Date: Sat, 25 Dec 2004 21:24:24 -0500 From: Bruno Ciardi Subject: Sir Called - Part 5 i opened the door naked, without knowing who would be entering. At one time i would have felt shame at being viewed naked, my cock half hard by strangers. But now it seemed almost natural. The two men who entered were an extraordinary looking couple. The first to come in was the smaller of the two. About 5' 8" with a fine featured, extremely handsome face, and commanding demeanor. Following him respectfully was a larger man, also quite good looking with a very muscular body. i assumed that the smaller man was Mauricio. i didn't know what the other was until i saw the small chain around his neck with a lock on it. He was, i assumed correctly, Mauricio's slave. What followed next had ballet like precision. The slave took Mauricio's cashmere overcoat, handed it to me to hang up, and took off his own clothes in a single graceful movement. He immediately knelt. I followed his lead, thinking that this was the proper thing to do as a sign of respect to Sir and Sir's friend Mauricio. Mauricio and Sir greeted each other casually, like old friends. Sir asked Mauricio how his book was coming along and how his family was. Mauricio said that the book was almost finished and that there were just a few changes to make before publication. i did not know what kind of book Mauricio was writing and since the slave and i were being totally ignored at the moment i didn't think that i was going to find out. After several minutes of conversation, Sir changed the topic. "I see that your boy has become your slave now. His training must be coming along very well." Mauricio replied "Yes, he has learned a great deal. It's hard to believe that he was such a cocky stud before. Do you remember when we first saw him at the bar. You didn't think he could be dominated and after one look in his eyes I told you that he is just a big slave waiting for a master. Now look." With that Mauricio approached his slave. He took the slaves chin by the hand and raised his head from the submissive eyes down position. With his slave looking up into his eyes Mauricio said "Who's slave are you?" The slave replied with no self-consciousness. "I am your slave, Master." Mauricio added "What is your goal slave?" To which the slave responded, "To serve you and make you happy, Master." The slave's huge, blood engorged cock was growing harder as he soaked in his master's gaze. Mauricio commanded "Sit." The slave changed his position from kneeling to sitting with his legs open in front of him. Mauricio stepped on his cock, not with his full weight but with enough for me to know that it must have hurt. The slave did not wince or move. Mauricio smiled down at him and then at Sir. He removed his foot from the slave's cock. The slave had a look of great pleasure on his face, as if he was very satisfied with what had been done to him. Very softly he said "Thank you Master for your foot on your property." Mauricio then turned to Sir. "How is your training working out? It looks as though you have found some true slave material here." i wondered what made me look like `true slave material' but before i thought too much, Mauricio moved in front of me and ordered "Stand." i stood just as if it were Sir commanding me. Mauricio inspected me. Nodded at my position and said "Just look at the way his ass stands out. He's spent a life time trying to let other men know that he wants them to fuck him. And look at his eyes, always with a gentle look that says `Don't worry, I won't hurt you. I need you to like me and love me." "Yes" he continued, "This one has always wanted to be someone's boy or slave although he never knew it and never would have if you hadn't helped him to discover himself." Then Mauricio added, "Just look how his cock throbs when I talk about him as a submissive object. Have you trained him to cum without touching him yet?" Sir responded "No, but he barely needs to be touched. His cock is becoming as submissive as his mind is. I am taking my time with him. He has had to overcome the pain he has associated with humiliation so that he can be totally free to serve. I haven't fucked him yet because he still needs to have his mind and body become more unified in the objective of serving. Soon he will be free enough to become a complete slave, like yours." Maybe i should have felt offended to hear myself being spoken about like a puppy being trained but i was concentrating completely on Sir's words and i was very proud to be considered to be making good progress. Mauricio noted my satisfied look. "George, this one will be your slave for as long as you want him." Sir just winked at Mauricio and slapped me on the ass. "You boy and you slave, get into the kitchen and get things ready for dinner. Feel free to speak to each other. You need to get to know each other since you will be working together a great deal. From this i understood that Sir and Mauricio were very good friends and that using slaves and boys together was not something completely new for them Slave and i moved quickly to the kitchen. Although the townhouse was quite elegant the galley kitchen was small enough so that we were very aware of each other's nakedness. i spoke to slave first. "What should i call you. Since i have become Sir's boy he has not used my name. Do we have names anymore or what? Slave responded "For now we are slave and boy. They will decide what to call us when they want." Then I questioned some more. "How long have you been serving your master?" He replied "I've been with him for three years. Your Sir was training another boy for the about one year but when Sir wanted his total commitment as a slave, the boy could not go through with it and backed out. Then your Sir was alone until he met you. I know from overhearing Master's conversations with him on the phone or when I have served the two of them together that your Sir thinks that you will make the commitment. He is pleased with your progress. Although we continued to work, slave's remarks made a deep impression on me. My cock got harder as i thought of his words about Sir's being pleased with me. Like a baby who begins to cry when he hears another crying, slave's cock also began to grow. We looked at each other and grinned in complicity. He commented "You have a nice slavecock. It really is learning to respond to even the thought of your Sir. You'll see how wonderful it is to become the slave of a truly dominant man such as your Sir. I was never a sub before I met Master but since I have become his slave I have never been happier. I still have my own professional life but the rest of my life is dedicated to him. Not a minute of the day goes by when some part of my mind doesn't turn to him or remember something he said or did. I think I am a very happy, contented slave. I hope you will become one too." We brought the food to the table, Sir at the head and Master at its foot. When we had served them and poured their wine Sir spoke. "Since we are getting to know each other you two will sit at the table tonight and may join -- respectfully -- in our conversation when invited. i was very excited and pleased at the arrangement. Slave and i sat on opposite sides of the table. We did not have stools but our chairs were several inches lower than the others and we were not eating from the china. Each of us had a plastic dish and a spoon to eat with. We were also allowed to partake of the wine from plastic cups. No matter, with legs open in deference to the two dominant men at the table we eagerly joined them for dinner. Mauricio and Sir spoke with animation. There friendship was a very warm and lively one. They obviously cared for each other and shared intellectual interests. Mauricio asked me about my work. i responded that i had worked at my international consultant firm for seven years. i used to travel a great deal but now was at a higher managerial position. That was good, i blushed because it made me more available to Sir when he demanded my presence. Mauricio responded that the arrangement was fortunate. Slave had had to give up a more high powered position in order to dedicate himself to total slavery. Slave added that the career sacrifice was well worth it in order to be Mauricio's slave. The evening continued like this with light conversation and friendly sharing. After we cleared, Sir suggested that we go to the living room. Sir and Mauricio took the large leather chairs. Slave sat between Mauricio's legs and i between Sir's. After two brandies, Sir was very animated. He suggested that slave and i start to become familiar with each other. He opened the drawer of the end table and brought out a double-dildo with a large head on each side. "Mauricio, do you think boy and slave should show us how they can cum without touching their cocks?" Mauricio applauded with a smile and said "Certainly." So we were ordered to stand back to back. The dildo was lubed then inserted in slave's ready and willing asshole. Then they told me to back into it as Sir fitted it into my asshole too. Mauricio stood in front of slave and Sir in front of me. Sir looked me in the eyes and spoke. "Boy, start to fuck the dildo. Look me in the eyes and let me know how much you want to make me proud of you." i began with slow gyrations, finding a rhythm to match slave's, and feeling his ass cheeks rub mine very erotically. i kept my gaze on Sir, letting him know without speaking that although it was another man's body caressing mine that every muscle movement of pleasure really was directed by and belonged to him. Each staring into our masters' eyes we slowly fucked each others ass. After a while of my being in a near hypnotic trance of pure sexual submission to Sir, Sir and Mauricio caught each other's glance and they both said simultaneously "CUM". Both slave and i came simultaneously. i was quick enough to catch all of my cum in my hand, ready to eat it on command. Slave missed several drops. One hit his Master's shoe. Mauricio's face went stone serious. He quickly slapped slave across the face. Slave accepted the slap. He dropped to his knees and with his ass high in the air he began cleaning his Master's shoe with his tongue. Mauricio ignored what he was doing and directed his attention to Sir. "George, could you tell your boy to rub his cum in slave's face and hair. He will leave here tonight shirtless, covered in cum. Maybe he'll learn not to be so clumsy in the future. Sir ordered me to do what Mauricio requested. i rubbed the cum in slave's hair and face when he finished cleaning Mauricio's shoes. Then i got Mauricio his overcoat. Slave put it on him and then put on his own pants and shoes. He left his shirt. Although it was only in the low 60's that evening, slave was going to walk to the car and drive his master home with a cum-stained face. i wondered if his master would make a stop somewhere so that slave could be further humiliated. When they left, Sir turned to me. "You've done well tonight boy. I am happy with your progress. Then he added. I want to sit and read for a bit. Come kneel at my feet." i eagerly followed him and knelt with my head facing his crotch. Seeing me staring at his crotch he said "That's good boy. I am going to open my pants. I want you to study my cock and balls. I want you to concentrate on them and on how much you want to give them pleasure. Focus your entire attention on them. Let your mind give me the best blow job you have ever given. Think about how hungry your tongue is for my cock, how much you want my cock to own your mouth. Don't speak but think about how much you want to dedicate yourself to this cock." Sir didn't have to say any of those words. i was already the slave to this man and to his cock, even though i hadn't touched it yet.