Date: Sat, 17 Feb 2024 14:54:22 -0500 From: Robert Halstead Subject: Breaking me in 38 Chapter 38. Later that day I get a text from Bobby: "How did it work out with the prof?" I answer: "He said he'll find a way to work it out." Bobby: "Good. When are you free?" Uh-oh. He must have something in mind. "11 am to 1:30" I answer. "Come to rm 122 in Shipley Hall at 11." "Yes, Master." I thought I `d show suitable respect. He's never summoned me to a dorm room before. I wonder what's going on. I looked up the dorm on the college website. It's mostly for sophomores and some jocks. I wonder what's going on. It's on my mind all during class and I'm itching to get out of there. finally it's over. I make my way to Shipley. The room's on the first floor. There aren't many guys around. I knock on the door and Bobby answers. "Come in and strip, slave," he says to me and when he closes the door I realize there's another guy there, hot as hell and shirtless. I strip down but leave my socks on. "Totally Naked!" Bobby orders in a stern voice and slaps me across the face. The other guy gasps from surprise. "Get those fucking socks off, faggot!" I don't know why, but the act of pulling off my socks after being punished for leaving them on is more humiliating than everything else. It makes me feel more naked. Not only that, but helpless, as if the last layer of protection has been removed from me. "My friend Keith is interested in seeing what it's like to have a slave. Turn around and show him your ass." As I turn around he tells Keith, "The slave got punished last night for getting a bad grade on a paper. I don't usually administer punishment myself but get someone else to take care of it. The guy who whipped his ass is an expert at it. Knows exactly where to aim the lashes from his strap. Notice what he did. Top, middle, and bottom." Bobby traces the welts with his fingers which sets me shivering. "Wanna touch them yourself? There's still heat emanating from them. They reduced the slave to sobbing like a little boy." Keith tentatively reaches out and just barely touches the center of my ass then quickly backs off. "Shit! It is hot. How often does this kid get thrashed like that?" "It all depends on behavior. I just decided that it would be punished for bad grades as well. It'll keep the slave on its toes." I notice that Keith is getting hard and is rubbing himself a little. "Take out your cock and the slave will suck it for you if you want." Keith hesitates, but finally decides to go through with it. He drops his pants all the way to the floor and then stands there stroking himself. "You want it standing or do you want to sit or lie on the bed? Whatever you want," says Bobby. Keith sits on the bed. "Get to it, slave," orders my Master, so I kneel between his legs and start licking his cock. Lots of pre-cum already leaking and I lick it up. Keith lets out a loud groan. "This is fucking unbelievable!" he says. "Come on, dude, suck it all the way down!" He's big. About eight inches, I'd say. I start working it into my mouth but start gagging about six inches in and back off. "Use your hand on what you can't swallow. Let me watch you get him off as fast as you can. Drink him down. It's your lunch, boy," says Bobby. Keith is very vocal as he enjoys the way I'm servicing his dick. "That's it, cocksucker. Suck me, stroke me, get me off." and before long he shoots a big load into my mouth with a big yelp. I suck it down and swallow and go to lick his cockhead but Keith quickly pulls away. "That's enough! Too sensitive now." He milks his own cock as it softens, and there's a lot of cum still dripping out. "Lick up the rest of his load," Bobby orders, and so I do, making sure not to touch Keith's dick with my mouth or tongue. Keith keeps stroking and a little bit more appears at the head. I look quizzingly at Keith and he nods. "Go for it, boy. Lick it clean now." And so I do. Keith thanks me for what I did but Bobby interrupts him: "You don't ever have to thank a slave for doing what a slave is meant to do. Thank me because I'm the one who arranged for you to get your dick sucked. In fact, the faggot's gonna thank me itself for letting it have access to your joint." Keith laughs then sits up and pulls his pants back up before standing. "Now for the best part," says Bobby. "I didn't fuck the boy last night because its ass was so sore from the thrashing, so I'm gonna fuck it today even though it's still sore." He drops his pants and lubes himself up from a tube he had in his pocket. "Bend over that desk, boy, and spread your legs. Let me fuck your pussy, bitch!" Bobby says, surprising me because he seldom uses the "p" word. I brace myself because I know he's not gonna go easy on me right now while he's showing off and damn, it's gonna hurt when he makes contact with my ass. Damn right. He fucks me hard and fast and whenever he's all the way in me he makes contact with the welts on my ass and it all hurts like hell. I grunt and groan but I'm determined not to cry. "Hey Keith," Bobby calls out, "watch the way I breed my boy. It's coming right . . . . NOW!!!!" And he spills into me and keeps pressing in as deep as he can go until eventually he softens and slips out. Then he really surprises me. He gets down on his knees and begins to kiss the welts on my ass where the pain has been re-ignited from the way he fucked me. "I always take care of my faggots," I hear him say, and his gentle kisses don't do much to help with the pain I'm still feeling, but they do loads for my heart. I can feel his cum starting to ooze out of my hole. As soon as Bobby sees it, he takes my socks and uses them to wipe what's starting to drip out. Then he takes one of the socks and practically shoves it up my ass. "That will hold you until I can get you to a toilet, baby," he says. Keith looks surprised at the obvious tenderness with which Bobby is taking care of me now. "I think I'm beginning to understand why your boy lets you use him as a slave. It's like you've got hypnotic power over him because of the way you get so sweet with the dude. Damn, I can take a lesson from you the next time I screw a chick. Treat her like gold afterwards and she'll get hooked on me." "Entirely possible," replies my Master. "But you have to work at it before there's any sex involved. You've got to learn exactly what it takes to caress her heart and her mind. Most guys are in too much of a hurry to just get off. That's why most guys around here are never ever able to keep a woman around more than the length of time it gets for them to shoot their loads into her." While he's saying this, Bobby is helping me get dressed again, minus my socks. When I'm all put together, he kisses my tear-stained cheeks and says "You're my good boy and I love you." "Man, you're blowing my mind!" says Keith. "I watch a lot of porn but have never seen anything like this." "that's the problem of porn," says Bobby. "It's too hard to portray caring and affection. And as time goes on, the porn is getting more and more violent, more and more unrealistic. It's training guys to think only in terms of open holes in brainless subs. Think about that." "thank you, I will," says Keith. "Hey, have you ever thought of doing some scenes yourself to show the things you say are so important?" "Nah. Not my thing, I don't need the money, and I'm not willing to risk ruining our relationship if we moved in that direction." With that, he leads me out of Keith's room and finds a bathroom where I can take care of myself while he stands guard before the stall I'm in. On the way home I start dozing off. We seem to be driving for a long time and it's dark by the time I wake up. "Did you have a nice nap, boy?" asks Bobby. "Yeah, I guess. How long was I out?" "Only about a half-hour. We're almost to Todd's place." "Todd?" "Yeah. The ginger waiter we had in that nice bistro I took you to." "Oh yeah, the guy who told me the bright red hair goes `all the way down'." "That's him. I'm giving him to you as a reward. I want to see how much you enjoy burying your face in his red pubes and ass. He'll be all nice and clean and waiting for us by the time we get there. He's gonna let you eat his hair from his armpits all the way down." "Oh wow! I forgot all about him. I figured it was just talk back then." Bobby chuckles, very satisfied with himself. And damn it, he should be. I get more pleasure from being his slave than I ever got when I was just out there on my own. Bobby's a genius. He knows so much about how I'm put together. He knows so much about how to keep me wanting to obey him and serve him. And love him. Can't forget that. When we get to Todd's place, he opens the door completely naked. I'm blown away by the sight of him from head to foot. I start to strip but Todd says "leave your clothes on, boy. All I'm interested in is seeing your mouth pay homage to what God's given me. I wanna see you feast on me, kid." He leads me inside to his bedroom, very nicely arranged in blue and black just about everywhere, including his bed spread. Once we all get into the room, Todd puts his hands behind is head, opening his armpits to my sight and I throw myself into one of them and in inhale the sweet scent as I lick and suck on his fiery hair, and then the other. "that's right, baby," says Todd. "Now work your way down my chest." I stop at his nipples which have hairs around them. They're very sensitive and Todd pulls away a bit. "Better leave them alone for now. Work your way down my chest and treasure trail." Oh what a delight! And before long my face is buried in his right red pubes and I reach up with my hand to tantalize his cock. "Oh fuck, man. Get my balls too." So much to explore. So much to anoint with my saliva which, amazingly enough, just keeps flowing from my mouth. I thought I would have dried up by now, but no. I'm salivating on Todd's body because it's all so delicious! And from the sound of it, and the encouragement he keeps giving me, Todd's getting off on it as well, in a way that I've never seen anyone else ever do. Finally, Todd flips himself over and I'm ecstatic about what I see. I start on his cheeks, licking the hair close to his crack. Todd reaches back and spreads his legs, and their a red forest in there around his hole and I lick and suck to my heart's content. (Bobby usually doesn't want me eating ass because he says it's too unsanitary. In this case he's making an exception and I'm glad he is. I'm taking full advantage of the opportunity, and as I start probing inside him with my tongue, all of a sudden Todd cries out and starts grinding the bed. "I'm coming!" he yells. Damn, it's a good thing he took off the bedspread before we had gotten started. This was so awesome. The only thing about it I wasn't happy with was the fact that I had to stay dressed. Other than that, however, this was a scene I'll never forget. I sure hope I can get to come back here again. Todd puts on a blue robe and then opens his arms to embrace me. It feels so good in his arms, almost as good as a hug from Bobby. Damn, I sure hope I get to come over here again! #### Please make a donation to Nifty, no matter how small. Our contributions help keeping this wonderful site alive. donate@nifty.org If you write me, let me know what you think of this new story. subkodak25@gmail.com. Here are the other stories I have posted, with the dates where you can find them: The first five should be read in order: 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 These stories are stand-alone Tommy Loves His Sub 8/17/2023 Training Toby 12/31/2023 Breaking Me In (in progress)