Date: Sat, 31 Aug 2019 14:50:25 +0000
From: Chris Johns <chris-johns@hotmail.com>
Subject: Songbird Ch.1

In loose terms this is a love story. The reality is I tried to see if I
could make it raunchier than my normal stories. I think I may have
succeeded but you can find out for yourselves in the next nearly 30,000
words

Songbird

Chapter 1

"Hi Mum, I'm home."

"Yes Dear, I can see that."

Brett laughed, mum was right, it was a stupid thing to say.

"Well, what else could I say?"

Mum walked across the kitchen to give her boy a kiss.

"Welcome home Darling, it's lovely to have you back. How many weeks?"

"Oh this is the big one Mum, nine weeks."

Brett was about to say he would take his bag up and have a quick shower
before coming back to tell his mother all the news from his last semester
in college for the academic year, when he heard the music.

"Wow Mum, love your choice of music, but why is it coming from upstairs?"

Mum laughed.

"Not mine Dear. Your dad and I decided that this big house for just us was
silly so we advertised for a student let. The young man we have let to is a
college student studying music at the local conservatory."

College boy! That made Brett's ears prick up.

"Ok, tell me about him before I go and introduce myself."

"He's a little younger than you. Apparently he's very clever so he
matriculated a year before you. He's seventeen, comes from a very good
home. His parents brought him to check us out before they allowed him to
stay. He's no trouble, very polite and doesn't play his music loud or late,
and it's nearly always this lovely romantic music. He is staying for the
summer because he is taking some extra music courses."

Brett recognised the piece he was playing. It was an Eva Cassidy track from
her `Songbird', album. It was in his music collection in his room. He had
recorded all of his favourite albums onto his laptop so that he could leave
the original albums at home. The boy could sing as well and Brett knew he
was going to fall in love with him even if it was only the voice.

"Ok, Mum, I'm going up for a shower and then I'll introduce myself."

Shower complete and Brett dressed in his briefs under a pair of athletic
shorts and a college polo. The house was fully carpeted so in summer he
never wore socks or shoes indoors. He knocked on the door of the guest
bedroom and heard the soft, "Come in."

He opened it and looked straight at a boy who took his breath away. A head
of almost blond hair sat over the most beautiful pair of green eyes, down
further to a slim nose and kissable lips.

"Hi, I'm Brett, I live in the next room."

Franz smiled and Brett was lost. This boy was DDG. On a scale of 1 to 10 he
rated a 20 in Brett's eyes. He stood up and put his hand out.

 "Hello Brett, your mum told me you would be home from college today. I'm
Franz. I'm so pleased to meet you. Your mum never stops singing your
praises."

Brett blushed, he knew his mum was very proud of him.

"Yeah, she does go on a bit. I'm not superman, honestly."

Franz smiled again making Brett's heart beat faster.

"I know the feeling. My mum does the same."

"Yeah, well you probably deserve it."

Franz blushed and changed the subject quickly.

By the time they went down to the kitchen hunting for drinks and snacks,
they knew an awful lot about each other, but in Brett's case, not the big
one. Sexuality had not come up, well, it wouldn't, would it on first
meeting, but he hoped it would quickly because he knew he wanted to take
this boy to bed.

The remainder of the day was a voyage of discovery on the personal
front. The more Brett learned about this boy the more he wanted him. He
wasn't just a nerdy musician, he was also a serious sportsman so Brett
guessed his body would be as stunning as the rest of him. Now he just had
to get him naked to find out.

"I need to keep fit while I am home, Franz, so I'm going to start running
every morning. I also have the Canadian Forces exercise programme so even
without a gym I can carry out my fitness regime."

"That sounds interesting. I'm like you, now that college is closed for the
summer I didn't know how I was going to exercise. Your parents have told me
I can stay here because my parents are going to be in Europe until late
summer and I have these extra courses. You'll have to show me your
programme and I'll come with you on your runs as well. I only need to work
at my music assignments for about four hours a day until I return to the
conservatory."

Brett wanted to start now, but knew that would sound stupid, so he kerbed
his lust until they were sat at breakfast the next morning. The weather
played into his hands, it was raining so he suggested that after Mum and
Dad had gone to work they could strip down for exercise.

"Unless Mum has changed things, the back bedroom has no furniture in it. I
just had mats on the floor so I have the whole room to exercise in. Let's
go and change. I just wear a pair of athletic shorts to exercise in. No
top, nothing on my feet."

Franz looked Brett up and down and spoke.

"I hope I won't be ashamed of my body up against yours. You look quite
buffed."

Brett liked that comment. The reality was that he had clearly defined abs
and pecs.

"Well I don't suppose I'll look as good as you, but I'm not too bad."

When they appeared together in the exercise room, Brett could see that
Franz was not muscular but he had a good shape, no excess fat. Brett felt a
stirring in his loins so he got straight down to work, showing Franz the
exercises in his programme. That worked ok until he spotted Franz for sit
ups.

"You don't need someone to help you with this, but it is definitely more
effective with than without."

Franz spotted Brett while he did his fifty and then they changed
round. That was when disaster struck. Having Franz laid out below him Brett
marvelled at how sexy the guy looked. Even with his jock strap on there was
no way he could hide what was happening in his shorts. Franz watched it
spring to full hardness tenting Brett's athletic shorts as much as the
tight fit would allow, but it showed the length to good effect. Brett
blushed.

"I'm sorry, Franz, it is a very undisciplined piece of kit.  Misbehaves all
the time."

Franz blushed a little but came back quite quickly.

"I think he is just showing off because he looks so impressive clothed."

Brett didn't know what to think of that comment but he wasn't going to let
it go.

"Yeah, he does like to show off and he loves to be free of any restraint
when he is standing up for himself."

"I can imagine, being caged wouldn't appeal to him I'm sure."

"No, when I'm like this I usually just get rid of my shorts and jock, no
one is home when I exercise so it is no problem."

Blushing furiously, Franz replied to that very quickly.

 "Well don't let me stop you. It's not as though you have something I
haven't seen before. Not yours of course, and maybe not as impressive, but
you know what I mean."

Brett laughed as he peeled off his shorts, and then not taking his eyes off
Franz removed his jock strap.

"There he already feels happier, look how he stands up for himself."

Brett was clever, or should I say, devious. He had effectively invited
Franz to look at his cock, which he did, blushing as he did so and starting
to elongate as well in his shorts. Brett wanted to sing as he watched
another cock come to full erection.

"It looks like yours is being naughty as well."

"Yes, but it isn't as impressive as yours."

"Well, I could only offer my judgement on that if like mine, it was naked."

Brett almost cried with happiness as Franz peeled off his shorts and then
his jockstrap as well. The sight that greeted that action was, in Brett's
mind, stunning. Franz man meat was a couple of inches shorter than him, it
was uncut and had a head similar in breadth to the shaft. Brett didn't mind
one bit. The whole picture was mouth-wateringly sexy for him. Franz was
quite pale. He had, a very thin treasure trail from his navel into his
pubic bush, but that was about it, and hair under the arms, of course, but
no more that he could see.

"You look totally amazing Franz. I think I want to eat you all up, you look
so edible."

"Thanks, Brett, but I'm not all that special."

"Beauty is in the eye of the beholder they say and to me you are
stunning. I bet you have the girls falling over themselves to date you."

"I don't really have time for that sort of thing."

Brett pressed home with that one then, "Well the boys then."

Franz gasped.

"Please Brett, don't tease."

Brett could see that Franz wasn't just blushing with embarrassment, he was
blushing because he had been found out.

"So you have time for boys then?"

Franz nodded but wouldn't look at Brett so he was more than a little
shocked when his head was lifted and before he knew it he had a pair of
lips glued to his own. Pulling back, Brett was grinning as he spoke.

 "I wanted to do that the first time I saw you. I could have ravaged your
body on the spot."

Brett took his time scoping out Franz's body.

"I'm not sure where to start exploring. I know that when I do I am never
going to want to stop. Would you like to turn round so that I can see the
rest?"

The back view was breath-taking. The arse was gorgeous.

"Mmm, if I am going to be exploring that in detail I will need to remove
the bit of hair you have there, it doesn't feel good on my tongue."

Franz spun round.

"You wouldn't really rim me would you?"

"Are you kidding me? I may never want to do anything else. Your butt is
seriously cute."

"You can do anything you like to me Brett, I think you are so sexy as
well."

"Be careful what you say. You haven't seen my collection of toys and
chastisers yet. I may be too kinky for you and I may like to deliver pain
to that cute butt as well."

Of course that was a pack of lies, just said for effect

Looking very serious Franz replied.

"I don't care. I love to be dominated. I think I always have. My dad made
me that way. It wasn't until I came to live here that I did what I
wanted. Before that my dad made all the decisions, and made his point with
his punishment of me until he realised I enjoyed it."

Brett looked at this innocent boy expression and asked him to
elaborate. They lay side by side on the mats while Franz talked.

"My grandfather is Prussian. One of Hitler's perfect Arian race. He
disciplined dad and dad learnt from him and used the same methods with
me. I was always naked for punishment and the chastiser would vary
according to the severity of the crime. The mildest was a hand
spanking. The problem was that I used to throw a boner every time, even
when I was quite small, so dad introduced humiliation and embarrassment
into it. He would invite some of my friends to watch punishment. Seeing my
boner after dad had finished spanking me got me invitations to get rid of
it, in private of course. Result, my friends would take me to bed and treat
me badly. I loved it. Being spanked by my friends was so much more erotic
than it was when dad did it. The best part though was that they always gave
me blowjobs to finish up, the same as I did them. Dad was aware that I
accepted liaisons with my friends for gay sex sessions so he started on
that as well. After I was sixteen he would punish me and then make me
undress him and give him a blowjob. That was really exciting because he has
a huge cock."

Brett thought that sounded fantastic. Had all his Christmas's come at once?
It appeared that the wickeder he was, the more Franz would enjoy it. He
also thought about his school friends that he had enjoyed sex with. He
could invite them round as well sometimes when he was going to punish
Franz. This could be a fantastic summer. He would make a load of the sex
really loving and gentle because he knew he wanted something special out of
this relationship, but also he wanted to please Franz's masochistic side.

"In that case Franz, I have no intention of asking you for anything, I will
be giving you orders and I will punish you if you are ever less than
enthusiastic and prompt about obeying me."

Brett was amazed that Franz immediately dropped into the role of dominated
man.

"I presume that if you were always dominated that you had certain poses
that you were made to take up for different situations and certain ways you
had to address whoever was giving the orders."

"Oh yes, dad was very precise and my friends that witnessed any sessions
soon followed suit."

"Good, in that case show and tell."

Franz stood up and faced Brett, who sat up to watch.

The first position Franz assumed was legs about two feet apart, hands
behind his back, head high and chest out.

"I had to assume this position as soon as I stood in front of my
dominator."

He then spread his legs wider and gripped his hands together behind his
head.

"I took up this position when told to `display'."

He then turned round, legs spread wide and bent over to touch the floor,
keeping his legs straight.

"I was usually bent over the desk in the legs spread position and told that
is `punishment position'. Or on my hands and knees, legs spread for
`punishment 2'."

Brett couldn't remember ever being this hard.

"Very good, and what else?"

"I always had to address my punisher as master."

"I think that is very good, Franz. I don't think we need change any of
that. Just one addition I think. When I say `spread', I will expect you to
turn your back to me, spread your legs very wide, bend over and then use
your hands to spread your cheeks so that I have a better view of your anus

Without any hesitation, Franz did it.

Brett's eyes watered. The sight was just so completely erotic he almost
came on the spot. He knew he was going to order that position frequently,
but first he was going to make love to this extraordinarily passive boy.

"Now to the punishment side. When you were beaten apart from bare hand
spanking was any other chastiser used on you?"

"Oh yes, dad had a selection, a paddle mostly, but he did have a cane and a
whip as well. The whip was the worst but I only got that a couple of
times. He used to like the bare hand, even when I was full grown.  I seldom
got the cane because he usually put me in bed for a few days with that."

Brett had seen a selection of paddles and canes in a sex magazine so he
determined to order one of each. He had seen paddles that looked like
miniature cricket bats, thinner and with holes drilled in them. He thought
one of those would be terrific.

"That all sounds very positive so I think we should continue the same
routine here. Before that though Franz I am going to take you to bed after
our work out and make love to you so that you can see what I will be doing
most, I hope."

Franz looked quite flustered then.

"What?"

The boy blushed.

"No one has ever made love to me before."

Brett was almost lost for words. This boy was the stuff of dreams. He would
definitely indulge his kinky side, but more than anything he wanted to
pamper this lovely boy and take him to Paradise.

They worked out for 45 minutes before going for a shower. Brett pampered
his new sex toy and then told Franz to do the same to him. Result for both
of them was very hard cocks to take to the bedroom.

"Now, this first time I am going to do all of the work. I want you to just
lay there and let me show you how sexy I think you are."

Brett was very experienced, and he had read loads of erotic stories on
Nifty with all the details of sexual encounters, so, he used that and his
practical knowledge to send Franz into orbit raising the stakes on
sensuality to the nth degree. He had never taken so long playing with a
lover. He took sucking and genital stimulation to a new level before making
Franz turn over and come up on his knees. He started rimming this amazing
boy, realising that he was definitely not a virgin, it allowed him to
actually tongue fuck him. That got Franz his first orgasm and Brett a no
touch orgasm. Back to the original position and Brett went to the 69
position.

"Now you can touch me and do what I am doing to you."

Franz showed his practised self on this one bringing Brett back to a
hardness he couldn't believe, very quickly. Before either of them could
orgasm a second time, Brett swung round between Franz's legs, lubed them
both and then very gently slid over his sphincter and fucked them both to
orgasm. Brett couldn't remember a more intense or satisfying orgasm,
ever. Franz told him the same thing after he had calmed down a little.

"Oh Brett, that is the most amazing orgasm I have had, ever."

"Good, because I have never wanted a lover to enjoy sex as much as I do
you. I am almost certainly going to be wicked with you, but I promise I
will always try to make sex a mirror of my feelings for you. You see, I
think I am going to fall very deeply in love with you over the summer."

Franz was amazed at that declaration on only their second day of knowing
each other.

Another clean up and the kitchen for snacks. They sat opposite each other
at the breakfast bar and just made eyes at each other until they started
giggling.

"I know you are going to be an amazing sex toy for the summer. I will
probably invite some friends to take part as well from time to time, but I
want you to know that I will probably fall so deeply in love with you that
after a while I will want to be greedy and keep you all to myself."

Franz was taken aback by that declaration. None of his friends had ever
made any effort to make their liaisons loving ones. It was always about the
sex and punishment.

Brett did send for the two chastisers, but he didn't want any more kinky
sex stuff. He thought that just being able to dominate Franz would be
enough.

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