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It had been a couple of months since I had used Ashley. He had told me something about his family going on a holiday overseas, at least that was his excuse just before he went away. I had followed him home that day and watched him in the days before he left, to be sure he wasn't just lying to avoid me. Yes, I was the jealous type. It turned out he was telling the truth, as his house had been empty from the day he said he was leaving till the day they returned. As I drove by on the day of his return, there was finally a car back in the driveway. Seeing that he was back, I immediately sent him a text, with instructions that I would expect him to be at my place at 3 pm sharp that same afternoon, to be wearing a pair of speedos under his casual clothes, and be prepared to be fucked. He quickly texted back that yes, he would be there.
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Readily, he was bang on time as he was told, standing at my doorway in a singlet and his trademark board shorts.
"Miss me?" I asked as he walked in the door. He hadn't changed. He still looked young, even for a 14-year-old. They just have a swagger at that age, you know? Like they think they're men or something. Real men, like me, had to show them otherwise.
"Oh yes sir, I think you were right about me being gay, sir. I don't know if I am straight or not anymore. I couldn't stop thinking about your cock the whole time! "
"You're more than just gay, Ashley. I told you that the day we met. You're a faggot. You want nothing more than cocks inside of you. In your mouth, up your ass. You were born to serve them. "
"I still only want your cock, sir, I swear."
"What about Tyler? Have you sucked his cock like I asked? "
I saw Ashley's face drain white, and he swallowed nervously.
"No Sir. I still haven't been able to suck him. I tried before I went away, but he just wasn't interested. He calls me a cock sucker at school now, but won't actually let me do it. I don't know what else to do."
"That's very disappointing to hear, Ashley. You really need to get more practise in sucking cocks if you ever want to suck mine. "
"I know, sir. I'm trying, sir, I really am. Sorry for failing you. "
"I appreciate your honesty, boy. After I fuck you, you will receive a ball punishment for your failure. " I was kind of glad he had given me a reason to hurt his balls again. I was planning to do it anyway, but now it might give him some more encouragement.
Ashley's bottom lip quivered and said, "Yes, sir."
"Now, strip down to your speedos then. Let's take a look at them. "
I had missed seeing him undress too. God it had been months since I got to play with my boy toy. I watched as his teenage body undressed in front of me. I never tire of it. His creamy white skin comes back into view, on show for me again. He was still hairless, save for the light dusting on his lower legs, which I let him keep. He was wearing a jet black speedo, which didn't do much to hide his curvy ass, or that teen dick of his, bulging out in the front. He would know his cock was blatantly obvious to me, sticking out like a sore thumb, but he knew better to cover himself. I looked him over, almost drooling.
With his body almost entirely exposed, I walked up to him, staring down at his face. I took his chin in my hand, pushing his face to the side, checking the skin on his face closely, looking for any sign of new hair. He knew that the second facial hair appeared, we would be done, but thankfully, his soft pink skin was still just as smooth as the day we met. Then, reaching down his body, I helped myself to a handful of his cotton-covered cock. I didn't give him any forewarning, and as it had been a little while since someone else had touched him there, he did a little hop when I suddenly groped him.
"Any hair on this cock, boy?" I asked.
"No sir. I've kept it really smooth for you. "
I pulled the elastic of his speedos forward and cast my eyes down to inspect him. Sure enough, his flaccid penis laying down there was still cleanly shaven, and I could see he continued to keep his balls smooth too.
"Good. Turn around and face the wall. "
I watched him turn and do as he was told. The little shelf of his ass was ripe to be fucked, and that is what I intended to do. I grabbed some lube from a nearby draw, and took my clothes off behind him.
I walked up, pressing up against him, my body flattening him up against the living room wall. I pressed the bulge of my swelling cock into the buns of his ass, just a single layer of material keeping our bare skin. I pushed my meat into the back of his ass hard, jabbing it into his bumcheek to make sure he felt it.
"Sir, it feels so good to have your cock pressed into me again. Are you really going to fuck me? "
"Have you put anything up your ass lately, boy? "
"Only the rod you gave me, sir. I do the exercises you asked every day. "
"Good, and keep doing them. Nothing else should be going up there: no fingers, no toys. Your boypussy is mine. I am the only one who can say what things go up there, understood? "
"Yes, sir. I understand. "
His warm, cushiony mounds made my cock rise, and I knew I wanted to fuck his hole again. I was grinding him so hard that I was almost pushing him up the wall.
"Take off your speedo. " I ordered.
I knew this was easier said than done for him. I was still pushed up against him so hard that he couldn't bend much. He could get the waist of his speedo down easily enough, but down his legs was a bit trickier. I didn't move away as he struggled, resorting to wiggling his butt back and forth across my shaft to get the job done. The swaying of his hips teased my cock even more. He probably realized, when I didn't move an inch, that this was exactly what I intended, and made sure he did a good job of swiping his butt back and forth across my rigid cock. He got the speedo's down eventually, his light fingertips grazing my meat a couple of times as he tried to push them down in his awkward spot.
His job done at last, I finally stepped away from him to lube up my cock, applying an ample amount along the length of my fuck stick, before grabbing his buttcheek, unceremoniously shoving a finger up his ass as well.
"Ahhh!! " Ashley cried.
"Quiet." I said, rooting my finger around up inside.
"Sorry, Sir, I wasn't expecting it." he squirmed.
"I don't care. Your hole should always be ready to receive whatever I want to shove in there. " I pulled my finger out, placing it in front of his lips for him to clean off. Most boys would be grossed out by this, but he did so diligently, with no hesitation, despite the fact that it had just been up his asshole.
I was ready for the big push, and I could feel the air of nervousness coming from him. His body was so slim and small compared to mine. We were both physically fit for our ages, but his was still just the small frame of a teen boy, and mine of a grown man. The last time I fucked him, it wouldn't have been too pleasant for him, whereas this time, he might actually like it. I had to do something to keep him coming back. A bit of a carrot and stick approach.
Bending my knees slightly, and then straightening, I pressed the knob of my cock at the base of his ass, pushing it between the cleft of his cheeks. When my cock pressed up against his hole, I pushed a little more, and he willingly pushed out, letting my cock enter his ass.
"Ooooo" was the only noise he could make as my cock pushed up into his boyhole. The differences in our heights and strengths quickly becoming apparent as I stood almost at my full height, almost lifting him off his feet. He used his hands to balance himself against the wall as my cock burrowed deep inside his guts, nearly lifting him against the wall.
"You like that, don't you, you little bitch. You like my cock in you, don't you? You say you're straight, but you love my cock in your ass, don't you? "
"Guhhhh" was all Ashley managed, his spare hand creeping towards his groin.
"No. " I said sternly, slapping it away.
"Please sir... uh.. I don't think I can help it. It's been weeks."
My pounding of his teenage anus wouldn't have helped. We might have been talking, but my hips kept thrusting him, fucking him up against the wall. I don't know if it was my cock in him, or the friction of his teen dick rubbing between us against the wall, but I knew he had just started cumming. The ring of his sphincter gripping and contracting along my shaft over and over milking me. His teenage cum, dropping down the wallpaper.
"You are a disappointment to me, boy."
"I'm so sorry, sir. Please don't be mad at me. "
"Get on the couch, on your back in the 'present' position."
I could see the wheels in his head turning as he remembered what was required of him. He scampered over to the sofa, getting on his back and pulling his knees back behind his ears. A long drool of teen cum was still running down his semi-hard cock as he got into position.
No sooner than he had got down there, I came up in front of him, ramming my cock back into his asshole.
"What happened to that little boy who could keep his mouth shut while I crushed his balls. Where has he gone? You can't even take a cock in your ass now without complaining? "
He visibly sealed his lips shut as I pulled back and jammed it in him again, almost like I was punching his ass with my hips. His guttural noises were becoming such a turn-on for me now, as I ploughed him. With the lube wearing thin, his ass felt tighter now as I had sex with my toy. I should really do this more often, I thought to myself. I spent so much time looking for a boy like him, I should really use him more before he gets too old. With a final grunt, I deposited my seed in his upturned ass. My cum mixed with his boy sweat and the remains of the lubricant, turning his backside into a damp, dripping mess.
"Keep your knees back; I'm not done with you yet. After I clean up, I'm going to beat your balls." I saw a flicker of fear in Ashley's eyes as I left him behind.
I quickly washed up, returning via my kitchen to grab one of my large metal dessert spoons. He was still in place, the fear still there in his eyes. He would have recalled the last time we did this, and how much I enjoyed it, and how much he had to endure. I casually ran my hand around his now droopy balls, feeling their warm, wrinkled skin. It seemed such a shame that the only real way to teach a boy a lesson, was to hurt him in such a beautiful place. His puberty ravaged nuts still filling out, so sensitive to a teenage boy.
"P...please sir. Before you beat my... I mean... your b... balls, what should I do about Tyler? "
"Hrm. Perhaps Tyler is truly straight. How another boy?"
"You mean, I can find someone else to suck?"
"Yes, I guess I can allow that. The main goal is for you to get more used to serving different cocks. I suppose it doesn't need to be Tyler specifically. Is there another boy you could suck? "
"There are definitely other boys who would be more willing, so I could probably convince them, sir. I will try again. "
"Good. Here... " I offered Ashley's speedos back to him to bite into. "It's been a long time since I've got to whack those balls, so I am going to do it extra hard this time. 10 each. Each time you move, we start over. Understand? "
"Yes sir," he squeaked, a tear falling down his cheek.
I used a couple of fingers to shift aside his slender penis. Deciding to start with the left one, I took aim, before swinging the spoon directly onto his poor defenseless testicles.
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