Previously: JT and Sam have arrived at the ranch where Master Dave lives with his boy Chris. Immediately upon arrival, JT and Sam stripped off all of their clothes, according to the expectations of the house. Sam was introduced to these two older men, who are already friends with JT.
Master Dave was friendly and smiling and confident. Chris was relaxed and subdued. I could tell that my own Sir was thinking intently. As for me, I was the only one with a boner. I did not know what would happen next, but I couldn't wait to get started.
"Chris, offer Sam something cold to drink and then take him out back to the pool. JT and I need to go over a few things."
"Yes, Sir, " Chris replied. He led me to the kitchen and offered me a choice of soft drinks. I asked for some sweet tea, which he poured into an oversized plastic cup. Then we went out back.
There was a nice-sized, in-ground pool out back. Beyond the pool, the back yard sloped down to a large pond. On the far side of the pond was another building, and a classic old windmill. There was no other sign of people anywhere. The ranch land was broad and big and beautiful.
Chris suggested that we get into the pool. "Our Masters are figuring out what they are going to do to us. So that's why we've been sent out here."
Chris was literally a high school teacher, and I was not quite a high school freshman. Yet, he treated me like a peer. He was very soft-spoken and had an extremely gentle manner, like a young boy. Yet he had the body of mature, athletic male. It was odd to me. But then, frankly, the whole situation was odd to me. Odd, but exciting.
We got into the pool. It was cold at first, but in the hot Texas sun it was refreshing. Chris submerged himself under the water. When he surfaced, his blonde hair was soggy and water was dripping down his face and shoulders. His biceps rippled. I was entranced.
"So, what is your Master like?" I inquired.
"Well," Chris began. He paused before continuing. "I think he will be very good to you. Sir JT told us about you a few weeks ago. My Master gave him some suggestions and advice. Not that your Sir needs any help. Sir JT is amazing. From my point of view, you are very fortunate."
I nodded. JT was indeed special.
"My Master is really looking forward to some time with you. Sir JT says that you are bold and horny and mischievous. My Master will really like that. Just be yourself. Follow his instructions, but relax and have fun."
I nodded. Chris cocked his head at an angle and gave me a strange look. "Are you attracted to me?" he asked. What gave it away? My raging hardon?
"Yes, Sir! You are the finest looking man I've ever seen. The girls in your classes probably have mad crushes on you."
He blushed, and chuckled, and shook his head. "Don't call me `Sir,' Sam. I'm a sub, like you. My Master calls me `boy.' You should just call me Chris."
"I'll try to remember that. Chris."
Chris suggested that we swim down to the deep end of the pool, which looked out over the pond. So we paddled over. We rested our elbows on the rim of the pool, looking out over the bright landscape. The scorching heat of the sun and the cold pool water were a sharp contrast, heightening my senses and my sexual arousal.
"You can do anything you want to me, Sam," he said. "My Master commanded me to serve you in any way you wish. Subject to any limits your own Master might have."
My mind slowly absorbed this news.
"But I imagine," Chris went on, "that all four of us will be having sex later. I think they are going to take us individually at first."
A couple of minutes later, the back door of the house opened, and our Masters came out. We paddled back toward the shallow end of the pool to see what they were going to tell us.
Master Dave told Chris to go inside with JT. Chris moved smoothly and quickly out of the pool and into the house. JT flashed me a smile and a wink, and then followed Chris inside.
I was left outside with Master Dave. He had a couple of towels and a few items that he placed on one of the patio tables. He came down the steps into the pool and joined me.
"Let's inspect you, shall we?" Master Dave had me stand on the top step of the pool. Only my feet and shins were in the water. He sat on a lower step, so my cock was at his eye level. He gazed up at me. He placed his hands on my thighs, right next to my dick.
"You've been hard since you arrived," he observed. "But you don't seem embarrassed." He waited for me to respond.
"My Sir instructed me to be myself, to be natural. Do you think I should be embarrassed, Sir?"
Master Dave chuckled. "No, not at all. If you were my slave, I'd have you naked all the time, and hard as much of the time as possible."
He slid his hands up the back side of my thighs, gripping my buttocks snugly in his hands. He squeezed them, alternately, in slow, gentle pulses.
"Your Sir told me that you were bold. You are eager to try new things, you like showing off your body, you are puckish. Yet you are also very eager to serve and to obey. And Sir JT says that your sex drive is irrepressible."
I had never heard my Sir use words like "puckish" and "irrepressible," and I wasn't sure what "puckish" meant. Master Dave was much older. I would later calculate that he was more than three times my age.
At that moment, I still had so much to learn. Master Dave had only been with me for moments, and yet he had smoothly taken control and asserted himself. He was much older than me or JT, and he was much larger and stronger than me or JT. He was probably more intelligent than me. He certainly was more experienced than me. He was more powerful than me in every way, and if he decided to overpower my physically, he had the size and strength to do so.
He had the capacity to completely dominate me, and as he fondled my ass cheeks we both realized it. My breathing grew slow and my sphincter dilated as I began to surrender myself to Master Dave. He wasn't doing anything unusual to me. It was just his presence and his manner, and my body's response was automatic.
He was facing my dick, so it only took a second for him to suddenly and unexpectedly take my cock into his mouth. I yelped at the sensation.
"Please, Sir! I'll, I'll pop if you don't stop." I was about two seconds from blowing my load.
Master Dave stopped instantly. He chuckled, and then looked up to me as he spoke. "Good boy. You'll come when we want you to come. And I don't want you to. Yet." He chuckled and shook his head at my youthful enthusiasm.
"Let's try this. Bend over."
He stepped out of the pool and went over to the little table. I could see he had developed a boner while he had been touching me. He came back with a container of Vaseline. I had already bent over the edge of the pool, while still standing on the step, mostly out of the water. I used my hands to spread my ass cheeks.
"The good thing about Vaseline," Master Dave said, "is that it won't dissolve in water."
He casually used his fingers to work some of the Vaseline into my hole, and then he coated his hard prick with some. After wiping his hands with a towel, he set the lube and the towel on the pavement outside of the pool. Then he sat down next to me on the lower step. As he sat, the water came up to his chest.
"Now," he said, "come and sit down on me."
I wondered how that was going to work, but my own Master had told me to obey completely, promptly, and cheerfully. I needn't have worried. Master Dave guided me into a kind of squatting position, and I lowered myself down, allowing his cock to enter my ass. My sphincter had already been loosened by Master Dave's commanding presence. So it went in straight and smooth.
Once he was in, I moved my legs so that they wrapped around his lower back. Everything below my navel was submerged, so I was partly floating. Neither I nor Master Dave was having to bear the full load of my weight. His face was about level with my neck, so he had to look up if he wanted to see my face.
"Sit still, boy!" Master Dave said firmly but with a kind smile. "If anyone is going to do some fucking here, it will be me not you."
Without thinking, I had begun to slowly bounce myself on his dick. I was creating the in-and-out motion of fucking. I was so unbelievably horny. The contrasting sensations of the hot sun and the cold water were intense. Master Dave was so handsome and so kind, yet domineering. Every moment since JT and I arrived had been bold and shameless. There was the natural and normal attitude toward outdoor nudity. There was the casual way in which the two Masters traded Chris and me as though they were exchanging lunch box items. There was the frank expectation that the day's activities would grow more wild as I got more comfortable. It wasn't just the bodies of the two men who lived here on the ranch. The scene itself was raw and masculine and arousing.
Nevertheless, I halted my bouncing and sat still. I would obey Master Dave completely, promptly, and cheerfully. In obeying him, I was obeying JT as well.
Whoa! Sam's first visit to the ranch is teaching him what a hot, wild, and natural place it is. Keep reading to find out what happens next with Sam, JT, Master Dave, and slave boy Chris.
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