Date: Fri, 15 May 2015 19:57:31 -0400
From: dave stout <dodge1191@hotmail.com>
Subject: A Gentle Seduction to Service

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Cast: Old Buddy Kurt—Son John—Mikey, servant

It should be fun. My old high school buddy had really hit the jackpot; he
was loaded now. I was surprised when I received his invitation and a few
days of hunting with an old friend sounded great. He had a cabin in the
mountains smack in the middle of a few hundred acres he owned. The weather
was superb as I slowly traversed the hardscrabble single lane road up to
his place. I thought back to when we were kids, Kurt had always been bigger
and had been kinda my protector. I was always smaller without his preppy
good looks. We were opposites and I had always wondered what attracted us
to each other. When it came time for college we had lost touch. Boy it
would be nice to see him again.

His cabin wasn't quite just a cabin. It was considerably larger than the
one room affair I had visualized. He opened the door wearing only a
robe. "Mike, how are you buddy, gee it's great to see you again." I looked
the "cabin" over; it was mostly a very large single room even extending to
the bathroom. He caught me looking at the bathroom without walls and told
me that the place wasn't yet finished. I'm not a construction expert but it
looked finished to me; just finished without walls.

We sat down and had a beer while talking of the "good old days." Kurt was
remembering how he was always there as my protector in school. "No one
would screw with you little buddy, they knew you were under my wing. You
were always a bit strange then you know, a lot of people thought you were
hot for me" As he said this he rubbed my head and I thought to myself, what
the fuck is this.

"Mike, go get me another beer." It sounded more like an order than a
request but I got up and returned with a beer for him.

"Tell you what little buddy, let's put on a tape to watch, I like to have a
little porn on during the day to keep me on edge." On edge, gee this was
getting to be really odd.

On the tape there was this guy with a huge cock fucking the crap out of a
slim little blonde girl while a small, scrawny guy looked on. I must admit
it was really hot. The Porn stud finished with a great sigh and finally
pulled out of the cunt with a loud pop. The littler guy just slid to his
knees and began licking cum and cunt juice off his cock like it was the
most natural thing in the world.

"That's my favorite part, in the beginning the little guy agrees to become
the guys servant, you know, a kind of man-servant. Kind of like in that old
book we read in class, "Robinson Caruso."  "To be honest with you that's
the part that made me think of you again."

I couldn't believe it, he saw me as his servant!!! How the hell could this
be? I really didn't know what to think, I was shocked but yet a little
flattered he was thinking of me at all. It was confusing.

Kurt stood up and told me that the best part was coming up and I should
watch, he was going to take the shower he was headed for when I showed
up. He just dropped his robe and was naked walking to the open, walk-in
shower. I don't know about what was the best part on the video; I couldn't
stop looking at him. He really took his time soaping up then called
me. "Mike come here and wash my back." Again, no request, more of an
order. I just sat there looking at him. "Get over here now, "he ordered. To
be honest I thought about telling him to shit in his hat, thought about
just getting into my car and leaving. What I did surprised me more than
anyone. I got up and went to the shower!

He was very solicitous about me not getting wet as he handed me a washcloth
and soap slowly turning his back to me. "Soap me down good Mike, I've been
waiting for this."

Rubbing his back was simply sensuous; I noted that I was quickly getting
hard. "Don't forget my ass cheeks, do my ass." Again in the form of an
order, not a request.  For whatever reason I complied and now had a raging
hardon as I soaped his ass. I noted how wildly erotic it was to be doing
what he asked me to; washing his naked backside. He suddenly turned and I
couldn't help looking at his cock, it was half hard and huge.

"I see you like this Mike" he said motioning at my little hardon. It was
embarrassing, I actually blushed. He stepped out of the shower area and
just looked at me. "Don't just stand there, dry me off." Without a thought
I grabbed for a towel and began drying Kurt off. He didn't even lift his
legs so I found myself kneeling in front of him drying his feet. When I
looked up I saw he was smirking, "go ahead Mikey dry my crotch off. I was
then handling his massive cock with the towel, how the hell did I get here?

"Go ahead now suck on the head, you know what to do." I was in a kind of
trance as I gently opened my lips to his cock. This was very new to me but
that cock was so big; he was so masterful. The head was as big as a ripe
plum but I was able to get my lips around it and began my first
blowjob. Oh, I had had women give me them but never thought I would be on
the giving side. I settled in and began trying to get more cock into my
mouth. I guess my feeble attempts were OK because I felt him holding my
ears, then a groan and I was retching with a mouth full of cum.  After the
burst subsided he lifted my chin, I looked at his manly face and he told me
to go clean up. I went and washed my face thinking, what now, what now?
"While your in there strip off all your clothes, you need to be naked" What
the hell I thought to myself.

"That was good Mikey, now you understand where you fit in the grand scheme
of things. Why don't you scrunch down on the floor, no get over between my
legs? Rub my feet now and I'll try to explain where we're going." I lifted
his leg and began massaging his foot. "Ahhh, that feels nice. Well now we
know that you're a cocksucker, in fact since you sucked me off you're my
cocksucker. You've had your first taste of cum, now it's time to train
you. Do my toes now then clean them up with your tongue. One of my reasons
for reacquainting myself with you is so I can show my son how to handle a
pussyboy."

Still somewhat traumatized I started rubbing his toes then gently licking
them thinking, what son, Pussyboy?

 "Ahhh that's very nice Mikey. You know I always thought you would make a
great pussyboy but back when we were in school I was a lot shyer than I am
now. Now I know that I can get whatever I want just by going after it. What
I'm after now is frankly a body slave like those old Roman dudes used to
use. They would take a young slave boy and train him to service them in
everyway. If they needed to piss their boy just opened his mouth, if they
wanted their asshole licked the boy stuck his tongue out. I kind of talked
you into sucking me off but I did notice that you got a nice hardon and in
fact you're hard now. Enough with my feet lick my balls for me, boy. Yea
that's it, show me how much you enjoy it cocksucker".

I was licking him eagerly by then. "Get down under my balls now", and it
was then I found the spot right where his ass crack begins and began to
mouth and tongue him there. Gosh I have to admit that the musky male taste
and smell of him down there was wonderful, it was so erotic.

"You know Mikey this is going to be great, I often have to cum 3 or 4 times
a day and you're going to enjoy it each time. Cunt is nice but so high
maintence. You have to romance them, talk nice and listen to their
chatter. With a pussyboy all I'll have to do is teach you what I
like. Fucking a cunt is great and I'll still do it but a nice, warm mouth
has a tongue to caress and worship my cock."

"I'm kind of interested in what you think about all this, I need to know to
train you properly. Were you excited when my cock went into your mouth,
what were you thinking?

I stammered and muttered that it was Ok. Kurt rewarded my reticence with a
very hard slap across my cheek. "Do what I ask, think and be honest."
Through a quiet sob I responded.

"At first Kurt I resented your even thinking of me as that kind of guy."

"What kind of guy, be explicit or you'll be punished and from now on call
me Sir."

"Thinking of me as a cocksucker Sir, I was mad at myself for calling you
Sir yet I felt this odd little tingling that didn't go away. I was confused
because I didn't fight, didn't really want to fight. Once it was in my
mouth I just did what comes naturally."

"Of course you did. Your mouth is like a cunt, a cunt with a tongue. You
know the only reason cocksuckers like you have tongues are to lick a man's
ass and balls. Tell me how did you like your first taste of cum?"

Cunt mouth! I was insulted and yet excited by this talk. "It was Ok, at
first I was scared but it just shoot into my mouth and I swallowed."

"No, what did it taste like, answer me?"

"It was creamy, sticky and thick, kind of salty, I think I liked it Sir."

"That's good because you'll be getting lots of it from now on, I like to
get sucked off 3 or 4 times a day and you'll be my cum dump. What I'm
looking for is a body servant like the old Romans had. In their day they
trained a slave to serve all their needs. This boy would dress them, wash
their owner's bodies, suck them off, drink their piss, whatever was
needed. Is that for you Mikey?"  "Suck my cock now, take it slow."

A few days later Kurt had told me his son was on the way. I thought I
should look for my clothes but Kurt refused. "No Boy, a pussyboy should be
naked. Besides its time John learned all about boys like you."

It was strange how he called me boy, we were the same age. I wondered about
what was in store for me with the son, John. In the last few days I had
been humiliated yet happy serving Kurt, he had begun showing me how to
serve him. It was embarrassing that I liked it.

On Tuesday I was again kneeling between Kurt's legs, sucking on his prick
when the front door opened. Instinctively I pulled off to look and was
shocked by a swift, hard slap. "Keep your attention where it belongs boy,
you know better. "

How are you John, nice to see you."

"I'm great Dad, is this the pussyboy you wanted me to see?"

"Yeah, but a lot more than see, you're old enough to drive now and it's
time you learned how to handle cocksuckers like this. We can have a little
Daddy, Son bonding like we did when I taught you to ski."

"Sounds great Dad but I already have a girlfriend you know."

"Yeah I know but fucking a bitch just isn't the same as having a cocksucker
dedicated to servicing you. Have you noticed that since I redirected his
attention he's concentrated on my cock, he doesn't yet know what you look
like? That's really the difference, with a cunt you're always romancing the
bitch while a boy like this can be trained to only think about the cock in
his mouth and its pleasure. A girl is nice to fuck but you just can't get
away from the drama, broads are high maintenance. Watch, go ahead Mikey
take it all the way down, deep into your throat."

I relaxed my throat muscles, swallowed and let that fat cockhead stab deep
into my throat. The saliva just gushed out of my mouth as I did as I was
told, what I had been taught.

"Isn't that just great John? A few days ago he just gagged at the thought
of taking a cock that deep. He probably won't be able to stuff that
horse-cock of yours down though. Why don't you take off your clothes and we
can begin your lesson eh?"

In a minute Kurt grabbed my head and pulled me off his cock." Ok boy, you
should now be looking at my Son now, isn't he a fine lad?"

I looked up as John was lowering his shorts. The first thing I saw was his
cock hanging, limp in front of me, still on my knees. It was long, about 8
inches, and circumcised. His balls hung loosely in their sack. His hair was
thick and a reddish blond. I reached up to hold it and Kurt Squeezed my
shoulders a bit.

"Hold it baby, no hands, no hands at all. John wants to see what you can do
with that hot mouth." I let it go and caught the tip with my tongue,
scooping it between my lips.  He stayed limp as I sucked it into my mouth.
It was thick as a German sausage and longer than his Dad's. I sucked hard
and felt my cheeks implode along the soft skin of his cock. I ran my tongue
over his head and along the underside while I sucked and pulled my mouth
along the sides of his shaft. Now I could feel it swell a bit. He rewarded
my effort with a sucking sound through his teeth. I kept up my sucking
until it finally swelled stretching my mouth to its limit.  I started
pumping my mouth up and down his shaft like his Dad liked. The head was
enormous, I suppose the size of an egg and the shaft that ran back from it
was proportional, probably 9 to 10 inches. He began moaning a bit and
humping his hips.

"Suck it you bitch, suck it good." he would murmur, from time to time. I
pressed my lips against the shaft and it could have been plastic it was so
hard.  Only the warmth of the blood flowing through his shaft told me it
was real. I raised my chin and pressed down against his shaft, feeling it
push into the back of my throat. I pushed and swallowed hard, feeling it
slip down my throat. I was rewarded with a sigh and his bushy hair tickling
my nose. I couldn't help it, I began gagging and crying.

"Just hold him there John, feel his throat muscles massaging your cockhead,
isn't that great? Now let him loose to breathe then punch him back on your
cock, stretch his throat open. "

John held me in place as I struggled for breath. "Can you feel his throat
muscles massaging your cock, great isn't it?"

"Now that he's used to it just fuck his face in and out." The boy began
stroking his cock slowly in my mouth; about every third plunge he pushed
his prick into my gullet.

I was able to gulp a little air each time before the boy impaled me again
on his monster cock. I felt like a fish on a spear. After gagging me that
second time he let me go on my own. I pulled back off and worked his head a
bit and then plunged back over the shaft. Up and down the long shaft I
pumped. I felt his hands grip my ears more tightly while he pumped his hips
more. I tickled his head with my tongue and began to taste a steady ooze of
cum from his piss slit. He jerked a little and then groaned. I felt the
first burst slide up the shaft and splatter into the back of my mouth, I
almost choked again but the delay between spurts saved me. I swallowed and
pulled back so my whole mouth could take in the next larger spurt of
cum. There was another, then another and finally a slow dribble as he began
to relax his grip on me and the cum subsided. I swallowed all of it and he
pulled his cock out of me.  It was still ramrod stiff and bounced upward as
he stepped back.  He held it in his hand and ran the head over my lips and
along the side of my face. Just then Kurt sent me into the kitchen to get
them a couple of beers.

When I returned I was ordered to start licking John's feet nice and clean
while they talked. "You know once you've filled a boys mouth with your cum
you own him. I think we should kinda combine his training to be my body
slave with showing you the possibilities of having a suck-boy around for
yourself. I've already talked to him and he's as hot as any slut I've had.

 "To begin with John it's important for you to realize that an eager
cocksucker is a treasure to be used not abused. I've found that you need
nothing more than the occasional swat or maybe a little sting from a riding
crop to focus a cocksucker. They thrive on being able to submit to a
man. Watch how happy he is sucking my cock"

"OK Mikey, its time for you to learn new things.

"I'll explain as we go but it's important for you to realize what you
are. If you let yourself go you'll be happier in the long run. I knew John
was coming so I bought some gear for you. Why don't you lick John's balls
while I get it."

I was soon lost in those teen balls using my tongue to caress and clean
them. I felt Kurt drawing my wrists back and fastening them behind my back,
I was cuffed then released.

"Ok now boy put these other cuffs on your ankles, yeah that's the way. The
cuffs on your wrists and ankles are nice leather aren't they? John notice
the iron rings, there to use when you want your boy to stay in position. Ok
now Mikey hold your head up while I lock your slave collar on, how's that
feel boy?  Answer me."

I said, "I don't know, it feels strange, kind of hot though. The pictures
of ancient Roman slaves showed many of them cuffed like this and maybe
that's what makes me excited."

"Of course it does, that's who you are."

At supper that night I was allowed to sit at the table naked in my cuffs
and collar while Kurt and his son ate with silk robes on. They talked as if
I wasn't there and I knew enough not to speak.

"Maybe we shouldn't let him eat with us but I think it's Ok once in a while
as long as he performs for us. That's really the beauty of having a boy
trained as a man's body slave; you have total control. In the next few days
we'll bring him along as we show him where he belongs. An accomplished
cocksucker must learn how to submit willingly to his owner. If you want to
piss he should be opening his mouth. When you want your ass licked his
tongue should throb."

The next day Kurt told John that it would be much fun and very instructive
to start over with me.

"We'll begin at the interview stage and go on to training, we'll have fun
and I guarantee you you'll learn a lot. Hell, by the time were done you'll
know all there is to know about cocksuckers. To begin you need to
understand that one of these natural cocksuckers want to serve, they
actually relish the humiliation. Watch now."

"Are you a cocksucker boy"? Kurt asked as he lifted my chin up.

"Yes Sir I am." I replied.

"Good boy, it's important that you know what you are. Lick my balls while
we talk, there a little sweaty. Use a lotta tongue. Watch how he works
those balls John, see how eager he is to please. That's the thing about
boys like him they long to please you."

Was he right, did I really want to please him that much? I now know I'm a
cocksucker and I am there for their pleasure and amusement. At the end of
the game their balls are empty and they send me away full of cum. They
laugh, joke and have a good time with my mouth pussy which is all that
matters, their satisfaction, their pleasure.

Kurt always had porn movies on the TV and whenever I wasn't serving him I
watched. The genre was always a cocksucker serving his Master. He had
prepared a little booklet that he said described the sex-slave boy's
role. I studied it in front of the TV. I wanted to serve my owner as he
desired. I often thought of some of the more interesting passages in the
booklet.

Booklet exerpts: "When the cock is big and thick it's more difficult to
take it, especially for the new non-skilled cock eaters. But you must do
your best, at least to take a big portion as much as you can, to show your
owner you are willing to satisfy him and you only need some time to learn
how to stretch your throat. Gagging is expected and most owners appreciate
throat spasms on their pricks. Practice and yet more practice. I repeat,
don t let him go away totally unsatisfied. The owner will understand your
efforts and can help you along the way."

"When your owner pushes into your gullet you'll find yourself gushing
saliva, don't worry it's an important part of the cock sucking role. Throat
slime is a good thing. It's just like a dripping pussy when a guy fucks a
woman. When a guy fucks your throat, the slime is lubrication and it's your
throat pussy drooling from the dick inside your mouth, using you. Your
owner needs it for his animalistic pleasure of getting his nuts off."

"Trust me boy, like golf or basketball, its practice, practice and more
practice. Once you're a cock swallower your throat will be in demand and
guys will refer you out to friends. There are many straight guys out there
that love fucking a fag in the mouth and get off watching their dick
disappearing into a cocksucker's face."

The booklets refrain kept running through my mind, all I wanted was to
please Kurt, Yes Kurt, who I now thought of as my owner.

We had settled into a routine of sorts. I was now resigned to being Kurt's
man-servant and kind of enjoying it. The sex was relentless; he was always
hot and horny and could easily cum 4 or 5 times a day. I had discovered
that I reviled in the sex and especially the humiliation of it all. Yet,
for all that there was no question but that I wanted to become the perfect
servant. The taste of cum was always in my mouth.

Kurt was relaxed in his favorite chair as he read the newspaper; I was
again on my knees gently nursing on his cock. He had told me that he liked
it when his cock was kept half hard, warm and wet. I now found it quite
natural to have that big cockhead in my mouth for long periods. Every once
in a while he would grab my ears and feed me a little more than I would be
allowed when just nursing on his cock.

Kurt was telling me, "You're becoming quite the good little cocksucker but
you need to go beyond that. I'm sure you've been told to be the best at
whatever you do. That certainly applies to serving a superior man. You
should begin thinking of yourself as a slave now, by the way start licking
my balls now. You know a slave has no choice but to obey and please his
Master, that's the proper attitude for you too. When all your mental
choices are gone you'll find yourself freed to just serve and please. When
I want my ass licked you'll find it pleasant because it's what I want and
you want me to be pleased. Think about it."

Kurt continued, "You know boy that's very pleasant but I have to piss. Come
to think about it maybe it's time to continue your education, remember what
I just said."

He got up and motioned me to follow as he headed for the open
bathroom. Where he motioned me to my knees again. "I know the two of us are
alone here but I've found that it's always easier for a novice to learn
when there is perfect privacy the first time. You haven't been in this room
yet, look around, and get familiar. A bathroom is a very erotic place for a
manservant you know."

The bathroom portion of the cabin was huge with a toilet, sink and a very
strange looking lounge chair. In the corner there was what looked like a
small rolling wall with a urinal on it! Mike went to the toilet and waved
me over. Soon he had me kneeling on the tile floor in front of the
toilet. Mike took his cock and dribbled a little piss into the bowl; the
sight mesmerized me. "Ok boy, get your head in there and lick up those big
drops of piss on my prick head." Without even a thought I just did it and
found it not at all unpleasant. Then he let a bit go right across my lips
and I opened up. "Ok boy how did you like that eh? You know that I want you
to serve as my piss bowl, don't you?"

"It tasted ok sir and I do want to please you."I answered.

"I thought you did, well let's get on with it." He said.

Kurt rolled the little urinal wall out in front of me and motioned me to
it. I was now kneeling on a nice soft cushion with my head thru a rubber
membrane that fit tight around my neck. I realized that my head was now
right in the urinal, I couldn't help blushing but I was really flushed from
the joy of this new humiliation.

Kurt's soft voice was telling me, "I know this is your first time boy,
don't worry, I'll help you along. Just open up and stick your tongue out,
yeah, that's right. I'm going to just lay my cock on your tongue. Now just
look at me boy, I want to see your eyes. Just think about what you're about
to do, you'll be drinking my piss. If you're ready tell me."

I managed to croak out a "ready Sir" and he let out a spurt of piss right
into my mouth. I just swallowed it down. "No boy, you need to get used to
the taste of your owners piss, this time fill your mouth and swirl it
around like mouthwash."

He began pissing again and did fill my mouth; I kept looking at his face as
I kind of gargled with it. The pleased smirk on his face comforted me
somehow.

Kurt continued, "Now we'll see how good you are. Let your lips seal around
my cock and just keep swallowing, I know you can keep up." He pissed a slow
stream for a few minutes and I just kept swallowing. "That's good boy, just
keep your mind on your man's piss flowing into your mouth and you'll do
fine. I think you were born to serve a man." He was done now but kept his
cock on my tongue just relaxing and talking. "You moved past just being a
houseboy today, that kind of toilet training will make you a body slave, a
valuable asset. You've got a lot to learn but your nice and eager."

Wow, a valuable asset, I felt good.

The next day found me again on my knees in the bathroom. Kurt was shaving
while I lightly tongued his cock and balls. He abruptly pulled away and
went over to the "special" lounge and laid down. "I'm in the mood to have
my ass licked now. I haven't shown you how yet but you'll figure it out I'm
sure. This chair opens me up nicely for a tonguing with these stirrups.

"Yes, Master."I moved in toward his smooth bubble butt. It smelled warm and
good with heavy musty, male body odors. I started licking the entire ass
crack before getting to his asshole and cleaned it good all around the
outside. I concentrated on the rosebud and swabbed it up and down until I
had it wet and clean. It tasted like Master Kurt's big body smelled, clean
and strong. I had never experienced so many new experiences so quickly
before. My mind was spinning.

I felt sad that I finished so quickly as he said, "Get back down there,
boy, you're not through yet." Mike growled. "Get that tongue in that hole
and clean it out good, slave-boy. I spread his butt cheeks with my hands
and could clearly see his asshole now. "Get that tongue up there now as far
as you can." I did as he ordered. I sunk my tongue in his ass as deep as I
could get it. Kurt began to moan and move his butt to fuck my tongue with
his ass. I cleaned every bit of his hole and loved it.

What was happening to me? Just days before I wouldn't have considered doing
anything like that to anyone and here I was cleaning out this man's asshole
with my tongue. Eating like the first pig to the trough. I sucked and
licked the big man's hole with pleasure. I guess it was time to stop asking
myself stupid questions and let loose whoever was locked up inside me.
Something broke inside me, another epiphany perhaps; I am the person that
is licking an asshole. I'm a slave, giving and being used by this Master,
my owner like it was the most natural thing on earth. I wanted to pleasure
him.

"That's good, slave, you did a good job. My hole hasn't felt that clean in
a long time but now I think it's time to fuck you."

Kurt had shoved a dildo in me to prepare my ass but despite the stretching
and preparation, I don't think anything can adequately prepare a guy's ass
for its first cock. Kurt had me on my knees, ass up just waiting. I felt
the cockhead at my little hole. Mike had me on my knees, ass up just
waiting. I felt the cockhead at my little hole. "Well boy, I'm afraid your
ass-fucking is inevitable now.  Fighting it is only going to make it hurt
and feel worse.  Just relax," he told me in a soft voice, as he gently
stroked my back, Kind of like you would a pony.  "Now try to enjoy it for
what it is. I'll take it nice and easy if you try not to fight it. I've
found it important to break a boy's cherry gently and slowly; then they
always want their ass full."

When he thought I was ready, he punched his cockhead thru the mouth of my
asshole and just let it sit there as I gasped from the pain. He was
stroking me and saying, "there, there, boy, take a breath, just relax." It
felt like there was a broomstick up my ass. My hole was doing steady spasms
as that monster cockhead stretched it out and held it open, God it hurt.

I felt him slowly withdraw his cock until only the head remained lodged
inside my asshole. He was waiting until I relaxed my ass a little before he
started pushing back in.  Each time I seized up, he would stop and wait for
me to relax, all the while he continued his work with stroking my back and
whispering encouragement in my ear. "there, there, boy, take a breath, just
relax" Was his mantra to sooth me. He rubbed my back and said, "Take it
easy now boy, it's not long now. Keep your body straight; that'll make it
easier." I then understood that he was not intending to hurt me, not at
all: It was just the pain that was necessary to get where we were
going. About midway in that thought the head of his dick popped through the
glorious tightness, and I felt a surge of pleasure and relief as the length
of his cock finally entered me to it's full length .

Once I'd relaxed enough, he established a rhythm, sliding his cock slowly
but firmly in and out of my nether hole. Here I was, a star college
student, on my hands and knees in front of this man with his cock shoved up
my ass. I could tell that for Kurt this must be heaven, as he pushed his
cock all the way back inside my tight ass. Using both hands now to pry my
ass cheeks open, he pulled his cock free with a loud plop as my used hole
closed. He shoved his tool back in and started banging my ass with a
vengeance.

My world had now narrowed to my asshole twitching and embracing his cock,
as he sawed in and out. He pushed me forward on my elbows with each
stroke. The place was filled with the squishing, squelching sounds of cock
alternately filling and retreating from my ass. He was slamming into me for
all I was worth.

"I'm going to come inside you now boy, then your mine; your ass is going to
feel empty without my cock from now on. I'm going to shoot it deep inside
your ass now, get ready."

After a few more deep thrusts I could feel the warmth of his thick cum
invading my asshole. To my surprise, yet another dazzling wave of pleasure
pulsated through my rear and up through my back and belly.

I had no idea of the time; I was just laying on the floor when he slid his
sweet cock from my asshole. I felt myself remain open, stretched too far to
return to normal quickly. It felt cool and open after his monster cock had
been in me for so long. I couldn't move right away and just panted on the
floor, catching my breath. I heard him moan and roll onto his back and
sigh.

"Good job boy, now finish the job; clean my cock up."

I started to go for a towel but he said, "No buddy, use your tongue, always
lick a man clean." His cock had never looked like this. It was so wet and
covered with all our fluids. I lowered my head down to the head of his cock
and began to work my tongue into his cum hole. He was a little startled, he
was drained from so much cum leaving him. I didn't mind what I tasted on
him. There was just a little blood. It's strange what you taste after a
good assfucking. It's different. I knew that my ass had produced it's own
lubrication for him just like my mouth hole. From my ass it's a bit thicker
and tastes quite a bit more bitter. But it mixed with his strong semen
well. I was eager and willing to lick his cock totally clean to show my
thanks and the musky taste tweaked my need for humiliation. My ass was his
now, my old school buddy was now my suck and fuck buddy. Kurt was now truly
my Master, my owner.