Date: Sun, 14 Jan 2024 15:18:56 -0500
From: Robert Halstead <subkodak25@gmail.com>
Subject: Breaking me in 12

Chapter 12

The blond guy I sucked off asked me if I would take it up the ass. I didn't
know what to answer, but Tyler was close by and told the guy that my pussy
belongs to him. Oh, well. I have a pussy. And it belongs to Tyler. I just
love the way I find out about things here. Anyway, I'm relieved that I
won't be getting fucked here tonight. Too much too soon, I think. But
apparently Tyler has things in mind for me tonight. He takes hold of my
balls and pulls me into an alcove, shoving my back up against the wall. He
takes my head in both his hands and the next thing I know, I'm getting the
most romantic kiss I have ever received. It's nice and wet, just like Bobby
always did, but this time it's Tyler's saliva I'm drinking and I imagine it
is medicinal and will turn me into the perfect slave for him. When he's
ready, of course.

He stops kissing me but still holds my head in his hands. I guess that's
something he likes to do. I know that it's really making me feel like I'm
something special to him. I sure as hell hope I will be.

He speaks to me gently as he hoods me again. "This is what I want tonight:
I want you to concentrate on the older men. Suck Daddy cock like a good
little twink. You'll give them something to remember for a long time to
come. And if they want to treat you affectionately, then give yourself to
them and let them do what they want. Meanwhile, you act like you're really
enjoying it. Be eager to be treated like a little boy for a while. Some of
them have dreamed of having a boy like you to spoil and cuddle and love. Be
that boy for them. Stay with the Daddy until his eyes start roaming, then
back away. Others will probably be staring and as soon as you back away
from one man, another is going to want you on your knees. A couple of them
might want to suck your dick, but once they realize you're locked up,
they'll know your little dick is off limits. Be a good boy. Give them
something to remember for a long time to come. Will you do that for me,
pup?"

"Yes, Sir, this pup will do as you say." While he was speaking to me, he
was running his fingers lightly down my back and my ass. I know he could
tell just how much Kurt had beaten me. I didn't know whether or not he
approved; he didn't say anything about it. He left me standing there in the
alcove, and as soon as he walked away, someone else took his
place. Immediately he toyed with my hood until my eyes were covered. "You
don't need to see me, kid. You don't need to see to get on your knees and
find my hard cock. Feed on it, boy. Nurse it like a baby would nurse its
mother's tit. Get milk from me, boy." I kneel before him and right away I
take the tip of his dick in my mouth and start nursing from it the way he
wants. "That's my boy, my good boy. Suckle my dick, you luscious
twink. Just two inches worth. Nurse on me, baby and I'll treat you
good. Nothing rough from me, sweetheart. Just the tip of my dick and your
sucking lips." While I'm servicing him the way he told me to, he runs his
fingertips through my hair and begins to massage my scalp. Dammit, it sends
chills through my entire body. He can tell. "That's right, baby. Tremble
for your Daddy. He's gonna treat you good, boy. Reach up and play with my
balls while you're sucking on me. Take in two more inches now, son. Show
Daddy what a good little slut you can be for him. Work that dick, college
boy. Swallow down my pre-cum as it leaks into your sweet mouth, little
baby." I didn't think it could happen, but all of a sudden I realize that
he's shooting some thick creamy cum into my mouth. I swallow and continue
to play with the tip of his cock until he pulls out of my mouth and giggles
a bit. "That's enough, young fellow. I know you ache for cock, but that's
all I can give you tonight. Come with me now and I'll give you something to
wash down my cum."

He takes me to the bar and has me sit on his lap. My eyes are still
covered. "Rest your sweet head on my chest, baby boy. No need for you to
see anything. Here. Suck on this for a while." He puts the nipple from a
water bottle into my mouth and I do suck it greedily. Getting very dry
now. I finish the entire small bottle. "That's a good boy. You must have
really been thirsty. Stand up now and I'll let you see again." As I stand,
he adjusts the hood so I can see him smiling at me. Not someone I would
ever want to approach if I were a free agent. But he was nice to me and I
hope Tyler was watching and approves of the way I served this fellow.

I thank him and walk away. There's a hot man off to my left, leaning up
against the wall. Well built. Bare smooth chest. Army fatigues. He's even
got the short hair. Maybe it's real? Eyes that are staring right into me
and I wanted to run and hide. I turned away and there was Tyler. "Follow
me. I need to piss," he tells me and walks towards the bathroom. Uh-oh, I
wonder. Is this going to be the time? I realize that he'll probably say
that to me many times in my life but we'll never need to go anywhere. He'll
be able to piss anywhere he wants whenever I'm there. His urinal
slave. Shit! There's one of those common trough-like place to piss in. No
privacy, but we're alone when we walk in.

"Kneel and face my cock," Tyler orders as he takes his out. "Get close to
it. Feel it piss. . . . . touch your nose to it for a second . . . . that's
it, boy. Watch the piss shoot out of me. . . . Stick your tongue through it
once." I do that and of course it gets all over the place and I have a lot
more than a tiny taste of it all. So different than Kurt's. Now I
understand what Kurt was meaning. And so, much to my total humiliation, I
find myself thinking that I'm lucky to have to drink Tyler's piss. It's
very light compared to Kurt's.

While this is going on, another guy walks in and says "hot" when he sees us
and stands there watching me on my knees with my face at another guy's cock
while he's pissing. Finally, Tyler is finished. "Put the tip in your mouth
and suck out anything that remains. That way I won't have to shake it
before putting it away. Do it, slave," he commands. I think of those couple
drops that always remain when we're done. That's what I'm going to suck out
of his dick and swallow. I take him in my mouth and it actually feels like
he's shooting more of his piss into my mouth. "Swallow then lick my slit
clean," is the next order. As I do it, he tells me. "every slit is
different. Remember what mine is like. Dream of licking me clean."

He puts his hand on my head to stop me. His hand slides down to caress my
cheek. "Good slave," he says. That's the second time he called me "slave."
No one else has done that before. Well, I guess it makes sense. He's
telling what I am to him, I guess. That's okay with me. I guess. "See if
you can stand up on your own," he says with a light tone of voice. It's
hard, but I make it. "Now I'll know that you're in distress when you need
my help to do that. Everything has meaning, slave. This is how I care for
you."

He puts his arms around me and then holds my head to his shoulder and we
stand there, motionless, and I rest on him. Right there on the side of the
urinal. Guys come in and out and do their business alongside of us. "Listen
to those sounds of men pissing. Music to your ears, slave. Music for your
ears."

He lets to of me and leaves the bathroom. One of the guys there tries to
get a hold on me. I squirm away the he grabs me tighter. "If you put your
hand in mine, I'll take you somewhere more private. Otherwise, you're gonna
kneel right here. Take your pick, boy." He lets go of my arm and I find his
hand with mine. "That's a good slut," he tells me and we walk out of the
bathroom and deeper into the club. Deeper and darker.  Finally we stop. I
managed to get a look of him and it's the guy with the military thing. "On
your knees, slut." I guess that's my new name while he has me. "I kneel
down. He opens his pants and his cock flops
out. Commando. Large. Dark. Uncut. Damn, I don't know what to do. "Put it
in your mouth and lick around the tip, under my foreskin. I cleaned it
today just for you , slut." I try, tentatively. Hmmm. Not bad. "Clean the
slit. Feel me get hard because you have such a hot mouth, slut." This feels
a little strange, but the more he grows the more it seems like a normal
cock—I mean a cut one. Damn, he's big! "Lick it! All around! From the
base to the tip and back down again." He actually grabs his sac and moves
it so it's easier for me to get at it. I do what he tells me to do and his
hand is always somehow involved as well. He even puts his fingers in my
mouth to hold my lips open. "Lick, bitch! Lick!" He yells, quietly. "No
body's whipped your chest yet. I'll whip you there." That's what he thinks!
But I make an effort to lick better so he's not angry at me. Look at me,
I'm a fucking naked slut slave working real hard serving a tough guy well
enough so he doesn't beat me. This is fucking real, dude!

He makes me stop. "Move yourself so you're up against the wall. Lean on the
wall. Put your hands on my sides," he tells me. "If you take your hands off
my waist, I'll stop. That's your safe word. I'm gonna fuck that face of
yours and turn it into a cunt for me, slut. You want be my cunt? Tell me
you do." And, so, trembling inside whenever I feel myself being further
degraded, I answer, "Please Sir? Please let me be your cunt! Please fuck my
head, Sir!" Man, he really likes that. He pats me on the head. "Hold that
head all the way back against the wall." Shit, now I know what he
wants. He's gonna really fuck my mouth because I can't back off at
all. Holy shit, what will this be like?" I find out soon enough. Damn, he's
good. A little at a time, then more, then a bit more, then back off a bit,
then more, and on and on and on until I'm actually choking on his cock for
a couple seconds before he backs off for another invasion. It's so hot when
he breaks through my gag spot, but I'm gonna be sore for days I bet. "Okay,
slut. Tighten your lips now. I'm ready to blow!" So I behave and now he's
using me as a fleshlight, but only about 5 inches. He wraps his fingers
around the rest of it and we work together, up and down and down and up and
finally he shouts out, "Fuck!" and I get my mouth filled with his salty
load and swallow it as quickly as I can. He pulls away, takes a rag out of
his back pocket and wipes himself clean. "I would have done that for you,
Sir." "Nay, I'm good. But I'll be at that mouth again, slut. Don't you
forget it!"

With that he turns and walks away and I just collapse and sit myself
down. Right there. I bend my knees and open my legs and just sit there,
thinking of poses I've seen on porn. Sure enough, this Daddy comes and
stands there. He's got sneakers on. Good. "What's the matter, baby? You
tired? Someone wear you out, little boy?" "Yes, Daddy." then I get
inspired, "Daddy. your boy still has no hair down there, see?" He comes in
to me and sticks his foot under my scrotum and raises it up as he looks me
over. "That's okay, boy. boys like you never grow hair so you always looks
like boys. That's what we want, us Daddies." He backs his foot up and then
kicks very lightly. I grunt but look up into his face and spread my legs
wider. "Close your legs when you need me to stop," he tells me and begins
kicking my balls, never too hard, then slowly getting harder and I begin to
feel pain in my stomach and it feels weird but hot also. Finally, I can't
take any more and close my legs. He walks away. Just walks away. Seems to
be a strange etiquette around here. But who am I , talking about etiquette!
A fucking slaveboy slut.

I'm really getting tired. Remember, I wasn't going to come here tonight
anyway because I was tired from the night before. Shit. Can I just leave or
do I need permission? Well, I wasn't given a rule about it, so I'm gonna
take a chance and just leave. I'll probably have to pay for it eventually,
but I'm just too tired to care right now.

I go to leave. There's no one at the gate now. I open my locker and get
dressed. No one comes by to bother me. I go outside. The lot's deserted and
it's creepy as I get into my car and back out of my space which is pretty
near the door. Uh-oh. Tyler is standing in the door way with his arms
folded, watching me. Like a snotty brat, I wave to him as I drive away. I
swear I'm not coming back for the next three nights. Let's see what
happens. Besides, I have a lot of reading to do to catch up in my English
course.

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Please write me and let me know what you think of this new story.
subkodak25@gmail.com

I now have a picture of TYLER. Ask and I'll send it.

Here are the other stories I have posted, with the dates where you can find
them:

The Alex Chronicles 9/25/2022
Sweet Subjugation 1/15/2023
Brandon's Bosses 4/3/2023
Brandon's Brothers 5/19/2023
Total Subjugation 5/25/2023
Tommy Loves His Sub 8/17/2023
Training Toby 12/31/2023
Breaking me in—current


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