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Available Youth Fantasy
Review: Black bodybuilder KT received 'ash' and 'ebon' from his grandmother: 'ash' makes people become attracted to him, and 'ebon' makes them into groveling slaves. Since high school KT has been traveling the world living off of 'ash' recipients. However, although it wasn't supposed to, it seems that 'ash' grows stronger over time and the attraction becomes extreme. In chapter six, KT has been offered a job at the barracks, a facility for wayward teenage boys.
Chapter Seven
So, yeah, of course I accepted the job. How could I not? I certainly didn't need a job, and I didn't want a job either. I was perfectly happy with my current lifestyle, but this offer was beyond belief. They were going to serve up an almost unlimited number of young virgin white boys for my pleasure and they were going to pay me for it. Jesus Christ, this was almost unimaginable.
As I've already said, I decided that this was the perfect place to use my 'ash'. There won't be any requirement for discipline and punishment if every one of the boys is attracted to me and willing to do anything to keep me happy. What could be more perfect?
However, I have to have my fun first. I've already told you of my likes and dislikes. I like youth, I like pretty boys, I prefer my boys small and hunky, I love virgins, and, of course, I'm partial to white boys. And, let me say this softly: what really enthralls me is taking (not-completely-willing) boys by force.
Now put all those things together. I love fucking young, rather small well-built pretty boys. And, oh yeah, I like `em white, white boys. And virgin is best. I mean, there just ain't nothing quite like sticking my dick into a young kid and knowing that my dick is the very, very first dick to enter that hole of his and I'm the one introducing him to the pleasures of man meat. And if the kid ain't quite willing and I have to use some muscle to control him and force him to my will, the sex is nothing less that awesome. You simply cannot imagine how fantastic it is to (dare I use the word?) 'rape' a pretty young virgin, a pretty young white boy virgin.
"You're acting like a kid in a candy store, KT" Brice laughed. "I swear, you're absolutely glowing." They had just arrived home from the Barracks. KT had sat down on the sofa and Brice got on his knees in front of him. "Well, of course I'm excited, and of course, I'm nervous" KT said. "I know you have no experience, no matter what I put in your resume, and you haven't studied psychology either" Brice said. "However, that shouldn't be that big of a problem since you're going to use 'ash', but have you decided how you're going to use it?" "Yeah, pretty much. I thought it all out on the plane when I flew in yesterday." "Well, good. Tell me." "Well, I've thought through an orientation plan, where I talk to them and tell them what I expect from them and stuff. Then I'll get them individually and let 'em know who's boss. Maybe work 'em over a bit." "But you've got 'ash'. You don't need to do that." "Hey, I'm independent, like you said. I can do anything I want." "Well, of course. But ...." "I like beating kids up" KT said. "I like the look of fear in their eyes after I've slapped them around a bit." "But .... But ...." "I'll give them 'ash' later, but I'll have my fun first. I intend to get me a lot of virgin white boy ass." "You're going to fuck them?" Brice asked. "Well, of course I'm going to fuck them, dumb ass. What in the hell am I here for?" KT said. "Why did you invite me?" "Well, I .... I .... Actually, I ...." Brice sputtered. "I wanted you here. I wanted you here living with me. I love you, KT." Brice was on his knees in front of KT and now put his hands on his massive thighs. "I love you, KT" he repeated. "Oh fuck, Brice" KT moaned. "Will you stop it. You don't love me. You're hetero." "Hetero, spetero, I don't care what the word is, I love you, KT" Brice pleaded as he leaned forward and gave KT a kiss on each knee. "I love you." "Listen, damn it" KT snapped. "I agreed to move in with you, but I didn't sign up for this shit. I've got options." "No, no, no, KT" Brice said. "I want you here. You loved it when you were here last year." "Yeah, but you were not being an asshole last year. So, behave or I'll call Shawn and move in with him." Shawn, KT's surrogate father lived close by, but he tended to tyrannize those around him so KT knew it wouldn't be the best move to live there. "You know he wants me." "I know he wants your ass" Brice said. "You know it too. Please, KT, stay here with me. I'll take care of everything. Please, please." "I'll stay if you'll stop this shit" KT said. "But I can't help it" Brice said. "I love you so much. I just want to be with you, I want to touch you, and I want you to love me back." "Well, I don't love you back" KT said bluntly. "Now stop this shit." As he stood up, he put a hand on Brice's face and gave him a hard push, almost knocking him over backwards. "Just stop it" he barked, "After Emil, I don't think I can take this anymore." "KT, KT, please" Brice pleaded and grabbed him, putting his arms around his thighs and holding on. "Don't be mad. I do love you. I really do." Now KT was getting pissed. Grabbing Brice by the hair, he slapped him across the face and then pushed him hard, knocking him over backwards this time.. "Get the hell away from me" he said as he stepped away. Brice went after him, crawling on hands and knees and grabbed his ankles. "Please KT. You've got to love me. You've got to." "What the fuck" KT snapped as Brice bent down and started kissing his feet, his shoes. "Do anything, KT, anything" Brice said in between his kisses. He was really pleading now. "Fuck me, use me, beat me, anything, KT. I want you." "Jesus fucking Christ" KT blurted out as he put his hand under Brice's neck and jerked him up and hit him again, hard. "You little piece of shit. Stop it." "Yeeaaooh" Brice screeched, but he reached forward and grabbed KT around the thighs again and hugged him tight. "I want you, KT" he yelled through his tears. "I need you, I love you." "I said, stop it" KT yelled back at him as he tried to peal Brice off of his thighs. "Damn it, stop it." "I need you, I need you" Brice yelled as he held on for dear life. "KT, please." "God damn it. Will you fuckin ...." KT spouted in anger. But then he paused and took a deep breath, trying to control his anger. He just hesitated for a moment. "Well, shit" he finally said as he decided to give in to the inevitable. "Alright already. Alright, alright." He grabbed Brice's arms and finally jerked him loose from his thighs. "Get my dick out" he said. Brice pulled back and reached up and tried to undue KT's belt, but he was so frantic that he couldn't manage it, seemingly all thumbs, "Jes-sus" KT said in disgust, as he pushed Brice's hands away and unfastened his belt himself. Undoing his shorts, he pulled them, along with his underwear, down and off, slipping his shoes off at the same time. Before he could even stand back up Brice was on him, putting his arms around his thighs again and burying his face in his crotch. "Thank you, KT. Thank you, thank you, thank you" came the muffled remarks from Brice as he kissed away at KT's crotch. KT lifted his shirt up and off, and then just looked down at his fawning lackey frantically kissing his crotch. "You little piece of shit" he said in exasperation, and jerking Brice's head back by the hair, he hit him again across the face. Then he just held him there, forcing him to look up at him. Brice's face was red, both cheeks now, his tears and slobber were smeared all over his face, and he was sobbing. "You little piece of shit" KT repeated as he looked Brice in the eye. And, his dick began to grow, beginning to rise up like a cobra. "Please, KT. Fuck me, use me, beat, me. I want it. I want you" Brice cried. "Get my socks off" KT growled at him as he let go of his hair. Brice dropped to the floor and pulled KT's socks off. "Worship" KT ordered him. Without any question Brice started licking and kissing KT's feet with abandon. Almost frantic in his actions, trying to show KT his intense need and his total devotion. KT just stood there watching for a few minutes as Brice groveled at his feet. And then he actually smiled. He knew Brice was going to be a real pain in the ass and it was going to be hell to try to keep him at arm's length, but there was something really delightful about a man, a very attractive young man, cowering at his feet, a servile bootlicker begging to be used and abused. His dick kept growing. "Get my belt" KT said. Brice raised up and looked up at him, momentarily puzzled. KT pointed to his shorts lying on the floor. Brice grabbed them and removed the wide black belt and handed it up to KT. KT jerked Brice's head back by the hair and fastened the belt around his neck. He then turned and headed for the bedroom. Brice was momentarily dragged until he got his hands and knees going and started to crawl along after him. "Get naked" KT said when they arrived in the bedroom. He dropped the belt and lay down on the bed while Brice frantically ripped his clothes off. Yes, frantically, since he was so keyed up and aroused, so it was only seconds before he was naked. "Give me the belt" KT said, so Brice handed him the end of the belt. KT immediately jerked it, tightening it around Brice's neck and yanking his head up close. Holding him there KT looked him in the eye. "You're a real shit" he said. "Do you know that?" Brice stared back but did not respond. KT hit him, a good healthy slap. Brice let out a yell: "yeeaaooh. Please, KT Please." "Call me Master" KT snapped. "Okay, yes, yes. Master" Brice blurted out. "Master." 'What do you want?" KT growled at him as he stared into his eyes. "Tell me.." "I want .... I want .... you. I want you, Master. I want you to .... to .... to use me, to hurt me, to fuck me. I love you Master." "To hurt you, is that right? You want me to hurt you." "Please, Master, yes, yes." "You little shit" KT chuckled. Yes, chuckled; he was starting to enjoy Brice's debasement. "You really do want it. So okay, beg for it. Go ahead and beg." "Please, Master. Use me. Abuse me. Do whatever you want to me. I love you. I want you." "Beg" KT said. "Please, Master. I beg of you. I'm begging you to fuck me, to use me. Have your way with me." KT laughed aloud. "Okay, okay" he said. "I seem to remember you gave me a couple really great blowjobs when I was here last year. Show me you can still do it." He let go of the belt. Brice moved down and gave KT's now very hard dick a quick kiss and then took it into his mouth. "Calm down, cocksucker, don't rush it" KT said. "Do it just like before. Make me feel good." Brice did know how to give a good blowjob but he also knew he was overly excited at the moment. Backing off of the dick, he took a couple deep breaths, trying to calm himself down and concentrate on the job at hand. He gave the big dick a couple kisses and a lick and looked up at KT. "Thank you. Thank you, Master." And now he got to work. Worship. Complete and total worship of KT's big fat schlong. Kissing it and licking it and rubbing his nose against it for a couple minutes before taking in back into his mouth. Then good slow sucking with lots of tongue action, taking only about half the monster in his mouth but paying special attention to the bulbous head which he knew KT would love. He continued this for ten or fifteen minutes. Glancing up he noticed that KT had closed his eyes and put his hands behind his head, relaxing and beginning to enjoy the blowjob. Then Brice swallowed the dick. Very slowly, actually in slow motion, he let the monster sink into his throat until his nose was jammed into KT's hairy crotch. He just held it there and swallowed a couple times. "Mmmmm" he heard from KT, and was thrilled to hear that sound of enjoyment. His own dick gave a jolt in excitement and then he pushed his face even harder into KT's crotch trying to force the cock even deeper, giving KT even greater pleasure. When he could hold out no longer he pulled back, took a deep breath and did it again. And then again. And then once more, each time cramming the monster as deep as it would go and holding it. KT's moaning with each thrust was music to Brice's ears. "You have the most beautiful cock in the world, Master" he whispered as he finally pulled back. Deep throating is great but it is not everything. He gave the prick a couple kisses, and then started to give KT the best blowjob on the planet. Brice was basically straight so he had not given many blowjobs; only four to be exact. Twice to KT and once each to two other friends when he was younger. But he was a natural. He instinctively knew what it took to give a great blowjob, and he got busy right now proving it. He glanced up at KT occasionally, seeing his eyes closed but noticing from the look on his face, that he was really enjoying it. KT even spoke a couple times: 'yeah, baby, yeah' he murmured as Brice sucked away. As expected, when KT began to pant, obviously getting close to cuming, he grabbed Brice's head and took over. Speeding up, he started jamming Brice's head up and down on his dick and started moaning loudly: 'oh, oh, oh, oh' as he went. After a moment or so he moaned one final time and crammed Brice's head down hard while forcing his hips up to meet him. "Yeeeaaaoooh" he screamed as he fired into Brice's throat. "Ohhhh Shiiiiit.." There was nothing Brice could do except try to hold on for dear life, allowing KT's cum to shoot directly down his throat. He wanted to choke but he dared not, not wanting to make a fool of himself and disappoint KT. KT screamed through the first four shots before he let go of Brice's head and allowed him to pull back. Brice pulled up gasping frantically for breath as KT's cum kept shooting, but now shot up onto his abs. KT didn't say anything as he fired his final shot, but as Brice watched, he seemed to show the faintest smile on his face. He then closed his eyes again. Brice got a really warm feeling seeing that look of pleasure on KT's face, knowing he had pleased him. As he began to recover his breath he dutifully licked up the cum which had landed on KT's stomach. "Yes, you do remember how to suck cock" KT said sweetly as he looked down at Brice. "Thank you, Master" Brice said softly. "I loved it. I loved doing it for you. I love you, Master." "You little shit" KT said, his smile changing to a frown. "You fuckin won't give it up, will you?" He reached down and rubbed his hand over Brice's face for s moment and then slapped him, not hard, but just enough to sting. "You are one fuckin mess." This didn't seem to faze Brice in the least, as he raised up on his arms and looked into KT's face. "May I kiss you, Master?" he asked. "Fuck no" KT growled at him. "But you can kiss my ass." He rolled over. "Go ahead, kiss my ass." Brice was surprised, because this was something new. He was absolutely mad for KT and would do anything for him, but kissing his ass was a stretch. "Well? Get your goddamn face in there" KT snapped at him as he reached back, grabbed Brice by the hair and jerked his face into his ass. Accepting that if KT wanted it, he wanted it too, Brice gave the ass cheek a kiss, and then the other one. KT gave a jerk on his hair, and forced his nose into the crack. "Kiss it, motherfucker, kiss it" KT ordered him. Without further objection Brice gave the crack a kiss, and then another. "Oh, yeah" KT said. With that remark of pleasure, Brice got busy licking and kissing up and down KT's ass crack, and, after receiving instructions, jammed his tongue into the hole. KT moaned softly with pleasure which really turned Brice on, so he went at sucking his ass with a vengeance, wanting to do whatever it took to make KT happy. "Give me half an hour and then maybe I'll fuck you" KT said as he spread his legs wide allowing Brice more access to his ass. "Just keep that tongue busy." Brice was very happy to oblige. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Now, how do I begin. I have twenty-six kids to deal with, some of them almost my own age. Of course, I'm twice their size, but sometimes strength isn't everything. So, do I give all of them 'ash' to begin with so that they'll all become my servants? All of them craving my attention and willing to do anything to keep me happy? Or would that be a cop-out; too easy? Here's the thing: for the past couple years I'd been cruising and finding kids who are wild about my spectacular body and I take them home and fuck them. Black bodybuilders are like magnets for young white boys, particularly in Europe, drawing them like flies, and with my spectacular good looks I tended to be surrounded by them. So, I'd pick up two or three or even more kids a day, hundreds of kids, uncountable, worshipful kids. And I fucked every damn one of them. But, believe it or not, even that can get boring. Oops, hold on. Maybe not boring. Jesus, I love to fuck, so boring is not the word. Perhaps 'tame' is a better word. Endless worshipful kids, always the same. The fact is, these kids were attracted to me, they wanted me desperately, and since I'm damn near perfect in looks and body, they were thrilled to be picked up by me, picked up by a god. They knew I'd be in charge and they knew I'd be demanding. With all these muscles they knew I'd demand worship, and they were generally euphoric when I allowed them to worship. So, there was no challenge. Okay, so I'd slap them around some just for the fun of it, but they didn't care. They expected it from me, and they were actually proud of their bruises when I was done with them and probably showed them off to their friends. I've tried taking them two or three at a time, but it doesn't change anything. They still want to worship and expect to be roughed up and fucked hard.. But here at the barracks it should be different. I've got a captive audience of kids who are not necessarily looking for a muscle man to rough them up and fuck them. They're not out on the street looking for sex. My perfect body may not excite some of the resolute heterosexuals and may actually cause fear. I admit I don't know a thing about handling kids; I barely know what the word psychology means, so the 'ash' is going to be my salvation. To start with, I have to get twenty-six kids under control, and although my muscles will intimidate them, I understand that it's probably not the perfect answer. So, here's what I decided to do. I picked out three kids that seemed to be ornery street kids that might be a challenge to control, these were going to be for playtime, and I picked out three really gorgeous ones that had me drooling with lust. Those were going to be for satisfying diversion. I gave the other twenty kids 'ash'. Now 'ash' is an attraction potion; they're going to be attracted to me and they will admire me, but that doesn't mean that some of them are still going to be little shits; it doesn't mean they are going to behave. So, I started out by simply taking them aside one at a time and giving them a glass of water and watching them drink it. Then I slapped the crap out of them, showing them my supremacy and my strength, instilling some fear in them. It seemed to me that the combination of admiration and fear should be enough to keep them in line. So, I saw all twenty of them individually on my first day, so they were all under 'ash' by the next morning. "On your feet" I yelled as I slammed the door open. "Stand at the end of your bed at attention. Move." Yes, I yelled, loudly, and most of them jumped to obey, although some of them who had been deeply asleep were rather slow about it. "At attention I said. Arms at your sides, square those shoulders, eyes ahead." Proof of the pudding: would they obey me? And of course, they did. The combination of them admiring me and wanting to please me along with their fear of disobeying me worked like a charm. All twenty-six kids, even the ones not on `ash' who were following the lead of the other guys, were standing frozen at the foot of their bunks staring straight ahead, just like good soldiers. I held back on the smile but I was pleased as punch. This was a great start. The barracks had six sets of bunk beds down one side and seven down the other with an aisle going down the middle. I strolled down the aisle and back giving the instructions for the day and then released them. I gave them twenty minutes to clean up, get dressed, and make their beds. Then inspection. That was the morning routine. My job had me participating in some of the daily activities, but my main responsibility was the time they spent in the barracks. My first full day on the job went just about as perfect as I could have wanted. And get this, I didn't fuck anyone on that day. Well, except for Brice, but that doesn't count. He really pissed me off with his badgering me with his lovesick passion and constant horniness, so I fucked the absolute shit out of him over my desk. The six kids that were not on 'ash' followed what their peers were doing, trying to please me; so far anyway, so my first day was a real success. The twenty kids on 'ash' were readily available and they'd do anything to please me, so any one of them would give a pleasant 'diversion' whenever I wanted it. You know how much I love being the first to get my dick into white boy's virgin ass holes, and since chances-are all these boys are virgins, I suppose I'd work my way through them in coming weeks. But the whole point of my being here at the barracks, other than getting my dick into some virgin holes, was to have some excitement. Taking 'not-quite-willing' virgins and having my way with them. I like 'em young, I like 'em white, I like them pretty, I prefer them hunky, I want 'em virgin, and the frosting on the cake, I want them to fight back. I want to take them by force against their will. But don't get me wrong, that doesn't mean they won't like it. They're damn lucky to get it from me; me introducing them to the pleasures of hot gay sex by a very talented top man. A man who knows how to use his dick. They couldn't ask for better. Anyway, there were six kids without 'ash' so that's where I started. I picked out one of the gorgeous ones first. Actually, the most gorgeous one of all. The most beautiful kid in the entire compound; the most beautiful kid I'd ever seen. I mean, this kid's face literally glowed. And he actually had a body too, for a kid anyway. Okay, so I was pretty sure he wouldn't be unwilling and give me much stimulation, but he was just too stunning to resist. I'd fuck one of the ornery ones later. He was absolutely as perfect as a boy could get, 5'6" with blond hair and bangs hanging down. He had the cutest face you can imagine with just the slightest hint of freckles on his cheeks. He was so dazzling that I don't know why he hadn't been raped before. I swear, if he walked down the street, every man and women coming by would literally gasp in amazement; instant hardon for the men, and a wet pussy for the women. He really was that special. And those sweet rosy lips. Jesus, I love sweet rosy lips on a cute white boy. I was wearing jockey shorts and nothing else when the boy entered my room. "Close the door" I said. As he closed the door he turned, glanced at me and then looked at the floor. Either too shy to look at me, or more likely, intimidated by my incredible physique and my lack of clothing. "Come here" I said. I was sitting on the side of the bed and already had my hand on my dick in anticipation of good times to come. I wasn't fully hard but i was getting there. He walked over closer to me. "What's your name, boy?" I asked. "G-g-g-g-g ...." he sputtered nervously. "Spit it out" I snapped, making him even more nervous. "G-g-greg, s-s-sir" he muttered. "Come here, Greg" I said. "Come closer." I spread my legs wide, still keeping my hand on my dick. He stepped closer.. "Here. Right here" I said, pointing between my legs. As he got within reach I grabbed him by the belt and jerked him forward, hard, almost pulling him off his feet. "Aaak" he yelped as I dragged him up between my legs. I grabbed him by the chin holding his head frozen and glared into his eyes. "You gotta learn to obey, boy." I gave him a good shake. "I don't put up with shit from punks like you. Got it?" He was shaking in fear but he didn't respond, so I gave him another shake. "Got it, fucker?" I growled into his face. "Y-y-yes, s-s-sir" he responded. I let go of his chin and closed my legs slightly, squeezing him between them. Then I just glared into his eyes, not saying a word for, like, maybe a full minute. He was terrified. visibly shaking in fear. Then I changed my demeanor completely. I gave him a big smile. Well, okay, it wasn't really a smile, it was more like a leer. Okay, yeah, it was most definitely a leer. "You like this body, boy" I asked calmly, almost sweetly. "You like these big muscles?" Again, he didn't respond, but continued shaking. I took his right hand and put it on my dick. He jerked automatically, trying to pull back as he felt my almost fully hard pecker under his hand but I held him there. "I'll bet big muscles turn you on, particularly this muscle" I chuckled. I held his hand there and then moved it up and down the length of my dick, giving him a good feel. "Yeah, I know you like it," I laughed. "But before I'm done with you, you're going to love it." "P-please, sir" he murmured. I laughed aloud. "I love it when my boy's say please. Begging for my prick does wonders for my ego." I unfastened his belt, unbuttoned his pants and pushed his pants and his underwear down to his ankles. He just stood there shaking. "Step out" I said and he did. His little dick looked to be barely an inch long, completely soft because of his fear. I grabbed his balls and gave them a quick squeeze. "Ouch" he squeaked. I grabbed his shirt, and as I pulled it up and off he raised his arms for me and made no objection. His fear was so intense that he was afraid to object to anything I did. "S-sir, s-sir" he whimpered, evidently wanting to object but afraid to do so. "You are a beautiful, boy" I said as I grabbed him by the neck and pulled him in close. "Hell, beautiful doesn't even describe you. You may be the most beautiful boy I've ever seen." And I meant that. His long black eyelashes enhanced his big startlingly blue eyes, while his light brown eyebrows set off his blond bangs. Holding him by the neck, I gave him a kiss on his left eye and then his right eye. "Je-sus" I said in admiration, "you are absolutely breath-taking." "P-please, sir. You're .... you're ...." He raised his free hand to his neck, making me realize that I was squeezing him, actually strangling him I guess. I do tend to forget my own strength sometimes. "Sorry, babe" I said contritely as I loosened my hold on him. He gasped as I gave him a kiss on the forehead. "Sorry" I repeated. "Now put your hands behind your back for me." I let go of the hand I was holding on my dick, and he obeyed my order, putting his hands behind him. "Kiss me, baby" I said looking into his eyes from only inches away. And yes, he was so breath-takingly beautiful that it was almost excruciating to look at him. I don't think my dick had been this hard for days, or even weeks. I didn't move, but just waited for him to make the move. But he only looked away. "Look at me" I snapped, and he jerked his head back at my sharp tone. "You will do what you're told" I said roughly. "Don't make me angry! Now, kiss me." I don't know if he'd ever kissed a man before, but from my tone of voice he knew he had no choice. He leaned forward and gave me a quick peck on the lip. "That's not a kiss" I snapped at him. "I said, kiss me." He did it again, this time pressing his lips against mine. I waited a few seconds before I put my other hand behind his head, pulling his lips in tight. Sticking out my tongue and forcing his mouth open, I started into heavy French kissing. He wasn't totally cooperative but I think it was merely inexperience; he'd probably never French kissed before. I held him there for a good five minutes, tonguing him deep and slurping around his mouth, until he finally started to get into it, tonguing me back. Removing my hand from his neck I reached down and pulled my dick out through the fly of my jockey's. And that wasn't easy since it was so fuckin hard but I finally got it out. I gripped his hair and pulled his head back and again looked into those wondrous blue eyes. I smiled at him. Okay, okay, so it's still a leer. He was so fucking hot that it had to be a leer. Or maybe it was just a smirk, a smug look of anticipation, relishing the pleasure I was going to have with this beautiful boy. I grabbed his right arm and pulled his hand back onto my dick, in the raw now. Again, he tried to jerk away but I held on to him. "Pretty damn impressive isn't it?" I said, keeping that leer on my face. "Squeeze it for me, pussy. Squeeze my big dick." He stopped trying to pull away, but he didn't squeeze it so I really snapped at him: "Do what you're told" I snapped. His whole body jerked in fear, but he gave my dick a squeeze. "Good, boy" I said. "Now keep it up. Keep squeezing." I let him go at it for a few seconds and then removed my hand from his. He kept squeezing. "Good, boy" I repeated as he did it on his own. "You like it, don't you?" I asked. "You like this big dick." He didn't respond but he kept squeezing it. "Tell me" I said. "Tell me you like it. Say yes, I like your big dick." He hesitated, but realized he'd better obey. "Y-yes sir" he whispered. "I like it." "I like it, sir." By the look on his face I think he may have said it, not because I forced him to, but maybe because he meant it. What's not to like? I have a spectacular prick. I pushed him to his knees and stood up in front of him. "Get my underwear off" I ordered him. There was hardly any hesitation at all as he reached up and grabbed them and started to pull them down. It was pretty much impossible to get them off since my super hard dick was sticking out of the fly, so he really had to work at it before he could finally pull them down. It seemed to take forever, but I was patient. I gave him some encouraging words but didn't offer to help. I finally stepped out of them as he looked up at me. "Kiss it, pussy" I said softly. "Kiss my dick. Just the head, kiss it." He wasn't shocked, since he had to know what was coming, but he wasn't yet willing. I waited. "Don't -- piss -- me -- off" I finally said slowly and softly. "You will do what you're told.". He looked up at me and gulped but still hesitated, so I grabbed him by the hair and gave it a jerk. He gave a yelp. "Sir, sir. Please sir. I ...." I jerked his hair again, hard. He yelped again. Then I shouted: "DO IT" and let loose of his hair, allowing him to make the move. I wanted him to do it on his own, I didn't want to force him. He looked down at my dick, and with tears beginning to drip down his cheeks, he leaned in and kissed it. "Again" I said, and he kissed it again. "Now lick it. Up and down." He glanced up at my face and saw the look of determination there, and started licking. This was what I'd been waiting for and it was absolutely breathtaking; the most beautiful kid I'd ever seen, on his knees at my feet licking my dick. My rock-hard dick somehow seemed to get even harder. "Oh my god" I exclaimed. "You gorgeous little son-of-a-bitch." I took hold of his hair again, but gently this time, pulling him back slightly so I could see his face as he licked up and down my incredibly hard schlong. The look on his beautiful face, a look of fear and complete subjugation, with those tears dripping down his cheeks, was the most stimulating thing I'd ever seen. My dick was not only hard but was actually throbbing in excitement. Totally fuckin awesome. I just held him there as he licked, utterly enraptured as I watched this gorgeous creature lick away. Holding his head against my dick, I stepped back and sat back down on the bed. "Okay, pussy. Now my balls. Lick my balls" I said as I pushed his head lower. "But keep looking at me. Let me see those beautiful eyes of yours.". And again, the visual was awesome. That gorgeous boy, my dick in his face while he licked my ball sack, looking up into my face with a look of ..... of .... complete capitulation. I let go of his hair, and then rubbed my hand through it a few times, petting him gently. He kept right on licking. "Oh, baby. My little puppy. You are so beautiful down there" I swooned. I just let him lick for a while. I was so hot, I wanted to grab my dick and give it a jerk, but I didn't dare. I was that hot. But after a while, I pushed his face back and stuck my thumb in his mouth. "Suck on it, pussy" I said, but actually he started sucking even before I said anything. He was ready. Putting one hand behind his head to hold him steady, I forced my perpendicular prick down to his mouth level, and pushed it against his lips. "Open up, pussy" I purred. "You know what to do." I pushed gently forcing his lips apart, and he opened up for me. Yes, he knew what to do. I pushed two or three inches between those gorgeous rosy lips. "Suck on it, pussy. Get that tongue busy." And away he went. As I mentioned before, I wondered how a kid this gorgeous could have avoided getting raped somewhere along the way. So beautiful and so vulnerable; instant hard-on. Now I found out the truth. Evidently there'd been plenty of guys wanting that pretty face buried in their crotch's and those pretty lips wrapped around their dick's, because it turns out he's an accomplished cocksucker. I should have guessed that nobody could resist those lips. He really went at it. I was super-hot to begin with, and as he started sucking up a storm, I actually yelled in pleasure: "Ohhhh, Shiiiit." He was a marvel. The visual, watching that stunning creature looking up at me while blowing my big dick, was every bit as great as the actual, his experienced mouth skillfully performing wonders on my enormous rod. I was going crazy. This kid was killing me. And, of course, all too soon, my dick really started throbbing. The kid felt it as well, and redoubled his efforts with his mouth, which made me even crazier. "Ohhhhh, Fuuuuuck" I screamed in ecstasy as I fired my first shot into his throat. It didn't faze him in the least as he swallowed. I kept shooting and yelling: ('fuck, fuck, fuck'), and he kept swallowing. And just to cap it off, when I finished, after shooting eight or nine times, he kept right on sucking. So, I kept looking down and he kept looking up, and he kept working my dick which was still in his mouth and I couldn't help but swoon again over his beauty. Evidently, he didn't want to quit. However, I'm sometimes sensitive after cuming, so I finally had to push him away. Looking up into my eyes he spoke for the first time. "You have a beautiful cock, sir" he said. I was floored, of course. I was supposed to be raping this kid, and it turns out he was playing with me. He definitely knew what man sex was all about. I couldn't help but laugh. "Oh, fuck. You little shit" I laughed heartily. This beautiful kid had really put one over on me. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ As always, your comments are what keep me going. Responses appreciated. Please remember to support `nifty.org' Duane (aka: gladiatorkid) gladiatorkid@hotmail.com http://groups.yahoo.com/group/gladiatorkid/