Back home 2
By Chaim (the Netherlands) May 2001.
Nifty: authoritarian (adult /youth) ASSGM: t/m NC
Copy write belongs to the author Chaim (c) Thanks to CV.
This story depicts acts between gay people. A Boy and his (wanted) Master. If it is illegal to read it, don't!
Other stories you may find at the author section of Nifty and ASSGM Look for Chaim and bchaim
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'Sit here, Boy!' Pointing at your lap. 'Yes, Sir!' Sitting on your big upper legs. You stroke my hair, kissing and biting my cum covered nipples on my smooth chest. You put me on my feet, still stroking my upper body.
You take your folded army green Y fronts from a table. Grinning at me, 'You saw and enjoyed enough for the moment, Kid!' In a flash your covered your big Master cock inside.
You put me on your lap again, taking me by my hips. 'Be a Good Boy!' 'I will Sir, be your Good Boy!' I can't help myself kissing your neck, your chest, your nipples. I feel great! 'Thank You Sir!' You smile stroking my hear. 'I think we can do it'
'Thank You Sir!!' 'Yes Boy, that is the correct reply, it demonstrates obedience and shows respect for your Master, your education is doing you good Boy!'
My face widens in a broad, cheeky grin, I feel free to say what I want: 'Yes Sir, I know Sir, I like being a student at Your Special Training School!'
I am wriggling on your lap, my naked buttocks rub against your hairy legs. 'Get up boy stand to attention!' 'Yes Sir!' I obey immediately, of course, leaping off you and assuming the attention position, my face glows red with excitement and anticipation.. 'Put your hands on top of your head, Boy'
My hands snap to the top of my head quickly, in a soldier like fashion, as you told me, I stand rigidly to attention, buck naked.. in front of you. You walk slowly around me, inspecting my naked physique, I push my chest out further, not giving you time to order so. You nod your head, I know you like what.
'Hit the deck and give me 40, Mister'. You order your voice is firm but not angry..... I obey immediately, diving to the floor and assuming the press up position..
'Sir, permission to commence, Sir!!', I shout! I want to do everything to please You. 'Commence Boy!'
My naked smooth tight well toned arse, thrust up and down, before your eyes, as I work off my 40.. Seven Sir, ..Eight Sir........Nine Sir.......!
I am fit and 40 push ups is hardly an imposition for me, I finish quickly. My breathing has increased thro excitement more than exertion.. I am proud! I showed you, I'm in good shape, after our first training, and doing my work outs.
'40, Sir.......Push ups completed, Sir'
'Stand to Attention, Mister' I leap up, standing stiffly to Attention.
'You are too proud, my boy, a 40 is nothing for a student at my School' 'Yes, Sir, I know, Sir'
My cheeks are turning deep red now. 'Sorry, Sir, hoped to please You, Sir!'
Your knowing eyes, wondering over my smooth sweaty body. I can see, you notice my little boy cock, hard and erect, standing proudly horizontal... 'You enjoy this, don't you Boy?' 'Yes I do Sir,' I can't help giving you a shy grin.
You inspect my cock carefully, looking for pubic hair.
'Stand at ease and Bend over Boy, hold your arse cheeks apart for inspection', You order.
I bend over and comply immediately. You grin at my response, 'That is a good , quick response Boy, its amazing how a session with the leather strap improves a young man's performance!' 'Thank you, Sir, Yes Sir, and thank you for the lesson Sir', I reply.
You carefully inspect my genitals and boy crack, 'You are to keep your genitals and crack well shaved, Mister, I will be inspecting you regularly.' 'Yes Sir, I will, Sir, Thank You, Sir!'
'Stand Up Boy' I stand, taking position without command. 'You will learn, boy, I know'. You point to your white boxers lying in a crumpled heap on the floor: 'Pick them Up, Boy!'
I turn and bend over to retrieve my boxers, your big hand smacks firmly across my tight buns. 'THWACCK.....OWWW, Sir' 'Never leave your boxers on the floor boy, always fold them neatly like you have been taught' 'Yes Sir, I will, Sir' 'Hand them to me!' I hand them over, You hold them out, inspecting them. 'Your boxers are to be very white, clean and fit you tightly, boy' 'Yes Sir'
'Other trainees must not wear your boxers, never' 'Yes Sir, that is right, Sir!'
'Now Boy, I will deal with you! You came without permission!' . and enjoyed enough for the moment, Kid!' In a flash your covered your big Master cock inside.
You put me on your lap again, taking me by my hips. 'Be a Good Boy!' 'I will Sir, be your Good Boy!' I can't help myself kissing your neck, your chest, your nipples. I feel great! 'Thank You Sir!' You smile stroking my hear. 'I think we can do it'
'Thank You Sir!!' 'Yes Boy, that is the correct reply, it demonstrates obedience and shows respect for your Master, your education is doing you good Boy!'
My face widens in a broad, cheeky grin, I feel free to say what I want: 'Yes Sir, I know Sir, I like being a student at Your Special Training School!'
I am wriggling on your lap, my naked buttocks rub against your hairy legs. 'Get up boy stand to attention!' 'Yes Sir!' I obey immediately, of course, leaping off you and assuming the attention position, my face glows red with excitement and anticipation.. 'Put your hands on top of your head, Boy'
My hands snap to the top of my head quickly, in a soldier like fashion, as you told me, I stand rigidly to attention, buck naked.. in front of you. You walk slowly around me, inspecting my naked physique, I push my chest out further, not giving you time to order so. You nod your head, I know you like what.
'Hit the deck and give me 40, Mister'. You order your voice is firm but not angry..... I obey immediately, diving to the floor and assuming the press up position..
'Sir, permission to commence, Sir!!', I shout! I want to do everything to please You. 'Commence Boy!'
My naked smooth tight well toned arse, thrust up and down, before your eyes, as I work off my 40.. Seven Sir, ..Eight Sir........Nine Sir.......!
I am fit and 40 push ups is hardly an imposition for me, I finish quickly. My breathing has increased thro excitement more than exertion.. I am proud! I showed you, I'm in good shape, after our first training, and doing my work outs.
'40, Sir.......Push ups completed, Sir'
'Stand to Attention, Mister' I leap up, standing stiffly to Attention.
'You are too proud, my boy, a 40 is nothing for a student at my School' 'Yes, Sir, I know, Sir'
My cheeks are turning deep red now. 'Sorry, Sir, hoped to please You, Sir!'
Your knowing eyes, wondering over my smooth sweaty body. I can see, you notice my little boy cock, hard and erect, standing proudly horizontal... 'You enjoy this, don't you Boy?' 'Yes I do Sir,' I can't help giving you a shy grin.
You inspect my cock carefully, looking for pubic hair.
'Stand at ease and Bend over Boy, hold your arse cheeks apart for inspection', You order.
I bend over and comply immediately. You grin at my response, 'That is a good , quick response Boy, its amazing how a session with the leather strap improves a young man's performance!' 'Thank you, Sir, Yes Sir, and thank you for the lesson Sir', I reply.
You carefully inspect my genitals and boy crack, 'You are to keep your genitals and crack well shaved, Mister, I will be inspecting you regularly.' 'Yes Sir, I will, Sir, Thank You, Sir!'
'Stand Up Boy' I stand, taking position without command. 'You will learn, boy, I know'. You point to your white boxers lying in a crumpled heap on the floor: 'Pick them Up, Boy!'
I turn and bend over to retrieve my boxers, your big hand smacks firmly across my tight buns. 'THWACCK.....OWWW, Sir' 'Never leave your boxers on the floor boy, always fold them neatly like you have been taught' 'Yes Sir, I will, Sir' 'Hand them to me!' I hand them over, You hold them out, inspecting them. 'Your boxers are to be very white, clean and fit you tightly, boy' 'Yes Sir'
'Other trainees must not wear your boxers, never' 'Yes Sir, that is right, Sir!'
'Now Boy, I will deal with you! You came without permission!' You voice is firm now; 'You had not the guts, to obey my clear order.'
I bow my red head, I couldn't help myself... my eager cock did all when you fucked me, taking possession of my little body, my cock is full mast again by the memory
'Yes Sir! No excuse, Sir!' I hear myself... shouting the words.
You walk over to me. 'You are to eager, boy, I have to teach you how to control yourself, and to obey my orders, you agree?' 'Yes, Sir, I agree, Sir!'
I am wondering what is coming. 'Put your hands behind your head, legs a little apart, head forward, proud, dead certain, you can do it!'
I take your ordered special position. 'Yes Sir, I will, I will take it, whatever, Sir'
'You are still to proud of yourself, boy, but we will take care of that, no problem. Stay boy, at this special attention position ALL the time, boy!' 'Yes, Sir'
You step forward, feeling my smooth rippled stomach and firm young pecs. You ran your hand up along the inside of my left thigh. I am trembling under your touch. Warm wet fluid on the top of my cock, I can feel it, I am leaking pre-cum again, shit. I thought I was in control.
You watch me closely. You take your time, feeling my right thigh as well, feeling my muscles, testing and probing.
I moan. 'OHHHHH Sir' You are feeling my sweaty armpits stroking the sparse dark hairs there. I start squirming and moaning, 'AGGGGHHHH' I can't help myself, you know how to handle my hyper-sensitive spots! 'Stop it, Boy, you need to be tied up?' 'No, Sir!'
I try to calm down. To be in control of my own body, accepting You and your movements, all the way!
Your big hand is moving to my shaved boy balls. They are close to my body. You stroke them lightly. I moan, afraid I will loose control.
You step back. Looking me straight in the eyes. 'OHHHH Sir, ...'
'What is the matter with you, boy? Are you horny, WITHOUT control again?' 'Yes, Sir, NOOOOOO SIR!'
You smile, I see your big nearly naked body before my eyes... My head is in mist for a moment. 'You know the rules. You want to be a part again of my Special Training School?' 'Yes, Sir, please, Sir, be patient, Sir!' 'I can do it, SIR!
'I will boy, I will be patient but FIRM, boy, you have to learn a lot!' 'Yes Sir!'
My body cooled down a very little bit. I see you smiling... 'Obey my orders!' 'Yes, Sir!'
You leave me, standing at special attention. I know what to do, just to be, as a good soldier, at the place and the way, you want me. My mind is spinning what are you going to do with me? It is hot, sweat is dripping from my forehead. I want to wipe it off... I can't! Just bound by your words... I close my eyes, avoiding the salt water drips inside. I see your cock, Your beautiful big Master Cock. Your green Y fronts, showing all... your big, strong, masculine chest... My own smooth naked boy cock, can't help, is cock hard! You come back, looking me over again. I didn't hear you...
'Still an eager kid, I see, my boy' Taking care of my shoulders, I wonder how long you have been away. 'Yes, Sir!' I have the urge to look down at my little boy cock. I have control, I don't.
You brought a towel, raw, rubbing my sweat soaked skin with it. Feeling your big hands under the towel makes me, Moan out load!
You take my little boy balls in one big hand, 'AGHHHHHH' twisting them.
'Take it, Boy! Gasping for breath, I manage to say in a whisper: 'Yes Sir!'
I know the really training starts here!
You fold the towel, on a little trolley. My eyes are big, when I see the other objects. To be honest did some training at my Masters place, I consider myself, being, not a teen anymore, I have seen a lot, a Wise Kid. Yes, and a good soldier.
A big dildo, is on the trolley, as Big as my Masters cock, even Bigger!
You smile... A knowing smile... 'Look carefully at the table!' You point at the trolley, 'This is the cock you had in your ass... my cock. I ordered them to make it a inch or so bigger... and they did a good job! Don't you think, boy?'
'Yes, Sir, they did!'
'Keep it up, boy, there is coming more to train you, be a good boy, and everything will work out fine between us...'
I sigh. You smile.
'Boy, IF we continue , we do it all the way, you understand?! You can take your clothes, and leave right now. Consider it, you have to go a rough way, being a slave, MY slave, taking all, pain, humiliation, your body, your cum, even your sleep belongs to ME?! You are sure you want that, BOY?'
There is no doubt in my mind and voice... 'Yes, SIR!'
I murmur... 'For you everything......'
'We can be a kind of friends, lovers, will be, but WE, is never at use. I will not protect you, my boy. If you can't handle this I will. I will sent you back... to your own unit!' 'Yes Sir'
'Life outside is much easier! You can walk away, if you don't like it... HERE you can't! Never! You have to take all...'
'I am aware of the consequence, SIR!'
Naked and proud, at ordered special position, I stand before this huge man, nearly naked soldier... in his outlined Y fronts... My Master, My warrior 'Sure?' 'Yes Sir, I'm sure'
You read me the lines again, stroking my naked back, 'Go home!' I was hit by those words...
'NO, S...,SIR, I WILL NOT GO HOME!' I shout!
You read the papers the papers: - being Your trainee - obey all Your orders what ever - my body belongs to You and the school, whatever you like - this is my free will
etc.
'I want them on my desk tomorrow, you will have time to read it..., sighed or not it is up to you. There is a car waiting for you at 5.00 in the morning.' 'Yes, Sir' 'Get up at four a.m. ... You sleep here, on the floor, get down.' 'Yes, Sir!'
I hit the wooden floor, naked. You smile... 'Yes, Sir' 'If you put on your clothes, you are out! If you cum, same way......'
You turn your strong back at me, walking away.
----------------------------------------------------------------------- My stories are THAT Bad... just got two reactions in the first part...
My sheets are wet...
bchaim@hotmail.com to be continued...!