Date: Sat, 2 Apr 2011 19:59:11 -0700 (PDT) From: Dick Love Subject: Wards Shoes - Lesson Four Ward's Shoe's -- Lesson Four By Dick Love apussyboy4u@yahoo.com Tags: Gay: Authoritarian, High School WARNING: This story is copyright protected and remains the property of the author. This is an adult story with sexual themes. If you are not of legal age to read this where you are accessing this story or it is illegal for you to do so for any reason, or if you find material of a sexual nature of any kind offensive, you should exit the website where this story is posted immediately. This story is only intended to be viewed by those who may legally do so and who enjoy this kind of literature. Your comments are welcome. Please email me at the above email address. There are several additional chapters (lessons) that will be posted soon *************************************** Ward's Introduction: So, what do you think of my little cocksucker, dudes? Jimmy has come a long way from being the snooty, smartass punk he was when I arrived on the scene less than twenty-four hours ago. And I told you we would get to the sex. Yeah, last night went just like I hoped it would. I got little Jimmy hooked on my dick. Things are moving along right according to plan. But, I gotta lot of ideas I'm gonna try. Jimmy, we got company! It's time you told the guys about your next lesson, faggot. Jimmy's Story Continues: Lesson Four I lapped and licked and sucked and kissed Ward's dick and balls until the wee hours of the morning. Ward would make me stop sucking his cock every time he came close to shooting his load. But then, he finally decided to finish off by jacking his dick right into my mouth. He didn't tell me this was what he was going to do; but I surmised this was Ward's intention when he told me to just keep my mouth around his cock head, and he started to go up and down on his prick with his hand. I thought about protesting and begging him not to shoot his jizz in my mouth, but I couldn't say anything because my mouth was full of Wardy's cock. "Besides", I told myself, "if Ward wants to shoot his cream inside my mouth, he'll do it anyway. If I object it will only piss him off". I didn't know if I really was going to like the taste of Ward's cum, but I hadn't expected to enjoy being a cocksucker either. Oh well, life is full of surprises. I just hoped Ward wouldn't insist on me swallowing it. I didn't know if I could ever possibly do that. Ward kept jacking his dick harder and faster, with his fist encircling his dick and smacking into my face with every upstroke. It didn't hurt, but it did excite me even more because it was Wardy's hand and represented the power that he now had over me; I don't know why that should have added extra excitement to what was happening, but it just somehow did. Suddenly, Ward's dick became even stiffer and his whole body tensed up. He began to shoot spurt after spurt of his hot cream into my mouth and as he did he demanded "Swallow my load, bitch! I want you to eat it all, faggot! Don't even think about spitting it out!" When he was done, Ward made me clean the rest of his spunk off his dick with my tongue. I have to admit that it really didn't taste as bad as I had thought it would, and there was no reason it should. After all, hadn't I licked Wardy's pre-cum off my fingers earlier, and even gone back for more? The actual cum was thicker and a little stronger tasting, but not really that bad. There had been so much of it though. It seemed like Wardy had fed me at least a pint of his heavy whipped cream, and I had gulped it all down. The only thing was that it made my stomach feel a little queasy. "You are a good little faggot, Jimmy. You did a lot of sucking and you swallowed my entire load. I'm proud of you. Just don't spoil things by saying something stupid. In fact, I don't want you to say a thing. Just lie down and go to sleep". I figured it was for the best that Wardy told me that because I knew he was right. If I had opened my mouth to say something, I probably would have put my foot in it. All of a sudden I realized that I did that an awful lot. It seemed like a funny thought, but it crossed my mind that I got in a lot less trouble when my mouth was stuffed with Ward's cock. One thing I knew, I felt happy to have Ward in the bed beside me, even if I wouldn't have told him how I felt. Maybe I should have been overcome with shame or been mad at Ward for cumming in my mouth; after all I'm not gay! Or am I? Then again, what difference does it make? Maybe being a faggot is ok. It felt fine to me right then, as long as me being Ward's faggot was our little secret, something between just him and me. I fell asleep with such thoughts going through my head, and the next thing I knew it was morning. I was awakened by the sun streaming through the window and onto my face. I rolled over and looked at the clock. It was just a little after 7:00 AM. Wardy was sound asleep next to me. He was such a stud, such an amazingly beautiful dude. Was it ok to think of another guy as beautiful? I wasn't sure. Ward was completely masculine, but to me he was also beautiful, which was something I didn't think I could ever tell him. I sure do have it bad. How could I have such a crush on another guy, especially Wardy? After all those things I thought about him just yesterday; thinking of him as a ragamuffin and a redneck hick and all. I was always thinking of myself as so incredibly intelligent, and yet I had been so wrong about Wardy. This morning I had only feelings of admiration for Ward. Maybe I deserved to have him call me faggot and those other names he had called me, just because I had treated him so badly when we had just met for the first time. And neither was I angry any more when I thought about the way Ward had chewed me out. Hell, I don't know why, but my dick got hard just thinking about Ward lecturing me. Was I nuts or what? Can you imagine a guy getting off by having a dude cuss him out and tell him off? It seems like I'm hooked on Wardy pretty badly. I think I could have laid there in the bed next to Ward forever, just looking at him. But, I suppose he had to wake up sometime. The rising sun finally got high enough to shine right onto Wardy's face. And it didn't take long for that to wake Ward up. "Will you get up and close the blinds, Jimmy?" "Sure, Ward, of course I will", I replied. "Good boy. Now get your ass back in bed", he ordered. I got back under the covers, but Ward pulled them down, so that I saw him in all his naked glory with his big stiff dick standing there and pointing upward like the Washington Monument. "It's breakfast time, Jimmy. Go down and suck me off again before we get up, faggot!" When he said that, I got a boner instantly. I didn't wait for a second invitation, but immediately leaned over and put my lips around Ward's dick and took it in my mouth. "Wow, I can see you really like my dick, Jimmy. That's good because you are going to be sucking that prick of mine a lot. Yeah, you little cunt, I can tell that cocksucking is going to become your favorite pastime. Go up and down on it with your mouth. That's right! Really work on that dick, faggot!" I really went to town on Wardy's cock. Sucking it and using my tongue on it at the same time as I slid up and down the shaft with my mouth, sometimes going so far down on it that I would start to gag. "Go a little easy, fag! I get a charge out of making you gag on it, but right now just concentrate on my cock head. You don't have to deep throat me yet, bitch. Let's work on the tongue action and the suction first, and be careful to keep your lips over your freakin' teeth, dickface. I don't want to feel your teeth. I want you to start thinking' of your mouth as your face pussy, cocksucker, and your lips as cunt lips". Ward kept talking and I kept trying to follow the instructions he gave me so that hopefully my cocksucking skills would continue to improve and I would please him even more. I didn't know how many chicks and dudes had sucked Ward's cock before me, but I wanted to be the best cocksucker to have ever given him a blow job. I wanted Wardy to get just as hooked on having me suck his dick as I already was on sucking him. At one point Ward asked me if I really enjoyed having his cock in my mouth. All I could say was "Mmmm" without taking my mouth off of his dick. "Yeah, I know you do, fairy boy, but I guess I not only have to teach you how to suck cock but also something' about good manners too. It's not polite to talk with your mouth full, dickhead! No, keep that fuckin' dick in your mouth! I didn't give you permission to stop sucking it!" A moment or two later, Wardy asked me, "Have you ever seen another guy's prick as beautiful as mine?" Ward had just warned me about talking when his dick was in my mouth, and about taking it out of my mouth without him telling me to, so I didn't say anything. "What is the matter with you, asshole? I asked you a question!" Ward seemed pissed, so I slipped my mouth off his dick and answered him. "Your dick is the most beautiful I have ever seen Ward", I answered. "Good answer, faggot! But who said you could stop sucking it? Put it back in your queer mouth right now, slut!" "But how can I answer you when you quite obviously expect me to, and have my dick in your mouth at the same time, and, even if I could, how can I do that without offending you with bad manners, Ward? "Oh, so you are going to give me some of your lip? I said put that fuckin' face twat back onto my dick! Do it now, faggot! K, cocksucker? ....Now that you are back where you belong, I will answer you, loser. You ain't never gonna win with me, dude. No matter what your faggot ass does, it's gonna be wrong no matter how hard you try to please me. Why is that, you're thinkin'? .... Don't stop sucking my cock, dickhole! You can listen up while you're down there sucking on my fuckin' dick! ....The reason you are gonna be wrong no matter what the fuck you do, is because that is the way I want it to be. And, I want it that way so that I have an excuse to punish you, punk, even when you think you are being a good boy and don't deserve it. You may not always deserve it, fuckhead, but I know how you are. You need plenty of attitude adjustments so that you remember your place, which is beneath me, boy." I looked up into Ward's face as I kept on sucking his dick, and listened to him lecture me. My own dick was getting all worked up as Ward told me off once again. "Yeah, I set you up with a no-win situation to teach you that lesson, dicklicker; that you are my boy and your main purpose in life from now on is to serve and obey Wardy, dude. And if I feel like putting you in your place or punishing you somehow because you disobey me, even when I make things so that you can't help disobeying me; You will NOT talk back! You will not question anything like that again, or I will make you very sorry you did, you asswipe! Do you understand?" This time I thought to answer by nodding my head up and down, while keeping Ward's dick in my mouth. "That was pretty clever, pussyboy", Ward replied, "and because you did figure out a way to answer me without disobeying me again, I'm going to let you off without beating your ass this time. Instead I'm going to reward you by allowing you to kiss my ass. You can get off my dick for now." I let go of Wardy's cock, and he turned over on his stomach. He told me to kiss his butt, and I placed a little peck, first on one ass cheek and then the other. I knew that this act was one more way for Ward to humble me and establish my place as his faggot. But, I didn't really mind this symbolic gesture of submission, as long as I only had to place a couple of kisses on the cheeks of Wardy's butt. Anyway, it was kind of a nice looking ass, I thought to myself; tight and muscular looking. The kind that is often called a bubble butt. But, Ward didn't think those little pecks on his ass cheeks were good enough. "Now, spread those cheeks open so you can see my puckered up asshole? My shithole kind of looks like your mouth, doesn't it, faggot? It's a nice match, don't you think; your face and my ass? " "Yes, Ward, if you say so." "Yeah, I say so, asshole. And by the way, when it's just you and me alone like this, and at other times too, if I order you to do it; you won't just say `yes' when you answer me. From now on you will say `yes, Sir' or `yes, Sir Ward' or `yes, Sir Wardy'. You got that? "Yes, Sir" "Fantastic, queer boy! Now keep those ass cheeks spread. Ain't that puckered up rosebud pretty?" "Yes, Sir Ward" "Yeah, it is! Do you know why it's all puckered up like it is, Jimmy?" "No, Sir. I can't say that I do, Sir. "It's puckered up because it's inviting you to kiss it, dude. So plant a little kiss right on that rosebud, faggot. Put your lips down there right on my puckered up hole, Jimmy. It really wants you to make love to it; to kiss it, lick it, and put your tongue up inside it. But, I'll tell you what, Jimmy. If you are a good, obedient little fairy, and you don't tell me that you ain't gonna do it, and you don't make no faces or nothin', I'm gonna let you off with just putting your lips down there and pressing them firmly up against my sweet little rosebud and holding them there for a moment and then giving my asshole just one nice smoochy kiss. You know dude, just so you take your time and keep those cunt lips of yours pressed nice `n tight against that beautiful asshole of mine and don't take them away fast as if to show you ain't enjoying it, because that would be an insult, and you don't wanna insult either me or my rosebud, darling (There was a definite sarcastic tone Ward used when he called me `darling') ". "I want you to love my sweet rosebud, dude, and I want you to make it happy so it loves you too, just like my dick is beginning to love you, boy, or so my dick keeps telling me by getting all excited by the way my little Jimmy sucks and licks and kisses it. So, you keep your lips there for a nice long moment and then you give my rosebud a kiss and make a nice smacking sound so I know you done it, boy; that you gave it one good smooch. At least for now, faggot, all I want you do is give my butthole one good kiss. "You know, just kiss it to tease it and make it think about you all the time, Jimmy. You do that, faggot, and sweet little rosebud will dream about you, and will hardly be able to wait until the time comes when you use that mouth and that tongue of yours to give it some serious loving. Do you think you can give my asshole one nice kiss like I just told you to give it, without bitching first or anything, Jimmy?" All the while Ward was talking to me like this, I had his ass cheeks spread apart with my hands and was staring down at his round, pink, puckered up hole. When Ward mentioned the prospect of me sometime making serious love to his asshole, I felt horrified by the idea (even though when Wardy said that I got a sudden strong erection), but I held my tongue. One thing I knew was that I sure as hell didn't want to get Ward upset to the point where he would make me give his hole more than that one good smooch he had just demanded. "I will give it one very nice kiss just the way you described it, Sir, and your asshole will know that I sincerely want to give it, Sir Ward." "Spoken like Wardy little boy and a true faggot, Jimmy. Bury your face in my ass, punk. Kiss my asshole now!" I pushed my face downwards and pressed my lips right up against Wardy's hole, and held them there while I slowly counted to twenty five before I kissed Wards asshole with a loud smack and came up for air. I detected a kind of pungent spicy odor while my face was buried in Ward's ass, but it wasn't nasty or unpleasant and rather than being revolting like I expected it to be, it actually was kind of erotic, but I still didn't think I wanted any part of licking an asshole or anything like that. "I'm proud of you, Jimmy. You followed my instructions really well. I think you are going to be almost as good at sucking my asshole as you are at sucking my cock". This remark didn't sit very well with me, but I decided I better not respond to it except by saying, "Thank you, Sir". Wardy then turned back over and ordered me to continue sucking his cock. After a few minutes of heavy sucking, Wardy grabbed his dick like he had before we went to sleep and pumped it, once again with his hand hitting against my mouth with every stroke, until he came. Gob after gob of hot jizz filled my mouth again. "Oh god, that feels good...Your breakfast, Jimmy! My cream is just what you need to grow up to be big and strong, and a real fucking faggot. Eat it, baby! Gulp down that nice warm baby batter. Enjoy it, pussyboy!" And that was how we began our first weekend together. (End of Lesson Four)