A Boy in Need to Surrender

A boy in need to surrender. Part 1 by Chaim groeiutrecht@gmail.com

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Last night I was on Grindr, it wasn't much of my interest this time, but it only takes one to catch one. I like checking out Grindr to see what is available. Oh yes, I know what I want, and I go after it when I see an interesting profile. I will pick out someone who might have possibilities, has potential, but mostly only one of them really meets my superior standards.

Believe me, I get my dates ever since I started dating. What are I'm looking for when I want to pick up a new boy?

I want him, a boy, to be very good looking. I mean, really outstanding and fit. I can pretty much get the ones I choose. Believe me, I can get whenever I want.

They don't have to be big but they definitely have to have some muscle tone with some definition showing. Skinny boys, didn't do it for me normally. I want to know that they are interested enough in their own bodies, that they spend regular time at the gym.

Few things turn me off, but fit young boys are made to service handsome muscle guys like me.

I'm in my late twenties, but often get mistaken for younger. Partly because of my short hair and partly because I have these sparkling blue eyes. In the summer I run and bike a lot and do mountain biking. In the winter I work out in the gym and swim. So I have a nice lean and muscular body. I guess I'm a pretty good looking guy. Well, my hook-ups say I am strikingly handsome by all standards. The kids must have to have some muscles for me to look at and hold on when I fuck them.

I like them young. Young and innocent, early in their development. Occasionally I will find someone who is in his late teens or twenty who fits my requirements. I want them young but old enough to have put on some muscle, but young enough to be inexperienced and ready to be trained. They have to learn how to service a real Master like me. Yes, I am a real Top, a Master, I'm dominant and will always be superior to them.

You need one to catch one and this one, Steven, was a cute thing with a smiling face and a toned boy chest. The boy told me he was twenty and bottom. The boy's picture was nice although looked younger to me. I like that as they look younger, maybe not even broke in yet. This boy looked good enough. He responded in about ten seconds and within five minutes we had a date fixed. We chatted some on whatsapp, that a must. I have to check their true desires. He told me he was a virgin. It's okay with me. A virgin, and I've had my share, no problem. It's not critical like some other points. I mean, training a virgin to service me is no different from training any other kid. They have to surrender to my needs and desires.

My profile is simple. Name displayed: Jock, Dominant Top, 29 and my body pic is shorts. About me: I need a boy to fuck.

I'm clear about my desires, to let them know how tough it could be. I just need a boy's willingness to suffer the consequences. The kid drool over that combination. I never mention bondage, sm and domination to him. I know their young minds and their need to get fucked. Mostly the boys try to resist me, and that's a good start, but they can't. My control over him will be a surprise. Their submission to me a shock. Believe me, but my power and control over them was a pleasant surprise and that was good. Their submission to me was a shock, but not really an unwelcome shock. When I knew this boy was so hot for me, he'd probably do anything just to be able to touch me. I let their deepest desires blossom. The desire to be controlled, to serve and to be fucked.

This boy was here to be hooked up and my type, so I made an instant decision that I was going to have him. I was going to have him now!

This date was his dream and he got excited. He wanted to come over and to have sex. I ended our chat and knew I hooked him up. Of course the boy could back out, some get too nervous, but that would be stupid. He would never have the opportunity again to live out his dreams of being abused by me. This time would be no difference.

Entering my apartment he was impressed. Well, I don't mind showing off, I don't hide my body, and I'm going to be noticed no matter what. I wore just a too short white wife beater, shorts and just sandals. The shorts were not skin tight but were just snug enough to show what I have.

He stood there and without hesitation I grabbed his firm butt cheeks and pulled him in, crotch to crotch. He leaned in for a kiss but I put my hand on his forehead and held his blonde head back.

"I'm just looking for an willing ass, boy. I need a fuck."

I said as I grabbed a hunk of his blonde hair and held him just inches away from my face and stared into his blue eyes. I held him there letting him know that I was totally in charge. I whispered in his ear,

"and you want to be my willing ass?"

his whole body shuddered and he may have shot in his jeans.

"Ohhh, shit,"

he moaned.

"Don't know."

I let go of his butt and simply said,

"You think I'm here to service your fantasies? You think I just fuck you for your pleasure?"

Suddenly I reached down and yanked at his boy balls, hard. My strong fingers kneading and mashing his balls. The boy groaned in pain, but he was helpless and enclosed by me and he could do

nothing to stop me. He couldn't escape me.

"I'm just get back from the gym, still sweaty and smelly, you like that?"

I asked, squeezing his ass and holding him in front of my face by his hair.

"I want you to lick the sweat off my body before I fuck you. You ready for that, boy?"

Believe me I was totally serious about it and meant what I said.

"Oh shit, man"

he gasped as I gave his ass a slap and then a squeeze. Oh yes, feeling his butt cheeks squeeze through my fingers in his tight jeans was one of the best feelings in the world. I smacked one of his cheeks again before jiggling them a little.

"Spit it out, boy,"

I growled at him.

"You ready for it?"

"Hey, man. Oh shit. Ah, yeah,"

he groaned, panting. I crammed my hand down inside his tight blue jeans, grabbing hold of his bare ass.

"You're going to like this, boy. I know you are. I can feel your butt quivering in anticipation already. That nice, hot butt waiting for a stud like me to fuck it!"

I slid my hands under his tight firm butt and knead and squeeze his ass cheeks with my strong fingers. I knew how to press his buttons. I was sure, I would use his butt to satisfy my need to fuck. I asked sternly,

"What's your name, boy?"

I squeezed his butt again, holding him tight to my strong body,

"I'm ahhh, Steven,"

he said.

"No, you're not. You're now my willing ass, and you'll call me: Sir."

"Oh shit, man,"

he gushed and I squeezed his firm ass again hard. Oh yes, I knew this boy was so hot for me, he'd probably do anything just to be able to touch me.

"Ahhh... Sir."

The boy stood firm as I ran my other hand over his chest and arms. I touched his nipples through the cloth of his shirt. I took his little boy nipples between my fingers and rolled the tips of my fingers over them. Squeezing them gently and tugging on them. This excited the boy even more. I whispered to him,

"No one else can bring you such pleasures. Only me! It doesn't matter where I touch you. The pleasure of my touch is so intense, so strong. It makes you feels so weak, so wonderfully weak. Feel it. Except your desire. You want me to touch you, don't you? You need me to touch you! When I touch you, your entire mind focuses on my touch. Nothing else exists except the electric flash of pleasure that my touch brings you."

He just groaned, he felt it. He got the message,

"I am going to pinch your nipples now. When I do, the pleasure will flow through your body. It will be a strong, intense sensation that will arouse you and make you feel so very, very good."

When I pinched his nipples, a shock of pain and pleasure went through his body. He trembled and groaned softly.

"Excellent. You are pleasing me so much, boy."

He looked at me, his begging eyes. Nothing could stop me. I gave myself access to his young boy's beautiful, fuckable body!

"Oh, jesus,"

The boy moaned as my strong hands pinched his boy nipples harder.

"Uh, it's starting to hurt. Ouch, it hurts, Sir!"

With each pinch, he would whimper and moan and his cock would pulse and drool more cock juice. He was staring at me, my body and lost in his lust.

"I do need this... it hurts. Ouch, Sir."

I smiled at him,

"Hurting is good. Feel how your cock likes it. Boy, you need this. "

Suddenly I groped his crotch again, feeling the overstuffed briefs in his jeans! Oh yeah, just touching his bulge which got even fuller as I teased him with thoughts of my cock! As he reached down to grab his cock, I pulled my hand out of his jeans and grabbed his hard boy cock in his swollen jeans. I didn't stroke him, just touched him there.

"More than anything else you want to come. You can feel the cum rising in your cock. That intense strong feeling. Stronger and more intense than it has ever felt in your life. You can't resist it now."

This was too much for him. He gave a final moan. My hands sprang away from his groin, he was hot. He was still breathing hard, his face was red with excitement.

"Oh shit. Ohhh, no!"

he moaned and there was now no question he was cumming in his jeans. Yes, the little fucker was cumming already!

Fuck, the kid shot his cum inside his jeans! I smiled and put my hand inside his soaked briefs and the boy groaned feeling my hand on his cock. He was soaked. He obviously shot a huge load in his jeans. Without touching himself. Well, the cum was oozing through the briefs he was wearing. Just feeling my body against his smaller frame was enough for him. Wow, he was a great catch!

I was sure the boy would probably cum a couple more times before this was over, but I didn't give a damn as long as he kept his hands away from his cock and concentrated on mine. He stood there still trembling, humiliated.

"Get naked!"

I ordered. The trembling boy unbuttoned his shirt and a very good developed chest became visible. I laughed as he unzipped his jeans and slid them off. I stuck my hand out and felt the bulge in his soaked briefs. Without hesitation, I wrapped my fingers around his hard cock. I slowly stroked it up and down in his wet briefs as he moaned softly with pleasure.

I raked my eyes up from his thighs to his smooth upper legs where his briefs outlined his package. He must have gone soft, because the tent in front of his briefs was quite small. There was no hint of hair around the edges of his briefs and I wondered if he shaved, it wouldn't surprise me. Well, I liked shaved boys. I grabbed his cock again, harder this time. The boy flinched and doubled over a little bit.

"I bet you really got off on that, didn't you?"

I said, rubbing my thumb over his sensitive cockhead. The kid shivered with excitement, wanting nothing more than to please me, his Master, this stud.

"I understand that, looking at a big guy like me, a real man. Made you hot, right?"

I was still gripping his cock tightly and pulling him down by it. All the while still rubbing my thumb over the head of his cock. Unable to support himself the kid reached out with both hands and caught my wide shoulders. My grip on his boy cock sent spasms through his body, until he couldn't take it anymore and nearly collapsed into me. I let go of his cock and smiled at him,

"Now do what I ordered,"

I said. I looked at his movements, while I licked his cum off my thumb.

"Get naked."

He dropped his briefs. Within one minute he stood in front of me butt naked. I could tell this was a breakthrough for him. He was finally getting it, taking my orders. I decided to reward him.

"Okay, that's a good boy. You're a horny little boy, aren't you?"

I gently brushed his blonde hair with my hand and patted him on the butt. Sometimes you have to be kind to them. He looked up at me. He could barely control his excitement while I rested my hand gently on his naked shoulder and stroked his skin gentle and softly. I decided to let him enjoy my unexpected affection. I don't feel that often, but I knew how much he needed it.

"Good, boy."

Some words of reward. Gentle and reassuring. I was amazed by several facts. First of all by the fact that he really did what I asked him to do without hesitation, he was a sub by nature. Secondly that this boy really was a hot little number. He was well build, toned and obviously a visitor of the gym. The kid's body was trained and kept in great condition.

"Don't touch yourself, boy,"

I said, now jerking both of his hands behind him and snapped on the cuffs. The shackles on his wrist cuffs were clamped together in the middle of his back.

"You and me gonna get along just fine, boy."

I said, finally giving him a smile and giving his butt a squeeze. I got on behind him pressing my roaring hard-on into his cuffed hands.

"Grab on, boy"

I said and promised him,

"You're about to get the ride of your life."

The kid shivered with a perverted hunger as he looked up at me, anxiously waiting for me to give him my cock. I was sure he couldn't believe my size as he felt it in his cuffed hands. I grinned at him,

"Good boy."

Let me tell you, this kid was a one in a million bottom boy for a dominant stud like me. We were obviously perfect for me. And I mean perfect for my use and need. I damn well knew how to be dominant Master and this kid seemed to be a very talented submissive slave boy. There was no doubt that the nastier I was with him, the more he was going to like it. Pulling him to his feet, I lifted him and lay him down on my bed. I pushed him on his back. and I started to undress myself.

I let him gaze at my body as I took off my wife beater, revealing my washboard abs, tensing with each move I made. As I worked my way up, I could see him drooling, and his eyes lit up even more as I revealed my pecs, massive from hours of benches at the gym. As I peeled my shirt off, I could hear a gasp as he saw my arms. They were in good shape, believe me.

"You're going to get this soon."

I said and stripped from my shorts, my blood pumping and my cock throbbing as I saw him staring at my crotch. In one fluid motion I pushed my briefs down, and my cock bounced up against my six pack. He started to drool at my cock, my defined legs, and my loaded balls.

"Now, where should I put this?"

I asked stepping to the end of the bed, I knew the answer. He was here to get fucked, and he would get it all the way, my way. I slapped his ass.

"You are just my little slave. I'm going to show you what I like."

he groaned, and my cock twitched.

"Get on the bed,"

The boy crawled on all fours, his ass in the air. I grinned softly. I bent down and unfastened his cuffs. I wanted to see his cock right there in front of me and look at his face too.

So I ordered,

"Turn over boy and lie on your back, knees up. Wider!"

He lay down, open, willing to take everything, his smooth legs spread wide.

"Yeah, that's it."

Puckery little ass hole. Cock hard but hanging to one side, with a big string of pre-come smeared across his stomach. Now I could see his innocent face as well. I wasn't through with this kid yet. Not for a long time.

Maybe he thought I was going to fuck him right on the spot and in a strange way he feared that moment, but the boy smiled at me, I pulled his smooth legs up, opening his ass for my assault. The boy was looking up at me with absolute adoration showing on his face. I hadn't even fucked him yet but it seemed that he'd already fallen in love with me.

"How about it? You want your Master's big cock up your sweet little ass?"

"Oh yes, please yes Sir"

he gushed. Hell, as big as I am, he had to know it was going to hurt, but he wanted it desperately. The boy passionately wanted me to dominate him and fuck him, and evidently didn't care if it hurt. In fact I think he wanted it to hurt, real submissive boys like that. A good submissive expects and craves pain in order to give his Master the most enjoyable experience imaginable, and this kid was one hell of a sub.

"Tell me boy. Tell me how bad you want me to fuck you."

"Please, Sir,"

he whispered.

"Please what boy?"

I asked sternly.

"Please fuck me, Sir."

"Yeah? You want me to take your boy pussy? You really want my cock in that little tight boy ass of yours?"

He said it, but not loud an clear enough for my taste. I want my boys to beg for it.

"Oh yes, Master. Please, Master."

I waited. It's a good start but I was not satisfied. His voice grows louder.

"Please Sir. Please fuck me. Please take my ass. I need it."

I wait a little longer until he starts to fear that I'm done with him.

"Please, Sir"

With the last word I was satisfied. Man, I love to hear a bottom beg.

"Okay, boy. Coming up."

I dripped a big wad of spit down onto his ass crack and rubbed it around before jamming my thumb into him.

"Uggg,"

he grunted, he coulldn't resist me. Oh, this was serious shit. If he was going to groan just from my thumb, he had no idea what my cock was going to do to him. I spit again and crammed two fingers into his tight boy hole.

"Uggg,"

he groaned again, but I was ready to go. I wanted to fuck!

I spit onto my hand, rubbed it up and down my cock, took aim at his little pucker, and pushed. There ain't nothing that can withstand my battering ram when it's hot and ready so as I pushed, his hole slowly opened up to accommodate its enormous size. He screamed,

"Yeeeaaaoooh."

"That's okay, boy. Go ahead and scream for me!"

I said as I kept pushing. It was doubtful anybody was around here, but even if they were, they wouldn't say anything. This was definitely not the first time they'd heard screams coming from my apartment. He screamed again as the head of my big cock popped into his tight hole.

"Yeeeaaa. Please, please, please!"

he groaned and started panting fast in huge gasps, trying to lessen the pain.

"Please what, fuck ass? I'm sure you don't mean to say please stop!"

Whatever, I sure wasn't about to quit now. I did stop for a moment, giving him a chance to adjust to my cock that had just opened him up.

"This is the most pleasant thing you will feel in your life. Yes feel my cock in your little boy hole. You will feel even more, much more."

Then I pushed some more. He kept groaning, almost yelling so I finally put my hand over his mouth to muffle it somewhat. There's no doubt in my mind that he wanted this but he just hadn't realized how really big my cock was, and how hard it was going to be to take it. But I knew he'd adjust soon enough, so pulling back an inch, I pushed in again. He was still groaning in pain,

"Ohh no,"

he gasped as I started a slow fuck, pushing in and out and moving gradually deeper with each thrust. The boy looked up at me with pain showing in his face and I gave him a big grin as I kept up my slow fuck. He damn well knew I was enjoying his pain. And yes, hell yes, I was. Seeing that look of torment on a kid's face while I'm forcing my boner up his ass makes me hotter than hell. And then, finally, I was there, deep into his ass with all inches and I just held it there.

I started to thrust more violently, pulling out a little and thrusting a little more each time, listening to him moan, feeling his ass wrapped around my massive throbbing cock, getting harder by the second as I used his tight hole. He wanted me, he needed me, and a rough fucking, and that's exactly what I was giving him. But it wasn't enough.

The boy's yelling changed to moaning so I removed my hand. Then the moaning turned to a hum. Just like that, a hum. He made a pleased hum to show that he liked the feeling which changed into soft muttered words,

"Oh, it hurts, Master."

and louder,

"Oh yeah, it hurts."

exclaiming,

"Oh yeah. Ohhhhh."

Let me tell you this kid was an absolute gem! I could see in his face that the pain was excruciating, but he was loving it. He was loving the pain, he was relishing it. Oh fuck yeah. This is what every Master lusts after from a slave. A perfect masochist.

"Look at me, boy,"

I said,

"Look at your Master as he fucks you."

He opened his eyes and looked up but was still showing pain in his face.

"Tell me you like it, pussy boy. Tell me you like it,"

I said.

"Oh, shit yeah, sir. I love it!"

he groaned softly but again he got louder,

"Oh yes Sir! I love it, I love it."

This kid was an absolute gem, his hot little ass was tighter than a drum so I know he'd never had a cock like mine up there before. I also knew it was hurting him like hell, but he was reveling in it. Yes, he was loving it. I reached down and slapped his face.

"Oh shit, baby. Tell your Master you love his cock. Tell me"

I crooned and slapped him again.

"Oh yes, oh yes, oh yes"

he gasped and damned if he didn't start to shoot.

"Ohhh, ohhh, ohhh, Master. I'm cumming."

"You little bitch,"

I laughed and slapped him once more and then started really ramming my cock to him. Feeling all of my power and domination being poured into my thrusts. My domination making me push in even harder and faster. I worked myself all the way in and by the time his ass had engulfed my whole cock. I was pounding away like a jackhammer, not caring what he was doing or saying, just letting my emotions guide me. I knew then that this was what I needed. It wasn't only the sex. The domination of another young man. That was what got me off. The corruption of an innocent. The naked power. That's what I always need.

So, he was still in the throes of his ejaculation, panting, exhausted, but I didn't give a fuck. My only interest was that tight ass and the growing feeling building up in my loaded balls. As his ejaculation finished he reached up and started rubbing his hands over my slabs of pectoral muscle.

"Oh, Master. Yes, yes, yes. Fuck me please. Fuck me hard."

The little shit was not only loving the pain, he wanted more, so I slapped him again, hard, rammed into him as hard as I could. I buried my cock to the root in the boy's hole, short pubic hairs pressed against the boy's creamy cheeks.

"Ah! Fuck, yes!"

With a grunt I pulled my cock out before slamming it balls deep again.

The kid screamed!

"Oh god yes, Sir! Breed me! Breed me deep, Sir! Breed me like the little cum bitch I am!"

The boy groaned,

"Oh god yes!"

I pounded him, pulling all the way out before slamming back in, so long dicking the kid. He grunted as I slapped his ass hard over and over again. I grabbed his hair, pinched his nipples. Fucking him sent wave after wave of pure animalistic pleasure through my body. I howled as I grabbed his hair and almost pulled him up off my bed in uncontrolled ecstasy.

"Shit!"

The boy was breathing heavily. He was coming to the end of his powers. His ass must be as sore as hell. I increased my speed and the boy was biting the pillow in front of him.

I was kneading his nipples now and he was on fire. Using the very last of strength in his body, to squeeze his sphincter around my cock.

"Shit!"

I howled again as I fired into his little boy ass. My orgasm was intense as I released shot after shot of my man cum into the boy's body. My cum filled the boy's guts, coating his ass, filling his insides. The boy's body was flooded with a huge injection of my power.

"Yes, yes, yes, yes! Thank you! Thank you Sir!"

Fuck that was good! This little slut was for this very moment my new favorite and the bitch. He clearly loved it. The only problem was going to be resisting the urge to fuck the boy again. I withdrew my cock from the boy's reddened and inflamed ring. A dribble of cum leaked out and trickled down the boy's legs.

"Sir! Please!"

He howled, since I was about pulling his blonde hair out by the roots in my wild frenzy, but I could see there was a grin on his face.

This little kid would take any kind of abuse, and I mean any, as long as he was being dominated by a hot Master. Letting go of his hair, I grabbed his legs, pushing them wide, giving him the splits, and actually lifting his ass well up off the bench as I slammed into him one final time.

And after my final shot, I just kind of wilted down on top of him. I stayed there for only a moment getting my breath back, and then lay down on the floor and pulled him on top of me. He tried to kiss me on the lips but after my ejaculation I wasn't in the mood to cuddle so I turned my head. So he kissed my cheek, my neck and then my shoulder. And very slowly he started moving down my body, covering my chest with light kisses, and then my abdominals and finally my still hard cock. As it gradually started to soften he licked up and down my cock, lapping up every bit of the leftover cum. Looking up at me with those pretty-boy eyes he said,

"Master. that was the best fuck I've ever had."

Still looking up at me to see my reactions, he took my dick in his mouth and started sucking on it. I said earlier that he seemed to be quite a cocksucker, and now he was evidently trying to prove to me how good he really was. Although I wasn't fully hard, he had to be taking all my inches as he mashed his nose into my crotch.

"Okay, kid, that's enough,"

I said as I pushed his blonde head back.

"You sure, Sir?"

he asked, eager to please me again.

"Sorry kid. It is important that you know what your are. You are a boy toy, a cum bitch, a pussy boy and slave boy. We had a date. You served me very well, but I don't look for friendship with benefits nor a lover."

He blinked his eyes and I saw a wave of sadness and disappointment sweeping over his cute face. I added,

"I've got to take a shower and then I've got things to do."

He looked at me with those begging eyes,

"Please, sir. Please, Master."

I swear he was like a little puppy, wagging his tail and looking at me and actually shaking with anticipation. So I let him give me a shower, allowing him to have the thrill of his life by feeling up my muscles.

"How about being a good puppy?"

Wow, that wasn't what he was expecting. I moved his muscled leg a little faster moving up and down and then from side to side, rubbing the front of my leg against his hard cock. He did what comes naturally.

"Hump my leg, bitch. I want you to bust a nut like a little slut boy."

Always one to follow directions he reached out with my hands and held on to my thigh. The boy started humping up and down on my leg. It was the oddest thing imaginable and I laughed,

"That's it. You like that, humping like a little dog."

The boy was humping up and down on my leg. He panted, moving faster, and before I knew it, I could tell he was close to coming. He opened my mouth wider and groaned,

"Sir!"

As he shot his boy load on my legs and feet. My little hook up had really drained himself like a puppy dog. He had to wash my legs a second time after he ejaculated on them the first time. I stood there powerful, looking at my little sub boy. Nothing pleased me more than standing over my kneeling boy, watching him, even tremble slightly, as he waited in anticipation. I loved looking down and seeing that look in his begging eyes, a look of nervousness, created by the knowledge that he could very shortly find himself in the process of being mercilessly fucked again, but it was also the look of total, unconditional submissiveness. I said to him,

"Look at you, waiting patiently for me to give you the go ahead, but in reality you can't wait to feel my hot rod inside that little ass of yours, can you? You fucking love it when I'm pounding the inside of your ass with my big cock, don't you? Tell me, little bitch."

I laughed as he simply asked,

"Whatever you ask, Sir. May I ask what you was doing later or tomorrow?"

I gave him a noncommittal answer. He gave me his telephone number before he left and begged me to call him later. I mean, he was a damn good fuck and certainly worth a second go-around, but I'd already had him, hadn't I?

But he got me horny and if I'm in the mood. I want more. Much more.

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