Date: Sun, 28 May 2017 18:29:15 +0200 From: Ouranos Utrecht Subject: The honey seekers Part 11 The honey-seekers, William and Jonathan Part 11 By Chaim This story is fiction. "Love is the answer, but while you're waiting for the answer, sex raises some pretty interesting questions." Woody Allen Please let me know what you think at groeiutrecht@gmail.com and don't forget to donate to Nifty as they do an amazing job. That night at supper, William brought Samuel his dinner in his very small and tight white boy briefs, but he kept getting distracted by Master Jonathan, who was fawning over little Daniel. Jonathan was petting his head, tickling his armpits, even reaching down his briefs to fondle his penis and little boy balls. William felt self-pity and felt hopeless misplaced in his situation serving his temporary Master. In front of the porch that evening, William was hoping that Jonathan would ask Master Samuel's permission to fuck him, but it just wasn't going to happen. In fact, since the Masters had their new slave boys, there wasn't much action. William glanced around and eventually spotted Jonathan off to one side, little Daniel lay beside him with his little feet up in the air. By that time Jonathan helped Little Daniel out of his boy briefs and he was now showing him how to finger fuck himself. At that moment, William didn't know whom he hated more, stoic and hard Master Samuel, cheerful little Daniel, or even his former, now-deposed god, Jonathan. William began to wonder how special his little gift dildo really was, Jonathan shared it also with Little Daniel. Did Jonathan have a whole trunk full of boy-ass-sized plastic cocks ready to give every boy who came by? When Master Samuel got into bed, William started to climb in with him. "No, slave boy, get on the floor." Without more words Master Samuel lowered the back side of his white boy briefs shoved a dildo up his ass. William felt humiliated and his body still hurt of the torture Master Samuel had given him. The Master didn't show any affection and there was not a goodnight fuck, not a goodnight blow job, not even a kiss. William laid his cold naked body and his colder naked soul down on the floor. He felt his body sore all over and quietly sobbed into his pillow. In a flash, he wanted to be Little Daniel. He was jealous and felt lonely. William woke up very early, it was still dark outside and his first thoughts were about Jonathan and little Daniel, after that his mind went blank till someone touched his arms and legs gently. The hands were pulling and stretching him out. It all seemed very gentle but then William tried and move around and realized, he couldn't move. William had been pulled spread eagle on the floor face down on a little pillow and the sun wasn't even up yet. William tried to remember what happened yesterday. Did he pissed off his Master yesterday so much and this was punishment or if he had pleased his Master and this his way to show his affection and was this his reward? William didn't know and tried to look around and to see where Master Samuel was. William's eyes were not used to the dark, when he finally saw his Master, his eyes were covered with a blindfold and all was back to black again. Not that he was complaining, he felt lost and didn't care much anymore. After a few quiet, solitary moments of William, moaning and squirming in his bondage Master Samuel said, "Shut up, slave boy. I really don't want your opinion this morning, slave boy!" Master Samuel shoved ball gag into William's mouth. With that William felt more vulnerable and he became strange enough horny. William felt Master Samuel reaching under him and pull his penis and balls from under him, to lie between his legs where the Master could see them. Unfortunately for William, he became rock hard and his cock was more like an iron nail, keeping his ass propped up in the air. William's boy butt jacked up, but that was not something Master Samuel was interested in this morning, "Lay flat, slave boy!" and he shoved his ass back down and William was pretty sure his nail hard penis was going to break, "Slave boy, you don't need to be hard right now anyway." and the cane came cracking down on his exposed balls and inflated boy cock. The leather fold of the cane managed to connect evenly on both testicles the hard length of the crop crashed cleanly down the length of his hard boy cock. Yesterday William got used to heavy pain, but this early in the scene meant he was in trouble. "One, Two, Three," Crack! William's nuts and his boy cock got it again. "One, Two, Three," Crack! So now his body was trying everything to get out of these bonds and protect his hard penis and balls , but it wasn't going anywhere. William's mind which was now completely disconnected was lost in an waterfall of grunts and screams, that were impossible to articulate through the gag stuffing this mouth, but he heard them clearly. "One, Two, Three," Crack! On his body, every muscle in it and my mind seized up, and William collapsed back on the floor. "Good slave boy, punishing a little masochist like you sure takes patience, serious thought and extreme force. Take it, feel the pain, embrace the pain, you love it!" William laid there with all the pain in the world focused on his penis and balls and his warm tears dropped down. Master Samuel reached up and took hold of his boy cock and balls, he stretched them out from his body. William was pretty sure they were going to need to be rebuilt, but, his sore ass could only think about how wonderful his hand felt as he hold his ass cheeks up. Stroked his butt cheeks and stretched wider and exposing his boy hole. He knew he could destroy his backside also, whenever he wished. Master Samuel started pulling them, and William wondered what was next, when suddenly he dropped them. Suddenly Master Samuel was on top of him and started putting pressure on his lower back, and hit his ass cheeks. William suddenly needed his morning piss. Master Samuel was bouncing on him just a bit and William was realizing he needed to piss, with his knees still on his back Master Samuel leaned over and said quietly in his ear, "You better not piss without asking permission boy, you know better". William did know better, but his bladder was arguing on the side of not caring anymore. Master Samuel slid off his back, and William felt he headed back between his legs, but William guess his boy cock and balls got in the way. They were being crushed by his knee, with a knee on his nuts William felt him start tickling his asshole. As tight and as wide as William had been tied, his fuck hole was totally exposed and Master Samuel was enjoying it for the first time. William felt him rub around the edge, very gently to start and then more and more forcefully and harder, until his boy hole opened and invited him in. Master Samuel continued to tease William's boy hole and told him, "Slave boy, you are really a bitch. Your hole is pulsing out and begging for my cock. That's good boy." And he added, "Funny for you, the other Masters and slave boys got up and are watching your slutty behavior. Prove them I'm right, you're such a soft baby bitch. Born to bred by a real man." William groaned, that meant Jonathan and Little Daniel were watching him. He felt Master Samuel trickle some lube, but he was sure it wasn't really enough. Master Samuel stopped rubbing, his ass gave him away and started pushing up to get him back, even though his knee was crushing his poor balls. One last grind and he let up. As William sucked in a breath of relief, Master Samuel aimed and took shot at his ass. Having not been well lubed, and even more importantly not stretched, his ass felt as if it was ripping apart in all directions. Just seconds after he started shoving his steel rod in William's ass, he felt his balls slide across what was left of him, and his pubes grinding on his ass, although those things barely registered in his brain through all of the pain. As the pain became pleasure, his balls bouncing on his, as he slammed every steel inch in William's ass, making him a little happy boy! For William it felt like he was broken, suddenly William felt lost in total surrender to this Master and his strength and domination. He only felt the desire to feel him deep inside, powerful and hard. He wanted to be filled, bred, abused. "Take it, bitch!" Master Samuel had his hands on the back of his blond head, steadying himself as he pounded his boy hole with long hard thrusts. His hands gripped William's hips with a strength that made him nervous, he was reckless with his body. Using it like a toy against his body, milking his cock with his hole. Master Samuel muttered under his breath, "Please your Master, bitch boy. Please your Master, slave boy." William felt his balls smacking against him harder and harder. Master Samuel was fucking him with a force that was so manic and powerful. William was having a hard time taking it and tried to pull out from under him. He smacked the back of his head and he covered William's mouth. All William could do was to continue breathing as he shoved his face deep in the little pillow. Master Samuel put his fingers in his mouth, and William sucked on the eagerly, he slammed deep in his boy hole and held there. Master Samuel's short spasmodic thrusts told William what a good slave boy. "Take my load, boy. Fucking take it..." Master Samuel groaned and thrashed against him, pumping his load deep into William. He could feel him holding his cock in him, savoring the warmth of his filled bowels. He collapsed on William's sweaty sex racked body, his weight was reminding him that William still had a full bladder, and a gag, which was making it really hard to get permission to relieve himself. Master Samuel let out a sigh and he felt his bowels filling, "I decided to take My morning piss, slave boy." So with his cock deep in William's well used boy hole, he filled William as full as he could and continued to lay there. William was whimpering. Master Samuel finally asked, "You wanted to pee, slave boy?" William tried to nod but Master Samuel rested both hands on his blond head, "Okay, slave boy, you can piss." William still felt Sir full cock in his boy hole as he relaxed enough to let his morning piss flow. As his body relaxed into a nice long morning piss he felt Sir's cock plop out of his swollen, fucked, and exhausted ass. Master Samuel's piss slowly dribble out of his hole and down my balls and cock. A few minutes later he got up, patted his ass and William heard Him talk to the other Masters, obviously all the slave boys were listening. "This gentle soft slave boy is a tremendous perseverance and hard to break. The slave boy there is suborn, but good fuck and if you like just use him for your own pleasure. Let your slave boys fuck him! This afternoon I will him return to his Master Jonathan, now he is mine!" William heard a lot of whispering, orders were given, he shivered. "Alright Sir, I'll take a turn. Do I have permission to fuck your slave boy, Sir?" William listened to Master Samuel's answer as he said, "All slave boys are invited to have a fuck, just ask your own Master for permission." And with that another slave boy shoved it all the way up William's ass hole, he was their pussy to drop their loads and sexual frustrations. William was mortified, he couldn't believe he was just laid there letting an anonymous slave boy fuck him in his ass, but he was just too tired, and too broken to put up any resistance. He just lay there, and let it happen. A total surrender. It brought a smile to his face. The slave boy fucked William till he came deep inside his ass. Another took his place and slapped William's ass hard, and shoved his cock in hard, yelling, "Take it, I dreamed about this moment, William!" and he laughed. He jammed his cock deeper into William. That really hurt this time. William guessed his ass muscles had closed but they were forced back open. He grimaced but didn't make a sound. The next fuck took a long time. A cock was driven inside him and soon it was expanding, a body slammed into his ass. It hurt, his asshole, his hips, his ass cheeks. William endured, he had to, he was the bitch. He felt the cum land on his back and ass cheeks. Some landed on his neck. "He ready for more, slave boys, fuck him!" William heard Master Samuel's voice and started to turn his head but hands kept him facing down. Hands untied him, lifted his hips so that William was on his knees. A cock moved inside him and began to fuck him again. That's when William realized he was not just Master Samuel's bitch that morning, but would be fucked by the slave boys. All of them? Each one was different. One or two came quickly, some took longer but they all filled his ass with their slave boy's cum. Laying there with cum and piss dripping down his balls, William's own morning piss pooled around my tender cock and the sweat drying on his body, strange enough he felt a pretty happy boy with the smells of kinky sex filling his lungs and brain. William realized, it was nearly time to be returned to Master Jonathan. He wondered what he did during this gang fuck by their slave boys. When William finally got up, he was alone in the cabin. Master Samuel walked in but didn't said a word to him. William stood at attention, his eyes glued to the floor. After a while Master Samuel said to him, "I reward my slave boys in a number of different ways. Sometimes after a job well done I'll sit with them and let them play with my cock. Sometimes they can suck my cock and take my cum. Very rarely, I'll let them kiss me. I find usually this is far too much stimulation for them and could risk them cumming, so I save it for my more experienced boys. But above all else, I give them the affection of a Master they so desperately need. See? I really am good to my boys. Kneel, William, my slave boy, I will reward you for your well done job this morning." William kneeled on the floor and took his hard-on in his hand, stroking it a few times and plunged it into his waiting, hot mouth. It feels good on his tongue as William bobbed his blond head up and down on it, pushing as much as possible into his mouth. William speeded up and slowed down, wanting to have his load as soon as possible, his "reward" for a "job well done". As William sucked on his cock, he let his top teeth drag along the back ridge of the head to the top. It turned him on even more and his cock was a iron stick. William kept sucking, licking the head with his tongue, rubbed it along that very sensitive underside. All of a sudden he shoved his as deep as it would go. William felt his cock get so hard that he knew his "reward" is only moments away, his cock quivered and William felt the impact of a stream of cum hitting the top of his mouth and drop onto his tongue and another and another. William hold his mouth still and used his tongue on the head of his cock. He rubbed it over and over, all the while holding the warm load in his mouth. His free hand reached down to curl around his boy cock. The touch was electric. "Oh yes, slave boy. Beautiful bitch. You're enjoying this, aren't you?" The hand tightened, almost to the point of pain. "Aren't you?" "Yes." William half-whispered, half-moaned, "Thank you, Master." The Master slapped William on the top of the head, "You are in the position you were born to be a submissive slave boy, a good fuck, a bitch and a cock sucking little toy boy." Master Samuel hit him again and slapped his face and left him. William had no permission to wash himself and stumbled to the entrance of the dining room. There he waited patiently and obediently. It did not make any sense to him anymore. At breakfast, Samuel didn't leave much food for William. After William licked clean his nearly empty bowl, Samuel took him aside. "You thanked me for your reward, but you didn't thanked me for the fuck and the food the food, slave boy. That's disrespectful. What did I tell you, slave boy?" "The one thing you demand of a slave is respect, Sir." Master Samuel was temporarily caught off guard by William's recital of his exact words. He quickly resumed his demeanor and said, "That's right, so now we are going to help you remember it next time." He sat down on the porch, took William across his knee and slapped him hard. William's mind went blank. Too much beating, torture, it was routine, nor a punishment. Master Samuel took him to the open air shower and cleaned him and said afterward, "I expect you to fuck ass this morning." That was when William realized it was nearly time for wrestling. "I expect my slave to give it 150%. I don't care what size your opponent is. Do you hear me?" "Yes, Sir." Master Samuel opened his crack and shoved a little dildo inside. "Good, keep the dildo inside your bowels, it will remember you of my order. Now get your tights." William ran to retrieve it and by the time he got back the boys and men were already parading to the lake. Most of them saw William's red ass before he had a chance to slip his singlet on over it. He couldn't sit on the floor. He sort of knelt down and tried not to press his ass too hard against his heels. Words and voices kept floating in his head: Jonathan saying, I'm Proud of you, Master Samuel just said, "demand respect," Suddenly he realized everybody was looking at him. He had casually been watching the wheel and he knew it hadn't stopped at Master Jonathan's name. Then suddenly he saw it was pointing to Master Samuel, and today he, not little Daniel, was Master Samuel's boy. He pulled himself together. Now it was Samuel's words alone which his mind repeated, 150%. I don't care what size he is. William stood and waited while the wheel was turned on the Laptop. It spun slowly losing momentum, slowing down and finally landing on Master Jonathan. Little Daniel got on the mat with his tight white briefs. The chant began. William stood there, thinking this was his chance to wipe out this sniveling rival who stole his Master from him. But fuck, this is no challenge, he could blow the kid over. What the hell do these people want, blood? Master Samuel had said 150%. I don't care what size he is. Does that include smaller sizes? And how can I give 150% to a job that only requires 5%. William took the neutral stance and looked at Daniel. Daniel copied him with comical results. Why doesn't he just give up now and be done with it? Does this kid really want his big daddy Jonathan to watch me mop the floor with him? Jonathan. His words came flooding back to William. Show respect to everybody, Master or slave. There is no honor in humiliating someone just for fun. Always allow them their self-respect. How can William do that? The chant continued, but it was mixed with a lot of laughter at the inequity of the match. William leaned forward and mouthed to Daniel: Trip me! He then lunged forward, Daniel placed his knee in front of William's leg and William went down. Daniel jumped on top of him for the pin. William thought this is fun. I get to fool this sorry crowd of hyenas and Daniel gets some self-respect. We both win. In the second set, William took the top role and the gears in his mind were turning. How can I take the fall this time? But it was too late. Daniel just collapsed under William. The match was now tied. In the third set, William was on the bottom. Daniel pranced around him punching his back with his fists like some sort of jungle drum. He pushed at William's arms. Nothing. At the legs. Nothing. William was a granite statue. At any moment he could have grabbed Daniel and pinned him. And he was almost ready to do that just to end the agony, when he got the idea. The crowd was yelling and laughing, so William said softly to Daniel "kick my balls." Daniel circled behind. Sure enough, in the bottom position, William's nut sack was an easy target. He swung his foot back and landed it squarely on his covered balls. William collapsed in a heap and Daniel got on him for the pin. William stood up to get out of his tights , then got in the doggy position, showing his still red ass to the world. little Daniel got behind him, pulled his undies down to his knees, and pointed his tiny cock at William's ass hole. There was no penetration of course, but he pumped his hips in imitation of all the fucking his young eyes had witnessed here. The audience was in hysterics. Someone even handed him the lube. Little Daniel was grinning from ear to ear, grinning even more than when he was riding on Jonathan's shoulders. After the wrestling, Master Samuel came over to William. "Come with me." He led him to the privacy of a stand of oaks. "I'm sorry, Sir." "Don't you apologize, slave boy." "I know, I lost. I didn't give 150%, Sir. I guess you didn't spank me enough, Sir." "Shut up, slave boy. Now listen carefully, slave boy," William faced the ground and mouthed the rest of the sentence as Master Samuel said it, "I'm only going to say this once." "Yes, Sir" "Yes, you did lose the match." "Yes, Sir" "And yes, you did not give 150% like you were told." "Yes, Sir" "You gave 200%." "Yes, S. . . huh?" "Don't play stupid with me, slave boy. I know how smart you are. What's the one thing I demand of a slave?" "Respect, Sir." "Yes, respect. And this morning you proved that you know all about that word. You showed respect for little Daniel, you showed respect for me, you showed respect for Master Jonathan, and you showed a hell of a lot of self-respect. I used you, trained you and couldn't really break you, I got your body, not your soul. I made you a sex toy for your friends, the slaves boys, my words and acts were humiliating and hard, you remained yourself. You are still intact and have self-respect. Also, a Master has limits, yet I will tell you. I admire you as a slave and as a human being. Master Samuel began taking his pants off. William's first thought was I will be fucked again, "Are you going to fuck me, Sir?" said William carefully using the word in a request, as instructed. "No, I'm not." William looked confused. "For one thing, your ass is still red and sore. I think my kid must have fucked you too hard." This was the first time William saw Master Samuel was really happy. "And for another thing, I'm not going to fuck you again, young man." Not slave, not boy, but young man. "William, get down on all fours, I will please you in another way." "Actually, I prefer the scissors position." "Don't push it, kid." They both laughed so hard that it was impossible for both of them to maintain an erection. "Save it, kid. Save it all, for your Master Jonathan." "Thank you, Sir." For some reason, Master Samuel ate hardly any lunch that day. In the pool, Little Daniel kept splashing water in William's face. And after swim time, William went running back to the best Master in the whole world, his formerly deposed god, Jonathan. Please let me know what you think at groeiutrecht@gmail.com and don't forget to donate to Nifty as they do an amazing job.