Date: Wed, 20 Mar 2024 17:40:48 +0100
From: Chaim Utrecht <groeiutrecht@gmail.com>
Subject: It's all about power

It all's about power
By Chaim
groeiutrecht@gmail.com

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I totally accept my uncle Michael now. I know it's what my Daddy wants. He
repeatedly has told me to obey him. This is my story how I became his boy
and a little bitch. It expresses the multitude of the emotions I had to go
through; anticipation, endearment, excitement, extreme joy and sexual
gratification, even enlightenment but also surprise, despair, envy, shock,
fear, shock and horror. It was a long way to my destination. I am now
grateful to for all those men who showed me the way to accept myself.

As a little boy I had heard about jerking off. However, I had no real idea
what it was. I had heard about it when the bigger boys were talking in the
schoolyard. I didn't know what it all meant. I was just suffering from my
hard-ons and trying to hide them. Deep down I knew my boners were connected
to seeing other boys naked in the P.E. showers. I wondered if that made me
gay, but on second thought I decided it couldn't. I mean, I wasn't
interested in getting fucked, having a cock up my ass, didn't seem
comfortable to me. Yet I was suddenly confronted with a lot of questions,
and I had no answers to them. I mean, I couldn't be gay, but the boys
teased me about how pretty I was. They told me I could be queer. At eleven,
I started growing a few hairs around my boy dick. I remember being
disappointed cause somehow I liked being bald down there. Doesn't take away
always looked at the older boys at school with envy as they were naked in
the showers. You can imagine, I had just started puberty so the sight of
all the older boys was an eye opener for me. Like most little boys I was
not completely ignorant to the growth of the male body. However knowing and
seeing the different stages in a boy is two different things. I remember
pubic hair really caught my interest when one of the older boys stepped
upon a bench to dry his legs. Besides that I got an eye full of his
impressive teen cock, muscled ass and balls. I remember I could feel my
little boy dick stirred and grew into a boner. I had to turn around to hide
my hard little boy dick and immature balls.  Brian, who was already sixteen
walked over to me and placed his hand on my small crotch. Without a word he
started snaking his hand down until he was cupping my stiff boy dick and
balls through my briefs. I was shocked! Brian leaned into me and said,
"Smile baby, I really want to make you feel good." I started to say
something but he cut me off and said, "Oh baby, shh! Relax! I do understand
you better that you think. You will really enjoy what I can do for you."
While he was talking to me he kept rubbing my boy dick through my briefs
and he had managed to keep me rock hard and horny. Fighting to maintain
composure I protested weakly, "You have to stop. This is wrong," but my
protests fell on deaf ears. Brian told me, "Your hard penis is betraying
you, I can tell by what I feel that you need this." He gently hugged he as
he pressed his hard-on against my bottom. I felt Brian's mouth against my
neck and he could feel a stirring deep inside, something I had never felt
or even knew he could feel. Brian smiled gentle down at me and whispered,
"Oh boy, I love your small smooth body. You're beautiful." Well, I had long
blonde hair, I looked like my Mother, who had Swedish ancestors. Daddy had
joked many times that I would have been a pretty girl, but I was too
ignorant or shy at the time so I quickly said, "Really, I think I should
go." He patted my bum saying, " Too bad, honey. See you later, little
sunshine. Tell me when you're ready." I was shocked and fled away not
really believing what had happened. I needed to go to the toilet. As I got
my boy dick out and started peeing, I felt a presence next to me at the
other urinal. I looked up, and Brian was right there again, smiling back up
at me, his cock out and pulsing. "Look what you did to me." It was obvious
and he grinned. He wandered over to a cubicle, and beckoned me over with
his finger. Like a magnet, I was drawn to him, while he removed his T-shirt
to reveal his toned chest and dropped his shorts. Teasingly slow he took
the waistband to his boxers and pulled them down, his rigid cock was
bouncing up and down. He pointed at it, and wriggled his eyebrows. "You
like my cock, baby?" he asked and I nodded, feeling my face flush. He moved
his hand away from his teen cock and asked, "Do you want to touch it?"
Without a second thought, I said, "Yes," and hesitantly I touched his
cock. He closed my small hand over it and I felt it throbbing, experiencing
for the first time the feeling of a real cock at full erection. My hand was
shaking, my whole body was shaking and a wave of heat came over me. I can
still remember the intensity of the entire situation. The drooling from his
cock became much faster, and I stroked his cock a couple of times. As he
stroked my hair. I looked up into his face and I saw his excitement. Brian
thrust his hips forward, "Oh, boy," he grunted, "Stop it, I come!" I wanted
him to come. I didn't know exactly the meaning, but what ever. I would do
everything to make him to feel good. It didn't take me long to bring him
over the edge. Brain's orgasm came quickly, and shoved him off the cliff,
and he fired his teen cum ropes into the bowl, by some miracle missing
me. "That was really great, Robin. You did such a great job. I'm really
proud of you." He gave me another big smile and a wink. It made feel
accepted and really good. Brain wiped his cum-covered hand on his T-shirt
and bent over to put his boxers and shorts back on. He kissed me on the
forehead and held me tight. I melted into his strong arms. Brain hugged me,
and I wrapped my arms round him and squeezed tight. We were both so happy.

It was purely accidental, how I learned to jerk off myself. On one
particular night, I was laying with the covers all off and feeling my
balls, my boy dick, rubbing my middle finger down under my smooth boy balls
to my crack, then back again. Time and time again I repeated this. I loved
the feeling! All of a sudden, I got the idea to just rub my dick and not to
stop when I felt the tingles. I had done it before but had stopped when I
stated to feel funny. This time I did not stop! My boy dick had looked so
small in comparison to the large throbbing teen cock rigid between Brian's
legs. I thought how powerful he had squirted. Putting my hand on my
cock-head, applying a little pressure, and moved my free hand to my balls
and I began to massage my nuts, my warm fingers were increasing my pleasure
as they moved lower over my sensitive pucker. Encouraged, I began to gently
tease on my boy hole, sending delicious tingles through me. I lifted my
hips slightly, as if on auto-pilot, attempting to get more pleasure on my
tiny ass hole. I took a deep breath and my other fingers descended on my
boy dick. I shuddered as I went up again and I stroked the head and
massaged the warm, wet cock-head. I went now up and down and I loved it!
My own thoughts took me by surprise, Brian's tongue should lick my boy
nipples all over. I wasn't sure why but there was something really sexy in
the thought having my nipples sucked. I had little sticky-out nipples and I
was sometimes felt a bit embarrassed about them, but now Brian should be
keen to fasten on each one, to hold a nipple between his lips and suck them
gently. My nipple began to feel erect, was that possible? I couldn't
understand why but again he was swept with sexy feelings as I dreamed Brian
working on my boy nipples. I wished he would play with my hard-on too as I
served his cock, sucking him into an orgasm. My bum pushed up off the bed
in sheer desire and the tension seemed to build up. An unusual thing
happened, all of a sudden my glans was damp and slippery, and it felt
better and better. I couldn't have stopped my hand no matter what. In fact
I sped up my stroking until my hand was a blur. Without thinking I went for
it and this glorious feeling started in my glans and spread to my belly and
then all over. My boy dick pulsed and throbbed, my balls went up. A new and
strange excitement rolled over me, wave after wave, and to my astonishment,
I felt an incredible rush and began to feel hot and wonderful sexy.
Thoughts of Brian nude in the showers flashed through my mind. My thoughts
trailed off as the intensity of my approaching orgasm kicked in, causing my
body to tense up as a strange new tingling began in my balls. I pulled my
foreskin forward to envelop my glans. Soon my fingers flying over his
turgid boy dick, and my erection seemed to grow longer. My breathing was
rapid and shallow, and I was staring fixedly at my boy dick. I went slower
and each time I pulled my foreskin down, I saw a drop of clear liquid part
the lips of his slit, to be swept up by the hood as it enveloped my glans
on the up-stroke. I exposed my cock-head, and the throbbing increased,
making me suck in my breath. I let out a loud groan, holy fuck, this felt
so damn good. I felt a supreme joy of watching my throbbing boy dick as my
orgasm arrived. I had seen it before, when I had a dry cum, this was
totally different. My boy dick leaked pre-cum. I flexed my dick-muscle,
making it twitch and more pre-cum was dripping out of my pee slit. I was
experiencing a different level of intensity.  All of a sudden, my body
jerked, I shuddered and shook through my first wet orgasm, my boy dick
erupted and shots of something white went on my stomach. The second went
onto the soft few hairs I had around my boy dick, with the third, a more
watery juicy fluid, ran down my fist which still gripped my now hurting boy
dick. Finally I was spend and collapsed, tumbling in the free-fall of my
orgasm. My boy dick was still twitching as the sensations tapered off, and
suddenly it hit me, this was it!

My boy dick was hard most of the time over the next two days, as I could
not get enough. All my attentions, before and after school, certainly in
bed at night, centered around my boy dick. I had never felt anything so
good! I couldn't believe how pleasurable an orgasm was and how
unexpected. Yes, I had experienced sex and I had had dry orgasms, but
nothing like this. I was hooked. I wanted more! Many nights, I would spend
a great deal of time rubbing myself all over, sometimes I would rub my
whole body with my hands, and just enjoying in the pleasure of being
touched. I had the be careful, I would slowly take all clothes off in front
of my mirror. Sometimes I just stood there in the dark, and beginning with
my face I would feel my facial features, sticking my fingers in my mouth I
would wet my fingers and reach down too my nipples and pinch them and watch
them grow harder with the touch. I loved for them to stick out and often
pulled them to see how far they would go. I remember deciding that each
night before I went to bed I would pull each of my nipples and stoked my
boy dick. Suddenly, my dick began to shoot.  It shot a load that hit me in
the face, covering one eye.  I shot another load onto my smooth pecs,
another onto my stomach. Then two more, and I was in a state of euphoria. I
lay there enjoying the pleasure I had experienced, hoping it would not
end. That lasted only a few nights as mt nipples got so sore. I had to
stop, my shirts rubbed them raw in the day time, but this was an awesome
revelation! I had never felt so sexy and good in all my life!  There was
more, sitting back on my bed, I looked at myself. With my left hand loosely
holding my boy dick. The right hand was on my knee, my briefs around my
ankles. Should I jerk my dick? What should I do? As always I lost the
battle rather easily. I lowered myself back on the bed. Laying on my back I
picked up my still hairless legs and planted my feet on the edge of the
bed. My right hand left my legs and traveled a path to my ass. I start to
squeeze my hard boy dick with my left hand, milking it slowly. My right
hand had reached my boy-hole, started to swirl around the pucker. I just
did it because it felt good enough to continue. After teasing my boy hole a
little with a dry finger. I reach up and scoop up some of the pre-cum that
I had successfully milked from my boy dick. Taking that natural boy lube. I
start to penetrate my ass slowly. I was extremely tight, but I worked that
first finger in and waited before I even attempted to get a second finger
inside. I finally work them both in until they are buried to the final
knuckles. I groaned softly and felt I was almost ready to shoot my boy
load. It felt pretty good in a way I never felt before but I stopped
touching my dick and held very still. I wiggled my fingers, trying to find
my prostate gland. My boy dick jumped and more pre-cum oozed out from the
tip. As I massaged my prostate, my hips started bucking and my boy dick
pulsated. I was near an orgasm, and wasn't even touching my dick! By this
time, my mouth was open, my eyes tightly shut, my head thrown back in
ecstasy. I massaged my prostate with both fingers, dreaming Brian was
fucking me. That made me lose all control, I started cumming all of a
sudden, shaking uncontrollably, shooting volley after volley of white boy
cum. My orgasm was so strong that my dick began to spurt a second time, it
was the most intense orgasm I ever had.

Thanks for reading!
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