My Journey, becoming Tom's boy. Part 7 By Chaim groeiutrecht@gmail.com
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The last lines of part 6: Benjamin fucked me into a new world of pleasure and I needed it! Oh, it felt so good! I knew I wanted him as often as possible. It felt so good, and he shot inside me over and over again. He couldn't stop, and he didn't. I grunted and took my boy dick and balls in one hand, squeezing and stroking me harder and harder as a powerful orgasm ripped through me. "Shoot your load, bitch!" He ordered and I yelled out, "Oh Yeah, Master, oh my god!"
The thought of this started me down the point of no return. I started pumping my cum as hard and had to be the greatest orgasm of my young life.
I passed out.
++++++ Part 7 ++++++
The next day I was on my knees. Tom was sitting naked and wide legged on his chair at the table while I lightly tongued and licked his cock and balls. It tasted like his body, his crotch smelled clean and strong. I had never experienced so many new experiences so quickly. My mind was spinning as he pushed me away. I felt sad that it finished so quickly. "Stay on your knees, boy, you're not through yet," he growled. Tom turned around, he sat on the chair with his chest against the back and leaned forward. Slowly he spread his butt cheeks with his hands exposing his pink hole for me to observe. My mouth watered, "What are you waiting for, boy?"
I moved my face gingery toward his pink rosebud and began to rim it with my little tongue. Impatiently he ordered, "Get that tongue in my asshole and clean it out good, slave-boy." I moved my face toward his ass and began to rim it with my tongue. I ministered to the delectable ass lips for a bit then stopped, prompting a gasp from him. "Lick my hole you little slut, Don't hold back, this is a real man's anus."
Oh fuck! Tom had told me he would take it to another level. So, this was what he must have meant by another level. By now I was so horny I just obeyed without thinking. I put my tongue out and closed my eyes. He shoved his ass hole right onto my tongue,
"Lick it, dirty slut." he ordered and I did and realized that I was rimming him, doing something that I had never intended or imagined ever doing. I didn't care, I just want more and more of him. I wanted to please him. That I was forced to do this was very humiliating but also so very exciting. My little boy dick was throbbing and I felt it dripping pre-cum.
"That's it, you filthy bitch obey your master." My tongue was rimming his asshole but I managed to somehow blurt out, "Yes sir!"
I knew Tom enjoyed the full control he had over me. "Get that tongue up there now as far as you can." He ordered, and I sunk my tongue in his ass as deep as I could get. Tom began to moan and I cleaned every bit of his sphincter and was loved it.
What was happening to me? I wouldn't have considered doing anything like this some days before and here and now I was cleaning out Tom's ass.
In a flash I thought back, Tom had always been stronger and had been kinda my protector. We were opposites and I looked like a little schoolboy, but Tom was older and gorgeously stunning, toned and muscled. He had always my living wet dream, devastatingly desirable! I myself was slim and slender, lithe but no match. With a sigh I concluded that this it my destiny to serve him and to make him happy. My heart pounding and I sucked at his sphincter, like an eager puppy. I was truly a little slave boy, here to be used by my Master, my owner, by Tom and his brother Benjamin. I guessed it was time to stop asking myself stupid questions and let loose whoever was locked up inside me. Something broke inside me, I was that little submissive boy who was licking this asshole.
It felt weird but it was like the most natural thing in the world to do this. I had to admit that Tom had been right about me. I didn't know exactly what happened with me but now I was here, naked on my knees in front of a impressive dominant man, my Master Tom.
"Good boy, I like that. Rim my ass good, slave boy!" It was so easy to get lost this. I really was digging in, eating him out. "Clean my asshole of any sweat, or any other dirt you may find slave boy."
Tom ordered. I didn't hesitate for a second before it buried my tongue in his ass and licked and sucked like my life depended on it. Tom's hard-on swelled, revealing the real size his impressive man cock.
"Fucking hell that feels good!" he groaned, "Oh, don't stop, lick my ass boy!" I grunted wordlessly as the tip of my tongue danced over his sphincter, which began to twitch and flex in response. I felt soon an expert ass-eater and sucked and nibbled at the asshole, gradually allowing my tongue to pry open the tight little ring. Tom's whole ass crack had a warm, wet feeling, and he slowly rotated his hips as I continued to eat him out. I rimmed for a while and his man hole opened slowly. I was rimming him as deep as I could. Tom's moans were incredible, loud, deep, sexy and needy. He started up a verbal barrage, "Yeah little faggot, you needed that didn't you? You like my man hole. You gonna make your master happy." his verbal domination, made me horny and I was close to shooting my boy load. I was shaking, almost crying with need, trying to lick and taste his ass.
I didn't get permission to cum. I got up for air and licked my lips and felt my boy balls burning with the desire to cum. Tom laughed at me, telling me. "Fuck little shit, look at yourself. You look desperate to cum, holy fuck, your tiny penis looks so cute this way, but I can't even see any boy nuts in that tiny sack between your legs. Don't you have any balls under that nasty little boy dick?" I groaned and accepted his humiliating but righteous words which I feared and strange enough wished so ardently. I needed this and felt at the same time little and totally humiliated.
I had a new thought, Tom had humiliated me but my greatest humiliation had come from my own boy dick, which had behaved shamelessly, being hard all the time at his words and finally taking me to the utmost of my degradation, making me nearly cum serving his ass an eager boy slut. Reading my mind, Tom asked, "Tell me when did you realize that you was a little slave boy and wanted a Master like me?" I kind of stammered out a reply as the question confused me. I wasn't at all certain about my new role in life. He stoked my blonde hair, "Don't worry, it's all right, but I'm sure you are in need for me as your Master. Nothing to be ashamed of, this is your future and destiny. I'll lead you into a new life that will make you very happy but you'll have to let yourself go. You only have to accept my power and listen and obey me without question."
My little boy dick jumped with anticipation, it seemed right, this what I have been seeking with my life. To please a man, to please Tom. To be a his bitch. Maybe Tom didn't particularly care what I was thinking, it was simple, Tom and Benjamin were Masters and they were going to use me for their pleasure, I had no say in that. As Tom had foreseen, I was a submissive little gay boy.
"I know what you want need, slave boy. Are you willing to listen and obey?" I stammered out an immediate, "Yes, yes I am, sir."
Tom reached down and without a word, he began softly running his hand over my smooth boy body, his fingers went down to my smooth chest and he pinched my boy nipples which forced a low groan from me. I tried to pull away but the next moment, something made me suck in my breath hard. A loud, high-pitched gasp escape from my mouth. Tom squeezed the tips of my ultra-sensitive nipples hard. I yelled, "Oh, shit!"
That seemed to encourage him, as he squeezed even harder and looked me right in the eye. I didn't want it, but I couldn't help myself. I was getting a boner. I couldn't look down, but I felt my dick growing.
Tom rubbed my swollen pink boy nipples, applying different degrees of pressure, it was as if all of my nerve endings were concentrated on my exposed nipples displayed proudly atop my little boy pecs. This drove me crazy, I was moaning uncontrollably and I could hardly contain his excitement from his touch.
He picked up a pair of his worn boxer shorts and stuffed them in my mouth. I tried to spit them out, but it was no use, he was in control.
"Now," he said, standing there naked and hard, "I think I've heard
everything out of you that I need to hear for a while. Let's have some real fun..."
He started running his hands over my boy chest, paying special attention to my nipples again. He started to pinch them, lightly at first, but then harder and meaner. I gasped through the underwear stuffed in my mouth and he looked intent on his task. Clearly Tom knew exactly what he was doing.
Tom leaned over me and started to suck on my nipple. I felt his teeth as he bit down on my nipples, going from one to the other. At first he did it lightly, but then he started to get rough, pulling and biting hard. I squeezed my eyes shut and moaned from the pain. When I looked at him again, he seemed excited by my discomfort and I could see him watching my face while he bit and sucked at my now hard boy nipples. "Take it boy, you look real sweet and while I torture a little."
He reached up and slapped my cheeks with his hand as he continued intermittently biting and hurting my sensitive little nips. I yelled at him through the underwear stuffed it my mouth, but he seemed to get-off on that. I tried to get up, but he ripped the underwear out of my mouth and shoved my head back between his ass cheeks, "Fuck, slave boy, rim my ass!" Tom said, and I felt strands of spit were hanging from my chin. "Yeah, you do love my ass, huh?" He slapped my ass, "Answer me, slave boy!"
I groaned in despair and he slapped my ass again, which was not a sufficient answer. I licked and sucked his asshole but was able to mumble, "Yes, sir, I love it." I circled my tongue around in his crack, and lapped at his low-hanging balls beneath. "Fuck, I love that, slave boy, keep going. Lick my balls, slave boy. I warn you, a tough approach is reserved for real men, not for slutty little boys like you."
I did as ordered, running my tongue softly over his nice big tasty balls. I flicked my tongue, gently playing with them. I kissed them softly. I was very tender with them and I smelled them wondering how much cum he was going to feed me. I let my tongue drift a little under his balls, kissing and licking him on that special spot between his legs. I must have pleased him because I heard him sigh. That gave me more confidence and I flicked my tongue again over his balls, licking and kissing them again. "You're doing good, you little slut. You like that, don't you?"
I continued licking and kissing and nuzzling his beautiful balls. "Taste good, don't they? You are also our little ass licker, aren't you?" I beamed, "Yes, sir," I went down to his ass again and Tom groaned as my tongue swirled around his asshole. "Yeah, eat me out," he grunted, "You'll be sniffing and licking my ass so much that soon you can't think of living without it. You'll want to stick your nose in between my ass cheeks to get another hit of my scent. You'll throw yourself at my mercy just to get the opportunity to run your tongue up my ass crack to eat out my ass. You'll be so hungry for it, that by the time you're a real slave boy, you'll happily tell me your true place in life is under my superior ass!"
Tom laughed and pressed my face deeper into his ass, "You'll be sniffing and licking my ass for a couple hours today, and don't worry, Benjamin loves it too. You'll spend the day choking down our jizz, licking our asses and wishing for us to show you mercy."
Tom changed his position and lowered my ass onto my face, and I knew my fate was sealed. Tom adjusted his butt so it was comfortable while he listened to the noise my tongue and mouth made on his ass. He began grinding his ass on my face. "Yeah, boy, that's it," he moaned, and with that, my hungry boy lips encircled his asshole, sucking hungrily on it. "Oh my god, yes that's my boy." Tom moaned, and my little boy dick was reacting on his praise with jerks and throbs. This was far too much for me, my aroused little boy dick nearly tumbled over the edge, but he had complete control of my body and my mind.
"I know you're a slut, a cock sucker and an ass licker, oh boy, really are a nasty little boy. You love to serve a real man on your knees! You lick my ass, and you love it, because you're a little submissive slave boy, who is born to serve me!"
He underlined my future every time, and I no longer had any idea that it could be otherwise, his words settled in my mind. Yes I was born to serve and obey him. At this point I was going to do anything I was told. Even though his ass was clean I felt degraded and used and so submissive. I licked his ass and he praised me, "You're such a good slut," and as I listened the way he degraded me, calling me a slut, a bitch and a little ass-licker and an eager little cocksucker. I heard his words and felt myself getting closer and closer to orgasm. In some strange way being forced to service this stud was making me horny as fuck.
My tongue instinctively came out and worked up into his pink smooth pucker, and suddenly I thrashed and bucked as every cell in my body exploded in ecstasy. I screamed into his crack, spurt after spurt of my boy cum squired and soaked my stomach. I groaned defeated as I realized that I came without touching himself and more embarrassing, without his permission! Tom reached down and squeezed my orgasming boy dick hard, "I told you not to cum without my permission."
Tom pushed my head down to the floor and my butt came up. In his enraged fury, Tom leapt out of his chair. Before I even knew what was going on, he had his hands around my neck, choking me as he pinned me down. Tom was significantly stronger than me, I was no match for his raw strength. For a moment, Tom paused and looked into my eyes. I was utterly terrified, so
completely at his mercy, so unsure of what was going to happen to me. Tom "Good, now I'm gonna teach you a lesson you should've learned long ago,"
He found his shorts and began to undo his belt through the loops. As he finished undoing his belt, he once again showed me a dominant eager smile, causing me to let out a whimper and close my eyes. Using both of his strong, muscular arms, Tom focused all of his energy into the leather belt, striking it down upon my ass. My eyes popped open and I shrieked loudly, followed by intense crying, but Tom was unaffected. I was forced to endure strike after strike, each one more painful than the last, "Count them bitch and thank me after each stroke, stupid little slave boy! I will learn you to obey my orders!"
I went crazy, it hurt like hell and after about the fifth stroke but he warned me, "Stupid cunt, just count them and thank me or I will start all over again." Full of shame and fear I did as ordered and accepted my punishment. I was dazed, not from pain but from lust.
"You sure can take some abuse, slave boy. Life sure is better now, it's good to have a boy like you around." He stood up, my face pressed into his crotch. "Take a good whiff, boy. Learn who owns you."
I did but expected to feel the belt again any second. Instead he wrapped it around my neck. He pulled me back away from his crotch. As he revealed his amazing cock and balls, I whimpered. He laughed in my face and jerked the belt behind him until my nose was buried in his beautiful, sweaty balls. "Just breath. If I feel your mouth or your tongue, I am gonna beat you till you bleed, understood?" He nodded my head for me with a quick jerk of the belt. Neither of us moved. I was buried in the stench of his balls, just below his hard dripping man cock. Slowly, I felt him tightening the belt. I relaxed and went with it for him. My nose was completely surrounded by his balls. I had clamped my mouth shut after his threat. It is only seconds before I would pass out, but this was a smell to die for.
Tom pushed me back and had the leather belt in his hands now, and all I could focus on were his pits. I might have lost my mind, but was staring a bit too long at his armpit. "Boy, are you staring at my pits? I know, I sweat from time to time." Tom smiled, I had a rock hard little boy boner going and Tom saw it. "Are you getting turned on by my pits, slave boy? That's fucking awesome. I am so fucking horny, the way I used you to display out my aggression felt great. With you, I can try out all of the kinky shit I want. You want more, don't you?" Tom's question to me was not really a question but a demand as a smirk came over his handsome face. "Sit on that chair, slave boy." I did, and in the blink of an eye, and before I knew it, he was sitting on top of me. Tom put the leather belt on his own neck and let the end of belt hanging over his powerful chest. He straight back and put his hands in his neck exposing his hairy pits for me. The end of leather belt wobbly hit his hard man cock.
"Damn, this is gonna be fun again. Oh boy, your little boy nail is hard as a rock right now. Well let's keep this going." He raised one arm to expose his armpit and takes a whiff of himself. "Yep, all nice and ripe for you."
He sat on my lap, now positioning one of his pits right in my face. "Take a nice big whiff of that, slave boy. I want to hear you sniff my stink in." I was more than happy to obey him and took a nice big whiff of his ripe, hairy armpit. It smelled good, and the sweat that was still on the hairs was getting all over my nose. "Yeah good boy, I want you to lick it for me." I immediately darted my tongue into the bush of armpit hair and started to taste his manly sweat. "That's it, lick my fucking pit, boy. And when you are done with that one, I have a whole other ripe pit waiting right over here for you. You want it?" I took a second's break from licking his pit to respond. "Oh god, yes, please sir. Give me that pit, sir." I wrenched my head over to his other armpit and dove right in there. Tom grabbed hold of the back of my head and pushed it even deeper so my whole face is engulfed by his sweaty, hairy, rank, perfect pits. "Alright, enough of that. That was just step one." He got off of me and looked at me, "Wow, you are pathetic looking. Your face is dripping right now with my pit sweat. You're fucking gross, and I know what you want now."
Tom took the belt but dropped it to the floor. He said with a stern face, "I really wanna hurt you right now." Each word is punctuated by a fierce slap across my face. "You see, I started off on this way of punishments a long time ago. Sounds strange, slave boy, but when Benjamin was a little boy I had him over my knee for a spanking and it was then that I discovered that actually the whole act and his pain was exciting to me. There was the time I spanked him and I knew I could really make it hurt and see the effect, I loved it to be dominant!"
I was surprised at his revelation but I begged for it, "Please sir, do it, hurt me. It's what I live for." He smiled, "Oh boy, you are eager. I know what you need, boy, but don't get the wrong idea of Benjamin, he's not like you! I stopped whipping him when he was a teen and by then he was eyeing up little boys and to ty them up and enjoying to punish and hurt them himself."
It felt weird and yet incredibly exciting to be trusted with this kind of information but I didn't have time to think about it. Tom grabbed my hair and said, "I really want to hurt you right now, you begged for it," and without warning he started slapping me over and over and over. He didn't hold back. When Ton slapped me this time it was like getting hit in the face with a rock. Tom slapped my face forehand and backhand, over and over and over. If my head fell a little to the side he grabbed my hair and slammed my head into the floor. I tried to keep my head as still as possible. After about ten minutes of slaps and slams I groaned and whimpered for mercy but said nothing.
Tom stopped, and we were staring at each other. Tom's cock was rock hard. A warped kind of love and respect was passing between us. Tom was done and looked at me and reached down and took his rock hard cock in his hand. He aimed his pre-cum oozing piss-slit right at his face. The pain on my face slowly faded and I stared at his throbbing cock. I was lusting after his huge cock. I had to have taste his cum again. Damn it, I needed this! He started to jack on it. He put his cock-head just in side my lips. He slightly pulled out and I started to work on his cock. I reached up and held his cock just enough to pull the skin around his cock-head down and I ran my tongue all around the head. I kept running my tongue along the underside making him swoon. "Oh, I'm gonna shoot." Tom sighed. He was so turned on that I knew he wouldn't last long. I felt his cock tense up, and he grabbed me by my hair and started to face fuck me, shoving his cock down as far as it would go, his pubes met with my nose. He pulled almost out and then back in again. I must say at this point that I felt used as his cum dump, but was glad I didn't have to worry about it. He could do whatever he wanted and I said, "Yes sir. I love cock. I want anything that comes from your cock." I was so overcome with lust that I just said anything. I didn't care if it made sense or not. "I want your cock to suck. I want more cum to drink." Tom groaned, "I know you want more. You can have it. A lot more." and he grabbed the back
of my head and slammed his cock into the back of my throat. I gagged, but he didn't stop. Tom just started fucking my face like a mad man. Tom fucked my mouth hard and left it buried in my throat, listening to me gag each time. My eyes started to water and snot ran down my face, but I never tried to get away. He kept assaulting my mouth, and I saw his balls tighten and knew his load started building. He started fucking my face harder and faster than ever. Tom grabbed the back of my head and buried his cock in my throat, suddenly he groaned, "Oh shit, I'm gonna cum!" as a tremendous quake of orgasm shook his body. "Fuck yeah, I am cumming!" but everything seemed to happen in slow motion. Tom's took his cock from my mouth and cock shook and trembled, his cum flew through the air to land with a heavy splotch on my face, his cock pulsed once again. A streak of hot wet white cum shot out and hit my face. Even before the white line of man cum had splattered forcefully into my face, his cock shuddered again. This rope of cum was even thicker than the previous one had been. It shot out like a white cannonball, and I watched spellbound as it approached my face. I opened my mouth as wide as I could, and adjusted the angle of my head. Tom's sperm approached, it headed straight into his open mouth, striking my throat and splattering forcefully backwards. It flowed wetly across my tongue. I let the remaining cum collect in my open mouth, careful not to let any more slide relentlessly down my throat before Tom wanted it me to do so. "Swallow my load, slave boy!" and I did willingly without hesitation. I deeply inhaled the sweet smell of his sex. He just stood there dumping his load into my mouth. I stared up at him and was reminded that I am the luckiest boy in the world to be the one kneeling in front of this beautiful, strong, sweaty man. I was his cum dump, his punching bag. I loved serving him and each load of his cum that he fed me made me more and more his possession. He must've sensed what I was thinking because he looked down and me and
nodded. "I know, slave boy. You need this so bad, don't you?" I nodded and immediately began to cry. He shushed me and rubbed my head, pulled his cock away "That's good, slave boy, you did a good job. You took my load after your punishment and my ass hasn't felt that clean in a long time. I think you are ready for the next."
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Chaim
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