Chapter 3
Jason was VERY hard. His cock wasn't large, maybe six inches long, but it had a nice shape. Its girth was proportional to its length, and the head flared pleasantly. Jason was cut-surprising for a Canadian, or so I thought. His balls were good sized but not remarkably large, and hung down rather on the low side, perfect for me (I love sucking on balls, in addition to shaving them, playing with them, tying them off, squeezing them, tugging on them, milking them, and other games. In my opinion, balls are the best play things there are).
Jason had a moderately thick patch of hair above his cock, but only a smallish patch around his cock and on his balls. "Trimmed?" I immediately thought. I found out later that the hair was naturally very curly and short around Jason's cock and balls.
Jason moaned as I took hold of his cock and balls and encircled them with my slip knot. I pulled the rope tight, then tied it off so the loop wouldn't slip. Jason continued moaning as I looked down out at him and absentmindedly kept playing with his balls, first gently, then a little bit harder (only when I started squeezing them a lot did Jason finally open his eyes and say, "Please, Sir, not so hard." I was impressed with the 'Sir' so I stopped. HAD he been trained?)
"It's time to clean you up," I said, starting to stand and tugging on the rope attached to Jason's cock and balls. Jason started struggling to get up, turning over and bending and trying to push off the floor without using his hands. Finally he was in a seated position, with his legs bent under him. I took hold of the harness running under his shoulders and pulled upward. Jason came with me. As soon as he was standing, I took hold of his leash and started pulling.
"Where are we going?" Jason asked.
"First, you stink like a pig, from your running," I said, "So we're going to clean you off. Then I'm going to shave you." Jason looked at me, openmouthed. "Don't worry," I said, "I'll leave the hair on your head, and your face." Tugging at his cock, then underarms, then the small patch on his chest I added, "But all of this is coming off." Then I reached behind him and tugged at the few ass hairs I could find. "Oh yes, this, too, will be coming off. Now, let's go."
Jason didn't say anything. I noticed, however, that his cock was still rock hard, and even his tits had perked up when I had tugged at the hairs between them. I led him up the stairs towards the large master bathroom. Then I surprised him by tying his leash to the railing at the top of the stairs. "I'll be back," I told him. "Don't go away," I chuckled as I walked down the hall towards my bedroom. "At least, if you leave, I'll have something to remember you by!" I called over my shoulder.
I came back out of my bedroom sporting nothing but a hard on. Jason looked at me as I walked towards him. "See what you do to me?" I asked, grinning. "But don't worry, you'll get plenty of chance to see it much closer up." "And taste it, even," I added. Jason didn't say anything, he just moved to the side so I could access the knot tying him to the railing.
I led Jason into the master bathroom, then into the huge tub. I had him standing in the middle of the tub, facing the shower spray. "First you need to be cleaned up, like I said," I commented, turning on the water. I picked up a scrub brush, then had a better thought. I looked under the sink cabinet and found the scrub brush I use to scrub the tub and floor. The bristles are MUCH stiffer than the scrub brush I use on myself. But since I wouldn't be using it on ME, who cares!
With the scrub brush in one hand and soap in the other I got to work. I was gentle on tender areas (like Jason's balls), but somewhat rough everywhere else, like on his back and ass, which was still a little red from my spanking. I couldn't very well ask Jason to lift up his arms, tied as they were behind his back, but I did the best I could, holding them out of the way so that I could scrub his arm pits. When Jason started bitching about how rough the brush was, I told him, "Shut up, or I'll gag you with my jock strap." Jason shut up.
After a few minutes I pronounced Jason clean, then proceeded to scrub myself off (with a luffa sponge, not the scrub brush). I turned off the water, then turned to Jason and said, "Lie down on your back." I helped Jason to kneel, then sit, then lean back until he was flat on his back. I got a bottle from the medicine cabinet, grabbed the clippers, and hopped back into the tub. I knelt and untied the lease from around Jason's cock and balls.
I turned the clippers on and started to work on the bush above Jason's cock.
When it was mostly gone, I started working on the hair around his cock, and on his cock, and on his balls. I then ran the clippers across Jason's belly, getting the hair there. I turned on the water and rinsed the loose hair of Jason, then turned the water off. I noticed that Jason's cock had stayed hard throughout his entire scrubbing and trimming 'ordeal.'
I put on some rubber gloves, then took hold of the bottle I'd gotten and squeezed some stuff onto Jason's crotch. "This is hair remover," I said. "It's like Nair only it smells better. And it doesn't burn so much. And it's quicker than shaving, much as I like shaving." I rubbed the liquid into a lather, completely covering Jason's cock and balls. I rubbed it deep into the skin around his cock, and under his cock, and finally, lifting Jason's legs out of the way, into his ass crack. Setting Jason's legs down, I moved upward, rubbing the lotion into the skin around Jason's navel, then his chest (just in case there was any hair there I couldn't see). I took a big handful, so to speak, of the lotion and carefully worked it into one of Jason's arm pits. Jason tightened up his arm, but when I glared at him he relaxed it, then even pulled it away from his body as far as he could given how he was tied. I soon had both arm pits thoroughly soaking in the liquid.
"I'm supposed to leave that on for ten minutes or so," I said. "Since you can't leave here, and I don't want you to get lonely, I'll stay here. In face, why don't we get a little bit more closely acquainted?" With that I knelt around Jason's chest, carefully keeping my balls from contacting the hair remover on Jason's chest. "Cock," I said, holding mine out, "I'd like you to meet Jason's mouth."
Turning to Jason I said, "Now I want you to introduce your mouth to my cock.
Show it how much you're pleased to meet it." Jason sort of sighed, then opened his mouth and leaned his neck forward. His mouth engulfed my cock. Soon I had most of my cock down Jason's throat, no mean feat considering how our bodies were then arranged. It sure seemed to me like Jason had been acquainted with cocks before!
I rocked my hips back and forth, letting my cock move in and out of Jason's mouth. Jason tried to speak so I pulled my cock back, waiting. "You know," Jason began, "I'd probably be able to do a better job if my hands were untied. Just a suggestion, um, Sir." I stuck my cock back in Jason's mouth while I thought about his proposal. Then I replied, "I'll tell you what. As soon as we get this hair off you and you're rinsed off, I'll untie your hands. That's once you've given your promise to obey me. Cause you're right, you'd probably be better with your hands untied." After a pause I added, "And also, it'll be easier to fuck you when you can move around a bit." Jason showed no reaction when he learned what was in store for him. More proof he wasn't a virgin, as I'd surmised he wasn't.
I shoved my cock in and out of Jason's mouth, as much to pass the time as for the fun of it. I decided it would be awkward with Jason tied up for him to suck on my balls, so I would wait. Plenty of time for that later. Or next time, as by now I was sure that there would be a next time. After all, Jason was supposed to be staying with me for nine or ten weeks.
When I'd decided that ten minutes had passed (truth be told, I suspected it was closer to twenty than ten, the better to let the hair remover have time to work), I got up and turned the water on. Jason gave a yell-I'd purposely left off the hot water and let the cold water blast down on his tied-up body. I relented and turned on the hot water and adjusted it to a more comfortable temperature.
I picked up the scrub brush-the one you're supposed to use on bodies, this time, not the floor one-and started scrubbing Jason's belly just above his cock. Voila! All the hair scrubbed away. I rubbed my hand over his belly, feeling a couple of remaining hairs wash away. I felt myself getting hard-what fun I was having! I noticed Jason was also getting hard again as I started playing with his crotch.
I started scratching away at Jason's cock and balls with the scrub brush, denuding them of their protective covering of hair. God, I LOVE the sight of a smooth crotch! I lifted up Jason's legs, and spread them. What little hair there was in and around Jason's asshole was soon headed toward the drain.
Before we went any further I said, "Boy, there's a lint trap covering the drain in here. Before I get up tomorrow morning all of the hair it catches had better be gone. Or tomorrow night I'll be taking off the rest of your hair. So if you don't want to go into work bald, you'd better remember to take care of it. This time and next time. Got it?"
Jason said, "Yes, Sir. I'll take care of it." If Jason noticed that I'd mentioned that there'd BE a next time, he didn't say anything. Or complain.
Hmmm. I was deciding that he WANTED guidance, and had been sassing me so that I WOULD take care of him (I asked him about it later. He admitted he lived with his mother and stepfather and stepbrother. His stepfather took care of controlling and punishing him with a leather strap. His stepbrother, three years older, preferred using his fist to control, and punishing him with his cock up Jason's ass or down his throat. Lucky for Jason his older stepbrother was a jerk and didn't have many friends, so Jason only had to take care of the occasional drunk buddy. So yes, Jason was NOT a virgin, was used to being roughly treated, and kind of liked, so he admitted, an authority figure to guide him, so to speak.)
"It's time to get under your arms," I said, "So I have to untie you. You'll behave, right?"
"Yes, Sir," Jason said. "I'll behave."
I helped Jason to sit up, then carefully undid the rope harness holding Jason's arms behind him. I carefully coiled up the rope, then said, "See this? You're going to take it downstairs later and set it out to dry. When it's dry in a couple of days, you're going to coil it neatly. I'll show you where it goes, so I can find it next time if I need it. And if I DO need it, I'll show you how you can turn a rope into a nice whip. How'd you like THIS used on your ass, boy?"
Jason said, "Um, I'll coil it up neatly, Sir. I don't much like whips. My mum used to use her hand to swat my bottom when I was little. That's okay, Sir." I bet his mum didn't swat his BARE bottom, as I would, I thought!
"Stand up and put your hands around your neck," I ordered, "So I can get at your pits." Jason stood up and got into position under the stream of water.
Soon I'd scrubbed away what hair had not been eaten away. I scrubbed his chest, then for good measure scrubbed his tits. They got hard, as did his cock. Mine, of course, had been pretty hard all the while I was working with this naked jock boy.
Jason was denuded of all the hair I intended to take off him. His arms and legs had scant hair on them, his head was nice and full and blond. His cock, balls, ass, pubes, chest, underarms were now all smooth. They'd stay that way for as long as Jason was living with me, if he knew what was good for him. So it was now time to have some more fun.