THE BOY AUSTIN : Chapter 3
I stayed in the corner, waiting and ready. It was our first day together since I was sold and I wasn’t sure what was needed of me. I watched as Master Legrand sat on the edge of his bed, filing through papers with a stern look on his face.
He was clearly ...
He was clearly someone important. Someone who had a lot of expectations on him. Responsibilities and demands. People obviously depended on him. I know how hard that can be. It was easy for me to give up, but I could tell this was a man who thrived on it. Still, I knew it wasn’t my job to simply admire him. It was my job to serve him.
Hours went by. He sat and worked the day away. I sat, still and obedient until I had a thought; maybe he needed a break. A distraction…
It was risky making such a bold move on my own. But I knew he’d correct me if I was wrong. Hopefully he wouldn’t trigger my decorated collar, but I didn’t like seeing my master so stressed!
Crawling from my corner like a puppy needing attention, I moved my way between his legs. He didn’t look up for his papers at first, but once I began to toy with his zipper, he looked down into my eyes. I could see a friendly smile meeting mine. He was amused and pleased. Yes! I was doing what he needed.
The tall man reached his long arm down, feeling my butt. The black bow tie collar and the black straps of my jockstrap were the only thing I was permitted to wear, so he had easy access to my hole. As he should… It’s his now! His hole to play with as he sees fit…
It felt good to have him tease me. His warm hands were a welcome reprieve from the open, cool air. I pulled out his cock, now rock hard and pointing up at my face. I pleased him, and it showed!
Taking him into my mouth, I felt his massive member hit the back of my throat. I had to settle my urge to gag at first. An urge that would too often make itself known. I had to work on that. I wanted to be better for him. Although every time I couldn’t contain my reflex, he seemed to get even harder. Perhaps he got off on seeing me struggle.
“Pop that butt for me,” he whispered. I did as he commanded, pushing my ass into his hand and arching my back. With his member in my mouth and his fingers on my hole, I was completely in his control.
This was what I always wanted, and experiencing total submission in that moment, I knew there was nothing more of a turn on! The jockstrap worked hard to contain my own erection, but as my master’s hands explored more of me, it was an impossible task.
Master Legrand pulled his cock out of my mouth and leaned back in bed. The papers he’d so carefully studied were now strewn about the side of the bed like discarded clothes. I was the sole focus of his attention now. It was a heady thing to consider! I was his property and he was now playing with me.
I crawled towards him, missing the feeling of his cock in my mouth. My sole purpose was to serve him. To worship him… To make him feel like the king he was. I made my way between his long legs and felt the warm, hard shaft make its home between my lips again.
With a mouth full of my master, I looked up at him again. He had a smirk that was undeniably sexy. He was a man of means and great power, and I was able to make him smile! I felt honored just to have his cock in my mouth, but I wanted to give him everything. He already owned it, but I wanted him to take it…
“That’s a good boy. Take off my pants.”
I obeyed his command, springing up from my position to pull gently on his fine clothes. The rich fabric was unlike anything I’d ever felt. I thought for a moment that I shouldn’t be allowed to handle something so fine, but then I saw the glistening saliva from my mouth drip down his long shaft onto the woolen material. I supposed then that my fingers were no worse.
With his pants off, I could see his balls hanging low. They were heavy, suspended by a long scrotum. I knew what they contained and what was coming. What they held so dear would be inside me once more. And it was everything in the world to me…
“Let’s see if this can fit inside you,” my master said playfully, holding up his cock straight in the air. It seemed impossibly large. Even bigger than it was before! He took off my jockstrap, peeling it off my narrow hips, as he pulled me forward. Straddling his legs, I felt his massive cock brush up against me, and I knew what I had to do.
Taking it into my hand, I could feel it was still wet from my mouth. I took a breath and placed it up against my hole. Remember my training, I relaxed my ass and slid it inside in one steady motion. Master Legrand’s eyes widened with delight, not just from the feeling of my warm insides wrapping around his throbbing cock, but also with the thrill of knowing that I could take him simply and without hesitation.
I felt him grow even larger inside me, stretching out my hole. He nodded and I began to do my duty, rocking back and forth on his bare cock, knowing that my only job now was to make him cum…
Fortunately, he belongs to an elite cadre of gentlemen who share similar tastes and desires--in particular, a desire for those who long to be owned. He loves the thrill of being worshipped by a truly submissive boy, not just someone playing a part.
As a member of this secret group, he’s able to indulge in his deepest fantasies with the most pristine, virginal boys without compromising his innate dominant nature.
Without knowing much about his sexuality, his daydreams are filled with thoughts of surrendering to strong, powerful men who would take care of him and tell him what to do. In fact, the very idea has been enough to get his young heart racing, his cock hard, and his hole twitch with anticipation. After a recent spate of bad luck, the boy found himself alone and on the street where he was recruited by Master Felix, groomed to become one of his prized possessions. The boy willingly submits to his new owners, turned on by the idea of becoming someone’s property and freed from the burdens of life without his beloved collar.