From: D One Subject: Training Todd Date: Tue, 24 Aug 1999 07:05:03 GMT The phone rang and kept ringing until Todd fumbled for it. His roommates were pissed at the late night calls he was getting. The voice was quiet, deep and said simply the message. Todd whispered his answer. It was dark, about four am. Todd stood naked and stretched in the darnkess. He couldn't turn on the lights...and yet he had to get the jockstrap and cutoffs. He didn't need to find a shirt. Barefoot, he walked from the bedroom and thru the living room. Snoring from the guys who had crashed during the previous nights beer blast filled the room. This wasn't unusual. Their apartment was often a place where the guys who lived in dorms escaped. .. especially on weekends. It was a winter weekend that Todd had met the man who took his life over. Until he met him, Todd drank, smoked dope and let his freshman grades suffer. His parents warend him they wouldn't pay tuitition. But he partied on. Mr. Daniels was standing looking at the magazine in the porn store where Todd had hesitantly walked into one night. He was stoned, horny and temporarily forgotten his closeted status. He looked at the naked men and boys in the magazines. "Put that away and meet me outside" the man said. Todd looked up and the man looked at him. There was no smile, nod or expression. But Todd put the magazine away and went outside. "Strip to your shorts and get into the car" Todd hesitated "Or I'll leave withouth you" the man said as he got into the drivers seat. Todd started to ask a question but the man started the car "you have two minutes" Todd moved to the passenger side and pulled his tee shirt off and his jeans..getting into the car wearing only his jockey shorts. "That's the last time I want to see you wearing those." the man outlined Todd's required apparel. When Todd was kneeling on the mans' living room floor he was given an old jockstrap and told to put it on. It reeked of dried urine and cum. But he did what he was told. And he learned he needed to be told what to do. He got into his old VW and drove off..ignoring the slightly chilly night air. It made him shiver a bit..his nipples already erect got harder and his erection strained against the elastic of his crusty and piss dried pouch. He could smell his own funk...and it added to the excitement. The phone would ring outside his dorm room. Mr. Daniels voice would tell him what to wear, where to be and what to do. At first it was a game. Then when the calls didn't come, Todd realized he wanted them to keep coming. By the time the call did come, he was ready to do anything. Daniels seemed to know that..requiring him to report to him any time day or night. The gas station's store was open and he got the various items he required and paid for them. The clerk didn't seem surprised to see a barechested barefoot college kid. He had seen far wilder things since his was the only all night store near the campus. Todd knelt and handed Mr. Daniel's his class schedule. "You will never be interupted from going to class. You will report to me with your books and do your homework here when I tell you to". Many nights and weekends Todd would lay on the floor wearing only the required jockstrap and read, study, write and awaiting his masters's need for sensual pleasure. There would be dildos, bondage, body shaving, hot wax as well as blowjobs and getting fucked..whenever and however his owner wanted. The drive was about a half hour. Todd didn't know what to expect when he arrived. It wasn't his right to know. His parents seemed delighted when the grades improved. Todd just told them he didn't know why..it just seemed to happen. In truth, Todd wasn't allowed to party with his friends....instead he would report to do his Masters' bidding. They weren't happy to hear that Todd said he had a summer job and wouldn't be going home. he spent the summer cleaning his Master's house, working in the garden, painting, shopping and serving. When Mr. Daniel's said he was leaving town, he ordered Todd to obey a friend of his . And Todd was handed over to two men who lived in the desert. There he was used as a slave, sextoy and servent. Todd obeyed...his jockstrap was hung by the door...and the boy was kept naked and collared until once again he knelt in front of Mr. Daniels while his temporary owners described him as a well trained slaveboy. He parked and carried the bag to the back door. Before knocking, he unbuttoned his cutoffs and let them drop to the portch. The rule was give him the first session a year ago. Todd couldn't wear anyhthing intside his Master's house except the old, crusty, bad smelling jockstrap. His Master and other's pissed on it and jacked off on it. Todd too was ordered from time to time to add his own urine or cum. Often he would be required to piss or cum in it and put it back on as he departed for classes. It felt odd the first time, but exciting after then. He rang the bell and waited. Todd learned patience too. Mr. Daniels would keep him kneeling and waiting until he wanted some chore done or some order obeyed. Knees trembling, Todd would try to remain in position until he couldn't bear it. If he fell over or sought a more comfortable position, his buttocks would be smacked, whipped or hit with the riding crop. The door opened and Todd went inside taking the bag of groceries into the living room. It wasn't his Master at the door. That made no difference, he had his orders. Standing near naked in the open windows washing them, Todd could be seen by those who walked or drove by."Hey man we saw you in the window" his roomates told him once. "yea I got hot working" he explained. But they knew it was more then that. He wasn't allowed to look around, but Todd heard comments, smelled cigar smoke and saw legs of several people out of the corner of his eyes. Todd put the groceries on the table and then knelt. "We want you to do for us what you do for that man off campus" his two roomates told him one night. They were drunk as usual. But Todd did what they said and was soon being fucked in his throat and ass by the two of them. "You belong to us now..but keep it quiet" they said to him and each other "We've got our own bitch boy" He told his Master what happened and kept quiet as his butt was swatted several times. It wasn't punishment but acknowledgement that he was now a total slave..needing to serve. "You will serve me first but them too" Todd obeyed. Fortunately his two roomies didn't get that horny or drunk often preferring the female dates they had for sex..perhaps not wanting to admite they liked having sex with Todd too. So his secret identity was kept quiet..but they knew they could have him whenever they wanted. "Hey boy" the call cam now and then and he sucked until his face dripped of their sperm. "go home boy until I call you" Todd waited for the signal. It came swift and hard sending a loud crack through the room... above the conversation, laughter, comments and music, you could heard the smack as his Master's riding crop made it's mark across his bare buttocks. More then once he had been sent home without giving or getting pleaure. It was part of his training. And Todd found he enjoyed that as much as giving his Master pleasure. If he went home and jacked off or serviced his roommtes or some stranger, he would have to admit it to Mr. Daniels and be acknowledged with a belt, paddle, riding crop or hand. Todd jumped but held himself in check from making any sound....it hurt. But it hurt good. He moved away and out on the portch once again, adjusted his jock so his erection could move. Pulling his cutoffs back on, Todd went to his car and drove the distance back to his apartment..where he crept inside and stripped naked once again to go to bed. During one football beer drinking afternoon, a poker game ensued and Todd found his services being bet. He sucked cock from the winner and yet another one of the card players. "How do they get you to do this, you queer?" Todd couldn't say the truth "I owe them lots of money" he lied. "You suck them too?" Todd shook his head "no"...continuing his pledge not to let anyone knew his two butch roommates enjoyed his throat or tight ass now and then. His cock was rock hard. His balls were tight. He wanted to grasp his cock and remembering all the times he had obeyed his Master, he would jack unjtil he ejaculated. Like most boys his age, he could do that more then once or twice a day..sometimes more. But it was the weekend and the phone might ring at anytime with new orders. He dared not release his sperm...if he did, Todd would have to admit it and his Master might reject him....if he were lucky, he'd be punished..but sometimes he would be sent home. His parents had visted him the past summer at Mr. Daniels house. He feared his Master would make him stay in the jockstrap..but within the hour of their promised arrival, Mr. Daniels ordered him to kneel on the back portch. "strip it off. I don't want you wearing that in front of your folks" there was no indication that Todd would be allowed to wear anything. But he obeyed moving around the house naked as he put fresh linens in the guest room, preparing coffee and cakes for his parents. The horn beeped and the footsteps were heard on the front portch. Todd was so scared he thought he'd be crying soon. "Put these on boy" Mr. Daniels handed him a pair of cutoffs he had retreived from Todd's suitcase which was kept locked up. Todd wanted to thank him, but that was not allowed. He quietly did as he was told. "Look at you, you are so healthy" His mother smiled and grabbed his bare torso hugging him. From somewhere appeared a tee shirt and he put it on looking toward Mr. Daniels who nodded permission. It was a good visit and Daniels got along with his folks very well, talking about what a good worker Todd was and how well they must have raised him. He didn't want to be sent home again. So he lay there until his fantasies, memories and longings became fuel for his dreams. And he waited for his Master to call with new orders. They waved goodbye after the long weekend ended. Todd turned and broke a rule thanking Mr. Daniels. He was not punished. Instead the man petted his head...for Todd had knelt and bowed in subservience. "Put it back on" the dirty jockstrap was on the floor. Todd stripped naked and put the jock on. His shirt and shorts dissappeared until the end of the summer when his unused suitcase was made available to be taken to his apartment. He had learned to obey. "next summer you will move in and not leave" Mr. Daniels said "but you must earn that this year" Todd needed to obey. There were nights when Todd was on display for his Master's friends. There was another time that Todd was ordered to have sex with other slaveboys while a group watched and cheered. There was a time when Todd accepted a whipping while all watched and counted the number of strokes. He waited to obey..and in so doing was obeying. Todd wanted more then anything to move in and become the permanent slave at the end of this school year. So, he waited in the dark for the phone to ring.