use that fucker. Fuck his mouth, slap his ass."

As Phil desperately sucked away at Ryan's young cock, Ryan slapped his ass,
slapped it hard. Phil's ass got redder and redder as the boy pounded at his
mouth and slapped his ass.

"Yes,"   John continued, "I love it. Feed him. Feed him your cock and pound
that ass. Make sure you let me hear you cum Ryan, don't hold back."

Ryan grabbed Phil's head and slammed his cock harder and harder and then
moaned loud as he go close. "Hey John," he asked, "shall I cum all over his face?"


"Sure," John replied. "Just wish I could see your hot cock hose his face. He
told me he loves your cock, and that it was a beauty."

Ryan moaned as he pulled out of Phil's mouth and covered his face, his eyes,
he nose with hot cum. Phil breathed heavy and then his cock exploded all over
the carpet. He sat back on his feet, as he moaned and shot his load, as Ryan's
cum drooled down his face, off his chin.

Ryan held Phil's head in place by the hair and wiped his cock back and forth,
rubbing his cum all around his face, in his hair. He then pushed Phil down on
his stomach and slapped his ass some more. He sat on Phil's back facing his
ass and slapped the already red ass.

Ryan stood and with his foot, pushed Phil over on his back, starred at his
boss laying before him, fucked by him. He smiled.

"Hey John," he continued. "Did you shave him?"

"I sure did," John replied. "In front of some other guys too. He loves being
used and I intend to use him a lot. I've taken him to a park, and made him
strip and suck cocks there, and he sure performed good when I took him to a bar
dressed in a woman's nightie. I've never seen such a submissive and
cooperative whore. I bet you're glad you're in on it."

"I sure am," Ryan laughed.

"And," John continued, "I'd be glad to let you take him for your friends to
use too."

Ryan laughed, "I might take you up on that."

"I even made him wear a big black dildo up his ass all day at work one day."

Ryan laughed louder. He then moved over Phil, grabbed his spent cock, pulled
it a few times and then kneeling over his face, pushed his cock back in Phil's
mouth.

"Suck it again Fucker," he ordered.

Phil did as the boy said and sucked away. It got hard again instantly and
getting up on his knees, Ryan fucked his mouth, burying his cock all the way to
the base each time."

Phil heard John moaning on the phone, wondered if he was jacking off as the
young kid fucked his cocksucker.

Someone knocked at the door, Ryan stopped, pulled out for a second.

"What," Phil shouted.

"It's time for your meeting sir," Phil's secretary said through the door.

"I'll be there a just a couple minutes," he replied through red and swollen
lips.

When she's left, Ryan shoved his cock back and finished fucking till he
drained a second load down Phil's throat.

As they got up and started dressing, John continued. "Well that was certainly
entertaining. I do hope you enjoyed my cocksucker Ryan."

"No doubt," Ryan replied, pulling up his pants.

When Ryan had left, Phil picked up the phone. "I do hope you enjoyed that,
and I do desperately want YOUR cock. Please."

"Soon," John said and hung up.

Phil dressed and went to his meeting.