Date: Tue, 2 Aug 2011 16:59:11 -0700 (PDT) From: Eric Sorenson Subject: Trianing my son, Leif Chapter 2 Training my son Leif Chapter 2 By Eric Sorensen The usual disclaimers apply. Feel free to contact me about the story at ericborjn@yahoo.com. From Chapter 1 ... I was now ready for Leif's big day to begin. Then I crept up stairs and sure enough he was on the net and naked. I listened for the right words to make my entrance. They came soon enough. I heard Leif say "OK daddy, I'm naked what next. The voice then told him to "start jacking". I gave him about 30 seconds then busted in. "What the hell is going on here?!" I demanded. "Dad, it's not what you think..." Leif shrieked. "Looks like it is just what it looks like to me" I bellowed. I reached over and shut off the computer then looking as stern as I could I told him "I want to see you in my study in 10 minutes...no sooner and no later...and don't bother to get dressed." I commanded. Then I walked out of his room. I went to my study and closed the door. Chapter Two After a few minutes there was a hesitant knock. I told him to come in. He was naked as ordered and clearly knew he was in trouble. "Son", I began, "is there something you need to tell me? Like what that was all about?" "DAD, it was nothing, I was just messing around." Leif said, clearly knowing that that was not going to hold water. Leif started to sit in the chair in front of my desk at this point but I stopped him. "Stay right where you are boy; when I want you to sit I will tell you to." I commanded. "How long have you been doing shit like this son?" "This was the first time, dad, honest." Leif told me. Now I had him. Is that so, boy? Well then can you explain these? I then pushed over several pages of chat logs over to him that put the lie to that statement. At this point he began to tear up. I, however, went on. "What about this porn I found on your computer?" I asked, shoving several pages of photos over to him. I then picked up the last page, which contained my trump ace and began to read aloud. "Josh, I wish I could get my dad to take control of me like the dad in that story...I really want to be a slave boy, being told what to do, how to do it, when to do it, where to do it... I imagine dad controlling everything, what I wear, how I cut my hair, when or even if I get sex, everything...I wish he would spank me too, no I don't really mean I wish, I mean I need him to...I want to suck his cock...what him to take my cherry ass...you know the whole ball of wax." Leif by this time was in tears. Son, why didn't you just come and talk to me? Tell me what you needed, instead of telling josh all about it, or putting yourself out onto the Internet, or whoring around in a restroom at the skate park. "Well son, as of right now you are going to get everything you need and want right here at home. There are going to be a lot of new rules around here and you will be punished if you break them." I then went over to the credenza and got the slave collar out. As I walked over to him I made plenty sure he could clearly see what I had in my hand. Then looking him straightly in the eyes I commanded him: "Kneel, boi!" I then fastened the collar around his neck, not too tight but not at all loose either. Then I handed him the padlock. "You lock this on son, and in that way you will be showing me that this is what you really want and need." The sound of the lock clicking closed was a sound that made my cock even harder that it had been, and I was already fairly hard. "Now then son, stand up, I want to have a look at my new boi." I then went and sat back down at my desk. Leif had suddenly become a little shy. He had placed his hands over his genitals. "Hands down boi! There is nothing there that I have not seen before. Rule number one: You will never try to cover yourself up. Rule number two: When you are at home, either in the house or in the back yard, you will be naked at all times unless I order otherwise. There are more rules to come boi, but for now we need to deal with what you have been doing and the lies you have just told me." I then went at got the paddle off the credenza. Over my desk boi! Bend over, legs and arms spread wide." I was quite a sight to see my son all spread out like that. His cock and balls hanging down over the edge and his tight little hole all pink and puckered. Suddenly I was transported back to my frat days. Back then I was the boi spread out on the desk with my big brother seated behind me looking at all I had to offer, while I awaited the paddling I knew was coming. Mark (my big brother), took his time before he started but did indeed give me that paddling, and many others as well. It seemed kind of strange to me I began my slavery to Mark with being bent and spread over a desk, and now my own son, Leif, was about to being his journey into slavery in the same way. "You know you want, need, and deserve this son, I expect you to take it like a man." I then began to paddle Leif's ass long and hard. He was fully crying when I finally stopped at about 100 swats but his cock was fully hard. "Go, stand over in front of the desk son, we have some things to talk about. He went and did as I had told him, his hard cock pointing the way. "What is that thing sticking out from between your legs boi? My cock...err...my penis, dad" he responded. "Wrong answer boi; men have cocks and penises...bois have pee-pees! Now then what is that thing sticking out from between your legs?" I repeated. "My pee-pee dad." "From now on you will address me as Master, Sir or Daddie...nothing else!" "Yes, Sir" he responded. Now go back to your room and gather up all of your undershorts, both clean and dirty, and bring them back here...go!" He was back in less than 5 minutes with an arm full of undershorts. I pushed the trashcan toward him and told him to put them all in there. I then went and got the panties I had gotten him and set them down on the desk. "Leif, you will be wearing these from now on, that is when ever I allow you to wear anything under your cloths." Yes, Daddie". He replied. "We will talk more about rules later, however, son, for now there is a pressing need we need to take care of." I then stood up and my hard cock would have been hard to miss. "Get over here boi and suck your Master's cock...NOW!' Leif was on his knees in front of me in a heartbeat. He fumbled a bit getting my belt and jeans undone. But soon they were down and my boxers followed. What followed may not have been my number one best blowjob ever but it was at the very least in the top 5. Leif did his best to please me and was rewarded for his efforts. I filled his mouth to over flowing with my jizz. He swallowed ever drop like a champ. When I finally recovered I patted him on the head and sat back down. "Your training, boi, will begin later today. For now, we need to tend to you and do a little clean up, so that you look like the boi you want and need to be. Then I am going to pick that cherry that is so ripe in that ass of yours." This is the end of part two. If you would like the hear what happened next drop me a line at ericborjn@yahoo.com If there is interest in this story I will continue it.