Date: Mon, 07 May 2007 13:50:01 -0400 (EDT)
From: Mitchel Mulder <mitchmulder@lycos.com>
Subject: Moving to the City-14

"Isn't that boy here anymore? What's his name, uh... Frans, I believe."
"Sorry, no he left, well, if you had let us know you were coming I'm sure
we could have arranged him coming back specially for you", the master
said.
"What about him?" pointing at Peter.
Peter gave the man a big smile, he had never heard of Frans, but he was
sure that anything Frans could do he could do too.
Both Richard and the master exchanged a quick glance.
"He is not experienced, sir, well at least not experienced in the way you
like them."
The man grinned, "even better!"
He walked over to Peter.
"Hello, what's you name?"
"Peter, Sir."
The man laid his hand on Peter's chest and through the shirt he tickled
his nipple.
Peter gave the man a big smile. He felt the man's hand moving to his ass,
holding his butt cheeks in both his hands and squeezing them hard.
"Perfect, just perfect" The man gave Peter a smile and returned to the
master and Richard.
They had a conversation that Peter that could not overhear.
The master signaled him to come over, he did not look very pleased.
He took Peter apart while Richard poured the man a drink.
"Look, Peter, that man likes it a bit rough."
"I don't mind" Peter said as he looked to the man taking a sip of his
drink.
The man moved his hand to his crotch and smiled at Peter.
"What I mean, Peter, he likes to dominate, to humiliate you. I'm not sure
if you like that. If not, no problem I'll just tell him to go somewhere
else."
"Sir, I want to try it" Peter answered, afterall the man seemed to be
friendly, he dealt with some strange men before.
"Okay then" the master said, "but, Peter, I want all the guest to be
statisfied and content, so if you say yes, there is no way out."
"No problem, really." All this talk had made Peter curious and excited.
"Well then, Richard, you know what to do" the master said finally.

Richard took Peter into a small room behind the bar.
"Come on, take your clothes off."
Peter started to undress, "what's so special about this guy?"
"Don't worry, you'll be fine".
Richard admired Peter's naked body. "It seems soo long ago, your first
day here, the day that I bathed you."
He quickly ran his hand over Peter's chest.
"Better not keep the client waiting" Peter said and turned to leave.
"Hang on" Richard said, he got something of a shelf.
"Oh no!"
The dog collar closed around Peter's neck. Richard attached a leash to
it.
"Now you know what he wants, o one more thing, get your hands behind your
back."
A narrow rope of leather tied his hands together.
"Come, follow me."
Peter followed Richard back to the parlour. In the meantime some guests
had arrived and also some of the other boys had returned. Peter felt a
bit uncomfortable walking naked, on a leash.
"Sir" with a small bow, Richard handed the leash to the man.
"Thank you" the man replied and glanced over Peter's naked body, "very
nice indeed."
He gave a little tug on the leash. Not sure what to do Peter dropped to
his knees.
"That's a good boy, down."
Peter sat down resting his back to the man's knees, he felt a hand going
through his hairs and wandered how long he had to sit here, for every one
to see.

When the man finally had finished his drink he stood up, quickly Peter
got to his feet and followed the man. Peter felt the eyes of all the
people in the room burning on his body. He did not dare to look at them
so he just kept staring to the floor.
Once in the room, the man told Peter to get on his knees.
He did as asked but did not dare to look up.
"Good boy."
He pushed Peter's face further down till his lips touched the man's
shoes.
"You know what to do, I hope."
Peter did not know, he could only guess, so he stuck out his tongue and
started the man's black leather shoes.
"That's it, yeah."
Peter licked both shoes.
The man ruffled his hair, and told him that he did a good job.
To his surprise Peter felt a tingling sensation in his balls.
The man took a step back and looked at his shoes, "pretty good."
Peter was grabbed at his hairs and pulled up, the man pushed Peter's face
into his crotch.
A smell of urine and sweat filled his nose. He felt a hard cock being
pushed into his face.
"You like this?"
His face was being pushed harder into the crotch.
"Tell me, want to hear it!"
"Yes, yes!" Peter shouted.
"Tell me!" the man shouted, pulling hard on the leash.
"I like it" Peter shouted, "want to have your cock!"
The man grinned and released his grip on the leash. He took a few steps
back and opened his fly.
His underwear stained with yellow spots bulged out. He pushed it back
into Peter's face.
The man untied his belt and let his pants drop to the floor.
Peter started to lick the outline of the man's cock.
The man grunted, moving Peter's head along his cock.
Peter's cock grew to full erection.
The man laughed as he saw it, "Guess your really like this."
With his shoes he softly lifted Peter's balls.
Sofar so good, thought Peter, as he sucked the cotton, tasting sweat and
urine."
"Take them down."
Still with his hands tied behind his back, Peter pulled down the
underpants with his teeth, they got hooked behind the man's hard cock.
The man pulled his hips back and Peter managed to free the hard uncut
cock which sprang into his face.

His head was forced down into the man's big hairy balls.
"Good boy!"
The man slapped his cock hard on Peter's face, who tried to catch it with
his mouth.
"You want to suck it?"
Again his face was hit with the throbbing cock.
"Yes!"
"Tell me then!"
His face tingled, but he was still excited, damn, he really wanted this
cock.
"I want to suck it! Want you to fuck my mouth!" Peter yelled.
"Very good!"
The man took Peter's face in his hands, Peter opened his mouth and the
cock pushed in.
With his hands on Peter's ears, he drove his cock all the way in. Peter
had to gag a few times, but had no way of pulling off.
Peter's mouth began to hurt, just like his ears. Thank God the man
stopped while he held his rockhard cock deep into Peter's throat.
To his surprise the man caressed his hairs.
"You're a good boy, Peter."
He looked up to the man's face, pleased with the compliment.
The man returned his smile and placed his hand behind Peter's head.
To his horror he felt a splash of piss hit his throat. He wanted to pull
back but the man held his head in an iron grip, Peter pulled hard at his
hands but the rope behind him did not gave away.
The man gave an evil grin and now released his piss completely.
Peter's mouth was flooded with the warm yellow liquid, he tried not to
swallow, but he could not help it, he swallowed hard but most of the piss
ran out of his mouth over his chest and body.

Peter felt dirty and used, but his cock was still hard, with his shoes
the man pushed Peter's cock down and let it flip back, hitting his
stomach. He started to fuck Peter's mouth again.
Peter sucked hard, running his tongue over the head and the shaft, his
lips and mouth really hurt, he did his best to get the man off, the
quicker the better.
The man pulled back, kicked off his shoes and stepped out of his pants
and underwear.
He pulled the leash down and started to walk toward the bed, forcing
Peter to follow him on his knees.

He tied the leash round the bed close to the floor.
On his knees with his ass up and his chin only an inch from the floor,
Peter had no room to move. He felt the man's hands on his ass.
"So nice! so fucking nice!"
With his flat hand he started to hit the two cheeks over and over again.
Tears welled up in his eyes, his cock went soft, this reminded him to
much of the beatings his father gave him.
He pleaded the man to stop.
"Shut up!"
"Please!"
His ass hurt and tingled, but the man did not stop, it almost looked like
he put more effort in his beating.
Finally, out of breath the man fell on top of Peter and ran his hands
over Peter's back and shoulders. His cock, hard as rock, pushed against
Peter's ass.
Peter hardly could harldy move his head, he could only see between his
legs. He saw the man pointing his hard cock down, a finger entered his
ass and moved quickly around. The man let go of his cock, which sprang up
against Peter's balls. Peter gave a grunt and bit his lips. A second
finger entered him, his cock gave a little stir.
The man shifted a bit and aimed his cock at Peter's opening. He pushed
his hips forward and penetrated Peter hard and quick.
"Yeah!" the man shouted as his cock was all the way in.
He grabbed Peter at his hips and started to fuck him, every now and then
his hands slapped his ass.
With every thrust the man made, the collar cut Peter in his neck. His
cock though, responded to the pounding and grew rapidly hard. He hoped
that the man would finish soon, his arms and shoulders started to hurt.
The man certainly knew how to fuck.

"O, fuck, yes!" the man screamed, with all his force he plunged his hips
forward, almost pushing Peter under the bed, Peter gave a yel, the leash
was too short, the collar painfully cutting in his neck.
The man flexed, and groaned, Peter let out a sigh as he felt warm cum
filling his ass.

The man pulled his cock out and got up and started to dress.
Peter moved a bit so to leash was not stretched anymore.
"Could you untie me, please?"
The man did not answer, instead he sat down on the bed and lit a
sigarette.
"You're not soo bad" he reached down and felt Peter's erection, "very
promissing."
He finished his sigarette, "maybe next time I let you cum."
Peter tried to follow him with his eyes, but he could not turn his head
completely. He heard the door close, he waited a few minutes then he
called out.
He wanted to get up, his knees, shoulders, neck and arms hurt like hell
now, again he shouted, but no one came.

Finally he heard the door open and footsteps coming up to him.
"Well, well, well, look at that."
"Ah Richard, I was beginning to wonder where everybody was. Can you
please untie me?" While he tried to look up.
All he could see where Richard's shoes and pants.
"You know he was very pleased with you."
"Nice to hear that, but I like to get up."
"Not so fast yet."
"What you mean?"
Peter saw Richard's pants drop to the floor.
"Richard! wait, no!"
Before he knew it Richard was behind him on his knees, pushing his cock
into Peter's ass.
"Still warm and wet!"
Richard did not waste time, he fucked him hard and fast, his hand went to
Peter's cock and in no time Peter was hard again. Quickly he jacked
Peter's cock, and both were moaning loudly as they felt their orgasms
coming up.
Peter could not hold back anymore, he moaned loudly as he started to
explode, his ass tightened around Richard's pumping cock. Peter felt
Richard shooting his load into him, his own cock spewed the last drops.
Gently Richard pulled out, got up and released Peter's hands and undid
the leash from the bed.
Peter spread his arms and arched his back, "Oh, that feels great"
Richard undid the collar.
"Yeah that was certainly great" Richard replied.
Peter got up, "you could have at least waited till I was up again."
He brushed past Richard, "you brought my cloths up?"
"No, still downstairs. I'll get them for you."
"Yeah... thanks" Peter said and headed for the sink.
When he had cleaned himself, he put hsi cloths back on.

"He was very pleased with you, you know" the master said, "here, he left
this for you."
Peter took the folded paper, inside there was a bank note of ten
guilders! Wow, that was really a lot of money, and that was only a tip,
quickly he put it in his pocket. No need to hang around here, he thought,
it was getting late already and his body ached. He told the master
goodbye.

"Look Peter" Richard said as he opened the door for Peter, "Mister Visser
paid me to fuck you, really, it was all part of his plan."
As to prove it Richard got a two and half guilder coin from his pocket,
"See."

When he got home he went straight to bed and fell asleep instantly.
He woke up when Jack stepped into the bed and put his big hairy arm
around him.
Jack gave him a kiss in the neck.
"Goodnight."