Date: Thu, 4 Jan 2024 21:26:07 +0000 (UTC)
From: "ropingtop@aol.com" <ropingtop@aol.com>
Subject: Training the trainer - installment 9

            It was 7:15 and Andrew was walking briskly back to Gabe's
apartment.  A class had run a few minutes late, and that would make
dinner late (Gabe had decided that andy should be responsible for dinner
a few nights a week).  As he hurried, he thought about the last few days.

            Darius had left two days previously. He had been in town for
about a week and a half -- ten days to be exact. During those ten days,
Gabe had fucked Darius every single night. Andy had to be satisfied with
giving Gabe morning blow jobs, because Gabe never stopped sleeping with
andy during Darius' visit. Generally, Darius would come over in late
afternoon or early evening, Gabe would spend some time role playing with
him, and then taking his ass. Most of the time, he tied up andy so he
would have no choice but to watch the sex. Watching Master Gabe work over
someone else got andy very hot, but he never got permission to jerk off,
and so he didn't. Until the last day. THAT day stood out in his mind,
for good reason.

            The night before, after Gabe had had his way with Darius, and
Darius was getting ready to leave, he said to the still bound andy and to
Darius: "tomorrow's your last day, Dar. I want it to be special. Both
of you make sure you're on time, and make sure you dress the way I tell
you to dress. NO ifs ands or buts."  For andy, that was black jeans, and
the blue and white striped shirt that Gabe liked on him so much. For
Darius, it was a tight-fitting gray shirt with a white collar, and blue
business slacks.  Neither one of them had any idea what Gabe had in mind,
but andy had resigned himself to being even hornier. Having Gabe wrap his
arms around him at night (they now slept as two spoons, and andy was
still able to get whiffs of Gabe's musky odor), was just not enough.
Even the goodnight kiss, soft, on andy's ear, followed by  "good night
sexy boy" didn't help.

            When andy got home for the special night, he heard sounds
coming from the playroom. They were grunts, and moans. "I don't even
get to see it tonight," he thought dejectedly, assuming that Gabe was
already screwing Darius. He put down his books, and resignedly went to
the playroom. He was stunned by what he saw.

            Gabe and darius weren't in bed. Instead, darius was bound up
the way andy had been for the last week. He was gagged, and andy could
tell that the tape was tight. "IF YOU DON'T POINT OUT THAT FUCKING
CHEST I'M GETTING THE CLAMPS, BITCH BOY!" Andy heard Gabe yell at
darius, and then he heard a huge moan come out of the bound man, as Gabe
tightened his fingers on his nipples.  Andy could see that Gabe had his
knee pushed into darius' groin, and he thought, from the shape, that
darius was caged.  Gabe looked up and saw andy.

            "Get on the bed. Don't get undressed. Lay on your back,
boy. NOW."

            "YESSIR!" andy answered. Was Gabe going to fuck him at long
last? And...was he going to fuck him the way andy preferred: on his back?
(Gabe liked taking andy from behind. He almost always did. Andy, on the
other hand, loved seeing Gabe's teeth grit, the sweat form on his face,
and Gabe's scruff, imagining where it would wind up on him.

            "I SWEAR DARIUS. IF THOSE TITS DON'T STAY OUT, THE BIG
CLAMPS ARE COMING." A huge "mmmmmmmmmph" came out of darius, and Gabe
smiled as he said "On second thought, I think they're coming out
anyway. You still better keep them pointed."  Andy could see Gabe take
out a pair of clamps he had never used on him yet. They were black,
heavy, and scary looking.  He saw darius meekly look up at Gabe, point
out his chest, and then try to scream as Gabe attached them.  "Gonna be
there a while, bitch. Such is life."  Then he turned to andy.  "You
thought I forgot you boy, didn't you?" Andy whimpered "Yes, sir."
 Gabe took each of andy's wrists gently but firmly and restrained them.
 His slacks were tight enough that andy could see his hard erection.
 "Who's my boy?" Gabe whispered, and andy whimpered "I am, Sir,"
before he felt Gabe's lips touch his. Andy tried to open his mouth for
Gabe's tongue, but Gabe teased him, pressing on his mouth so he
couldn't open it. When andy began squirming, Gabe laughed and released
the pressure. His tongue shot in.

            Andy loved French kissing. He always felt that he didn't get
enough when Gabe kissed him that way. Tonight was different. Gabe just
kept on kissing, with his eyes opened, and then closed. Andy was turning
into a limp rag, with a hard dick. He saw darius looking at them, with a
sense of helplessness and hunger. He wondered if he had had the same look
over the last week.

            "Sweet mouth, boy. Sweet. And pretty." Gabe moved his
tongue to andy's ear, and his fingers began opening his shirt. When he
had ever button opened, he changed position and began kissing andy's
navel, and his flanks, before he moved up to his nipples. He chewed each
one until andy's moans were loud. He stopped for a minute and turned to
darius. He sneered. "You gave this up. It was your choice."

            "MMMMMMMMMMMMMPH" came out of darius. "You want this big
dick, andy boy?" Gabe opened his slacks and andy's eyes widened. He was
used to seeing Gabe hard, but not THIS hard, and not THIS thick.  He
didn't dare say no, but he was worried: he doubted he could have taken a
cock that size even when Gabe was fucking him daily, but NOW?

            Gabe didn't wait for an answer. He got andy's pants off,
and then he grabbed andy's ankles, pushing them in the air. When andy
closed his eyes, Gabe ordered "NO. You watch this andy boy. Both of you
watch it. I want you to know who owns this ass." Andy winced as Gabe's
cock head pushed in. Gabe didn't pummel his ass, but the movement was
steady and regular. Andy's concerns were valid. His mouth was open, but
a scream didn't come out. He was trying to focus.

            "Relax, baby boy. You're a good boy. You know how to keep
your DOM happy." When Gabe bent down to kiss him, his dick went in
further. Gabe's tongue in his throat forced andy to shift his attention
a bit: now he had to worry about losing control and biting Gabe, while he
took the enormous rod which was now pushing on his prostate.  He saw a
quick grin go over Gabe's face, and then he saw the chastity cage key in
Gabe's hand. "You want me to use this, andy boy?" He pushed his cock
in harder.

            "YES SIR. YES, SIR PLEASE."

            "I think you earned it, boy. Let's get it out. Let's see
how long you last." When he opened the cage, Gabe ran his finger around
andy's penis, and he shot, screaming "THANK YOU SIR. OH MY GOD, THANK
YOU SIR."  He began to cry, and then Gabe said "Now, it's my turn."
He pushed into andy HARD, and he shot. Andy thought cum was going to come
out of his nostrils, because it filled him so deeply. "Where is it all
coming from?" andy asked himself. Gabe had climaxed with darius every
night, and he had cum in andy's mouth this morning, but now...

            "See what my boy does to me? He fills me all day and then he
drains me." Gabe fell on top of andy. "You're my boy. I'm your DOM."
 Andy half whimpered, and half wept "Yes, Sir."

            "Now, go and see about rustling up something for us to eat.
I'm going to talk to darius in private." Andy left after Gabe untied
him. He would have killed to hear what Gabe and darius said -- he could
hear Gabe but not darius, and wondered if Gabe had left the gag on when
he was speaking. He heard Gabe's voice as level and even, but he really
wanted to know what was said when, after a while, darius high-tailed it
out of the apartment without even a goodbye.

            "I found some soup, Sir. And I can't really cook, but I can
make grilled cheese." Gabe smiled. "You'll learn, boy. Just give it
time." Andy didn't know what that meant. All he knew was that night, as
they got into bed, Gabe wasn't even semi-hard for the first time in
months, and he whispered into andy's ear "You are so fucking sexy."

            Darius said his goodbyes the next day. He came by the gym
during andy's shift. Andy wasn't worried because Gabe had changed his
schedule to go when andy wasn't there, because, in his words "I focus
on you and not the workout."

            "Hey, Andrew, I'm sorry to interrupt." Andy looked at him
"No problem. Are you ok?" He grinned and dropped his voice low "are
your nipples sore?" Darius laughed. "Sure are. Haven't been that sore
in a LONG time, but I'll recover. Listen, I just wanted to come by to
thank you for being a good sport about things, and, well, just to tell
you that Gabe is madly into you." Embarrassed, Andrew tried to make a
joke. "I guess you saw it all." Darius didn't laugh. "I mean it,
Andrew. I have to be honest. When I heard that he was dating a slight,
Asian guy who was a virgin, I thought it was a joke." He paused. "You
guys complement each other. You're good for him." Now Andrew blushed.
"I don't know what to say to that, Darius. This is all new to me."
Darius was silent for a minute. "Did he give you a quit date?"

            "A quit date? I don't understand." Darius took a breath.
"I heard him calling you his boy. Well, Gabe's boy doesn't work. Ever.
And especially working in a gym like this. Gabe is very insecure. He's
not going to want you around exposed male flesh too much. So just expect
it."

            "But I don't want to quit." Andrew said. "I like it here.
I like working." Darius shook his head. "You've had the `I'm the DOM
I make the decisions speech, haven't you?" Andrew looked at him
"Yeah". Darius just said "keep it in mind. I gotta go. I need to catch
a train." He held out his hand. "Take care, andy boy. Let me just say,
telling Sir Gabe I wanted to leave, was a big mistake, and I hope I never
make a mistake like that again."

            "I hope I never make a mistake like that again" ran through
andy's mind as he got to the apartment building. His entire sexual
experience besides masturbating, was Gabe. Darius, on the other hand, had
been sexually active since high school. Gabe had never really discussed
Darius directly with andy, but andy had heard him talking about him with
Colin's DOM. "I never thought he'd actually leave," was one line he
heard a lot. Darius told him that he had made a big mistake in leaving,
and had even come back, knowing full well what he'd be getting into with
Gabe. And after all of that, Gabe had sent Darius packing, and andy was
still here. He couldn't explain what he felt. News of the relationship
had, of course, gotten around the gym, and when you cut through all the
teasing and the jokes, andy could tell that a few people were very
jealous. When he was in public with Gabe, and he put his arm around
andy's shoulders, or wrapped arms around his waist, he felt like a king.
Colin had been very helpful in getting used to the lifestyle, and Jade
clearly approved. But that last thought: that Gabe never let his boy
work, was gnawing at andy.

            The elevator stopped at the lobby, and he could hear that
Gabe was home.  "Sir, I just got home" he called out.

            "So you did," gabe came out from the bedroom area. "I'm
in trouble," andy thought. He found Gabe an extremely handsome man, but
just as Gabe liked when andy dressed certain ways, there were certain
things that Gabe could do that made andy just want to get on all fours
and beg for his cock.  The way Gabe looked that night, was one of them.
Gabe usually wore white shirts to work, but there were a few that fit him
like a glove. He had one of them on: the one with French cuffs. He still
had the cufflinks in, and something andy had learned, early on, was that
he had a cufflink fetish. Gabe had pulled the shirt out of his pants, and
he had opened enough buttons to let his chest hair show. Andy smelled his
cologne, and his musky odor.

            "Get over here boy" Gabe growled. "But don't walk. Crawl.
I need something taken care of. Real quick." He pointed to his crotch.

            "Yes, Sir." Andy put down his books, and as Gabe had
ordered, he walked over on his hands and knees. When he got in front of
Gabe, he got into the position he knew Gabe loved: he sat on his knees
and put his hands behind him, his chest thrust out. "May I suck your
cock, Sir?" He felt Gabe's hand smoothing his hair, and then running
down his cheek.

            "Yes. You may. Keep your glasses on. You look so sexy as a
cocksucking nerd, boy." "Thank you, Sir" was all andy could answer. He
moved his hands to open Gabe's fly, and Gabe pushed his head back.

            "Nope. I didn't give you permission to use your hands, boy.
I like you looking as if you're bound. Use your teeth. Get closer, then
get to work. If I drip too much before my cock is in your mouth, things
won't go well for you."

            "Sorry, Sir. Right away." Andy was still learning how to
open zippers with his teeth. He was jealous of Colin, who seemed very
adept at it. It took time, but he got Gabe's slacks opened. "Commando"
he thought. "Great. Makes it easier." He wrapped his tongue around
Gabe's shaft the way he knew Gabe liked, making slurping noises as he
went. He had his tongue linger on Gabe's glans, and he heard the moan.
"FUCK. I taught you well." "Yes, you did, Sir."  "Open your mouth.
Take me, boy." Andy licked his lips so that dry skin wouldn't irritate
his DOM, and then he took the cock in his mouth. He made more noise than
he had to, because Gabe liked noise.

            "OH YEAH. Best fucking cocksucker I've ever had. Get
deeper, boy. Take it all."

            "Glsgkskskskssk" came out of andy's mouth, and he moved
further down Gabe's shaft until he was up to Gabe's ball sack.
"Remember how you used to gag, boy? You couldn't handle much more than
a head. Now look at you. Fucking Professor of Oral Studies." Gabe began
to slide his cock back and forth. He held andy's head in place while he
did. The sense of helplessness andy had only grew, and he felt tingling
all over his body. He loved the feeling, and he loved the way Gabe was so
confident about the way he took him.

            "The new workouts are showing results, boy. Look at how your
arms bulge. Soon we may have to get you some new shirts." Gabe closed
his eyes and andy let the compliment sink in. When people had spoken
about his body before, they had always talked about two things: how he
had a long-distance runner's body, and how he had a great ass. The
runner's body was disappearing, and he didn't miss it, and his ass,
well, Gabe seemed to like it more and more.  He mentioned it just before
he exploded in andy's mouth. "I shoulda waited. I shoulda held off and
FUCKED that hot ass of yours. I gotta learn patience. DAMN." His cock
went just a little more rigid in andy's mouth as he began to spurt.

            "THANK YOU, JESUS," andy thought when Gabe pulled out and
gave him a facial with the last few shots.  He LOVED the feel of Gabe's
cum on his skin. He felt -- owned.

            Gabe was smiling. "Get cleaned up, andy boy," he smiled as
he pulled up his zipper. "I got us both a present today. I'll wait
until you come back."  Andy had seen two small white boxes on the sofa
side table, and he wondered what they were. He hurried to the bathroom to
wash up, and when he came back, Gabe was sitting on the sofa, with the
boxes in his hands. "Over here, cutie." Andy sat down next to Gabe, who
threw a leg over andy's and wrapped an arm around him.  He manipulated
the boxes with his free hand.

            "Now first, this one is yours. Open it." "Thank you, Sir"
andy answered, and opened a box that had "boy" on the cover. It was a
neck chain with a lock on it. He gulped. He remembered that Colin had
one, and he wore it all the time.

            "I need to put that on you." Gabe took it and then put it
over andy's neck. It fit comfortably, but snugly. "PERFECT You know
what it means?"

            "Uh, colin wears one, Sir, so I guess it means I'm a sub?"
Gabe smiled. "A little more than that andy boy. It means you're a sub,
and you're owned. It means that someone is wearing the chain that has
the key to that lock." He moved his arm away from andy for a minute and
open up the box that said "DOM".  "And that someone, would be me." He
handed it to andy. "Put it over my neck, boy. When you do that, you'll
acknowledge: you belong to me now." Andy thought about it for a second.
He knew he should be rational about it, but he couldn't. His balls were
churning, his dick was hard, and Gabe looked so hot. "Yes, Sir." He put
the chain around Gabe's neck, and he struggled for words. "You didn't
give me permission to speak, Sir but...punish me if you need to. Thank you
for taking me."  Gabe's eyebrow arched. Andy wasn't very good with
words, but for a minute he was. He put his arm back around andy's
shoulders. "You'll start wondering about this in a while if you
haven't yet. No, I never gave one to Darius. I think I always knew deep
down that he'd leave some day. But yes, some of the other boys in the
book you saw: they wore one. Especially my soldier boy. AH, that big
blond hunk.  Dave. Dave King. That was my fault: had him twice and let
him get away." Andy saw Gabe's eyes wander. He realized that he really
didn't even know how old Gabe was. He didn't get much chance to wonder
though because Gabe turned to him.

            "You, on the other hand, I am NOT letting get away." He
grabbed andy and began to wrestle with him. Andy was holding his own
until Gabe got his fingers into andy's ribs and began tickling him.  He
was screeching with laughter when he yelled "I'm not going away SIR.
NO. HAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAAHA. " Gabe stopped and began kissing
andy's face. "I don't do this very often, boy. Don't get used to
it." Then, to andy's shock, he opened andy's jeans pulled out his
cock, and began to suck it.  Andy didn't last long. Gabe smiled.
"Sweet. Like a cherry. Something you don't have anymore thanks to me."

            Of course, Brent noticed the chain the very next day. "MMMM.
Do we have to start helping you pick out a wedding trousseau, Andrew?"
 Andy blushed. Marriage had not been on his mind, but he supposed the
chain was a close approximation. Now EVERYONE would know that he was,
well, "collared."

            "Cut it out, Brent, ok?" Andy spat back at him. "It just
sorta happened." Andy went off to do his workout. Brent followed him.

            "So, have you given notice yet, babe?" Andy took a deep
breath. "WHY IS EVERYONE CONVINCED I'M GOING TO STOP WORKING?"  Brent
shook his head. "I know Doc Gabe a LONG time -- WAY longer than you.
It'll be soon. You wait and see."  Andy couldn't concentrate at school
that night. He couldn't get the idea of Gabe making him give up his job
out of his head. He'd be, well, a "kept man."  He needed to talk to
Jade about this: he knew colin loved his role and, as he thought about
it, there were parts of it that really got him excited.  He and Jade met
for a late breakfast the next day.

            "Well, has he asked you to stop working?" Jade asked.

            "No, but...everyone says he insists that all of his boys
become, I don't know what to call it: house husbands?"  Jade was silent
for a bit.

            "Know what, Andrew? I think you're afraid he's gonna drop
you." Andy looked up: "HUH?" Jade continued. "Well, if he made all
his other boys stop working, I think you believe he's gonna dump you."
When Jade said that andy realized that there was truth to her comment.
"Jade, what do I do?" She took a sip of her cappuccino. "Why don't
you ask him?" Andy gulped: he was afraid of the answer. He told that to
Jade and she answered: "Andrew, you deserve to know sooner or later."
He looked down. "You're right. I do." He made up his mind to ask Gabe
that night.

            "Sir, I know this is out of the ordinary but, can I take you
to dinner tonight?" andy was trembling when he called Gabe at work.

            "Why andy, that's a very sweet request. There's something
on your mind isn't there?" Andy gulped "Yes, Sir."

            "Well, sure. Let's go to dinner." He took a deep breath.
"What kind of screwy ideas did Darius put in your head?"

            "It wasn't just Darius, Sir. Colin. And you.  And..." Gabe
had a patient waiting. "Let's talk about it tonight andy, ok? At home.
 This sounds too important to discuss in public. We'll have dinner
after, ok?"

            "OK, Sir."  When he got home (he skipped class), andy
dressed in the way he thought he looked most handsome: blue oxford, tan
khakis, his loafers. Gabe noticed. "GRRRRRRRRR. You planning to ask me
for a car, andy?" Andy blushed. "No, Sir, nothing like that." Then he
blurted out the question. Gabe didn't look surprised.

            "You know, people get the facts wrong. None of my boys had
jobs they liked when I started dating them. Everyone thinks I made darius
give up a business career, and that's wrong. I paid for him to go to
business school when he was with me. So, in a way, you could say he paid
for his tuition with his ass." He paused. "I shouldn't have said that.
But it's really true." He looked at andy. "You could go to school
full-time, and be home at decent hours and... I could have more access to
you. And if you'd feel more comfortable with me TELLING you to stop
working, I will. Because having you here at home whenever I want you is
one of the hottest things I can fantasize about." Andy was silent. Gabe
spoke.

            "Boy, I'm tired of you being around all those men.
Sweating, naked, with me not having a fucking clue about what you're
doing and with whom. I want you to give two weeks' notice tomorrow."
Andy felt relief run through his body. "Yes Sir."  Gabe smiled.
"Let's go find someplace to eat. I want your melons for dessert."

            Andy was sore when he sat down in his manager's office the
next day, but he tendered his resignation effective in two weeks. As he
walked out, he realized he had never felt so good in his life.