"Mastering Situations" Part 02
If you are offended by, man-to-man sexual contact or you are under legal age in you country or state, then read no further, and if you are looking for role models or standards of acceptable of safe behavior, you shouldn't be reading Erotic stories. All the characters in this story are over 18.
Story by Richard Barber at eyeMrich1@msn.com
02 Master of my Heart
Jason, my new master and I slept until early the next morning. When I woke, Jason was still fast asleep. I carefully moved out of the bed so as not to disturb him.
The sun had started to come up and we had a new day. I looked at the daily schedules given to me the previous day. We were to join the other men in the dorm for a late Saturday breakfast. I realized we had about an hour before breakfast, so I began to clean myself up and hang up Jason's evening clothes from the previous night. I tried to keep quiet but Jason was aware of my presence. I had made some coffee in our room and found some cups in a small cabinet and cream in the small refrigerator.
I looked over at Jason's naked body as he lay on the bed. He was a great looking man, even early in the morning. He started to move and then sat up in his bed.
"Hey" he said.
"Hey" I said back. " Would you like some hot coffee, sir?" I ask.
"Yes. Just black with no sugar."
I handed him a large cup of black coffee and placed a napkin on his side near the table.
"I guess I got a little drunk last night. Hope I didn't do anything weird." I looked at his handsome `morning after' face, smiled slightly, and said
"No sir. You were a gentleman at all times. May I get you your clothes, sir?" He nodded and pointed to the closed chest and the closet.
"Anything special?"
"Yeah. I would like to take you to the beach today to show you my favorite place. I'll need a bathing suit, and some walking shorts and a shirt. Just use your judgment. I trust you." He said in a casual voice.
I was pleased that he trusted me so quickly and that he was going to show me his favorite beach. Humm? Maybe he did like me after all. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------
The Next Morning
Jason got out of bed with a semi-hard cock, went to our bathroom, and started to take a piss. He left the door open and I watched his golden piss shoot into the bowl. He yawned, scratched his balls. and walked back into the room and stood in front of the window looking out at the nearby court below us. I was admiring his ass as I was getting his clothes ready. He turned and saw me gazing at him.
"What?" He said. I looked away quickly and said.
"I was just admiring your body, sir." He just smiled and came toward me to get the shorts I had picked out for him. Then he looked at me and casually said.
"Would you like to suck my cock this morning before we head out?"
"Yes sir" I quickly responded
"Then get your ass over here, get on you knees, and suck on your master's dick. I need to cum." He stood by the mirrored door as I dropped to my knees to service my master.
I took his cock in my mouth and went all the way down on it before it got completely hard. The sudden pleasure caused him to let out a soft moan. He placed his hands on his hips and watched us in the mirror. I turned so he could see my every move over his big cock and balls. I was already in love with this dude, and would gladly do his every bidding. He loved my cock sucking and started pumping his cock into my willing mouth. After a short, but pleasant session, he started to cum. When we finished our session, I reached for a nearby washcloth that I had prepared for just this action. I washed his cock and balls, while he quietly drank his coffee. He sat down in his big chair, relaxed, gave me a strange look, and said to me.
"Come over here and sit by me. I want to talk to you."
He seemed to hesitate for the first time. He looked at me very seriously and said,
"I don't know what to think of you. I have never become so close to anyone as quickly as I have you. You seem to have some special magnetism. You treat me so well. You are spoiling me and that is bad. I am supposed to be the macho stud on this campus. I fuck any girl I want, whenever I want. Now that I have met you, I am confused. You treat me like no one I have ever met. I don't think I'm queer but now I wonder. Perhaps you should find another room mate and get the fuck out of my life right now."
I was first shocked by his comment yet I understood his feelings. He had been straight most of his life, and now he found himself enjoying sex and the companion of a man.
"But sir, I enjoy doing these things for you. I like being your servant or slave, what ever you want. I am here to serve you. I know this must be a bit confusing to you right now, but give it a chance, and if you are displeased with my service, or me I will leave you. I don't want to leave but you are the Master and I am yours to command.
"Thanks a lot, now I am really confused. You mean you really enjoy the way I treat you? I had another boy last semester and it was horrible. I really did terrible things to humiliate him. I made him cry a few times and didn't give a damn. I disliked the fag, but you are so different, so kind and understanding. I can't treat you like I did him, and now I find myself having feeling towards you. Loving feelings. I just can't treat you bad because I really like you. I can't humiliate you or hurt your feelings. I always considered myself a stud here on campus. I don't know if I can cope with this right now. I am going for a walk and do some serious thinking." Jason said as he slipped on his tight jeans, a football sweatshirt, and headed out the door.
I hoped Jason and I made the right decision about our relationship. I had never had a definite lover relationship before. I was always just used by other boys or men as a sex object. At first, it was hard for me to understand, but after awhile, I began to enjoy the sex as well, I guess I really needed someone that would like me for just me and not as something to be used for their release only. I thought at first Jason thought of me as just his sex toy, and I guess I was right, But now Jason was actually falling in love with me. I knew I already had strong feelings towards him right from the very beginning. I felt I was lucky to have such a campus stud as my lover and sex partner as well.
I realized over the past few years that I was not hard to look at either and had a well-developed body and a nice size cock. I knew I was good sex and perhaps I was a good catch also. Evidently, Jason thought so; otherwise he would not have said he had loving feelings towards me.
The day passed slowly as I wondered what Jason had decided about us. I hoped it was favorable for both of us. I knew he was trying to understand why he was turned on to man-to-man relationships, but perhaps it had been there all the time. Being straight or homosexual was not an overnight thing that just happened. It was a natural way of life to be both but somewhere in your life, you make a choice to live your life the way that feels most natural for you. It is just society pressure that pressures us into making the wrong choice in life.
I started going over my class schedules that would start next week. I still had time to either grow on Jason, or find another roommate. I could feel the excitement of having Jason as my mate. I tried to find things to do around the place and took a pleasant walk in the small private garden within our compound. It became late, I headed upstairs to our room, and discovered Jason had not returned from his walk so I turned down his covers and thought I would try to get some sleep. Perhaps Jason would not come home tonight but I still hoped for the best for both or us. I lay there still wide-awake until I heard Jason fumbling with the doorknob.
I heard Jason come into the room without turning on any lights. He threw off his shoes then went to the bathroom to piss. He stood in the room completely naked with the bathroom light behind him. I watch the silhouette of his body as he pissed. He had a magnificent cock, even soft. He swayed as he pissed. I knew he had been drinking again. I could smell the beer the minute he entered the room. He turned out the bathroom light, went to his bed, and flopped down. He lay there for just a short time then he spoke to me.
"Hey buddy. Are you asleep? I need to apologize to you about today." I said nothing as he talked.
Then he sat up, looked at my bed, and said.
"Would you please come to my bed?" I got up, went to his bed, and sat down beside him.
He reached for me and hugged me. Then he pulled me on the bed with him. He was cuddling with me and then pulled me under him and started kissing my neck and ears then over to my wanting lips. I responded to his hungry kissing.
"I promise you I will take you to the beach tomorrow." He said.
"I had a couple of beers with my buddies today then I went to the beach by myself to think. To think about our relationship and, `what the hell'? I want us to be special friends if that is okay. with you. I am sorry that I probably smell like beer. I won't make that a habit. I want our relationship to be a good one. If I am going to be a homo, I want to be a good one, and hopefully I can be half as nice are you."
I looked into Jason's eyes as he spoke. I held back my emotions as we lay in each other's arms.
"Well, what do you say to that? Will you have me as your lover and partner? I will need all the help you can give me. I can be a real bastard at times. I guess I am proposing to you? Jason laughed. "Well? Would you like to be my partner?"
"Yes, sir. I think we can give it a good damn try." I responded to Jason.
I think our lives were developing in the right direction, but I knew it would have to go slow at first being we were both new at this type of relationship. Me, as just a sex object, and Jason as the straight stud of the campus. It was going to be different that was for sure.
"Now, what would you like to do? Suck my cock or let me fuck you?"
"Jason, Let me tell you a bit about my past life before we continue. I really want to make love to you in any way that pleases both of us. I've only been fucked one time. It was by an older man at a foster home where I lived. It was rape the first time, so I've always had fear of doing it again. I admired this man so much I would have let him do it without being raped, but I guess he wanted it that way.
Before he raped me, he tied me upright against a rack and whipped me with a large belt. I did something that he disapproved of and this was my punishment. He became sexually aroused, tore off my clothes, and with his big 11-inch cock, fucked me without mercy. The pain was unbearable and I passed out. He fucked me several times that night, and the next day he felt so guilty that he left his family and never returned. I didn't understand his motive or desires at the time, but now as I look back, I can see he really loved and desired me sexually. It was just hard for him to understand his desire for man sex." I told Jason.
"I don't know why I am telling you this. I have never spoken of this before."
I looked up at Jason and tears were visible in his loving sad eyes as I spoke.
"Sorry, didn't mean to be such a downer."
Jason took me in his strong arms and held me very tightly. Then he whispered to me.
"I understand very well. I think I love you too." Then he added. "But I don't need a rack or belt to prove it."
"I think perhaps we could improvise if you desire." I said to change the mood. He laughed and lovingly slapped me on my butt.
"Ouch." I wined back.
Jason grabbed me, flipped me over on my stomach, and began to kiss by ass where he swatted me. He became aggressive and loving towards me. I guess I had won not only his body, but his heart as well. He kept kissing by butt as he held my arms against the bed.
At first, it was a playful gesture, but now he was kissing my ass like he was really turned on. I tried to relax and enjoy my new experience with my new Master. I was willing to give him my asshole to use for his pleasure. I knew he would be gentle.
He started tonguing up and down the crack of my ass and then he gently spread my butt cheeks. His tongue found its way to by anus and he began tongue fucking my asshole. It felt good. He held my ass cheeks apart and dived in for a good rim job. He ate my ass like it was dessert. I knew he wanted to fuck me and I was gradually giving in to his desires. He moved his body directly over me and began to lubricate his cock with his spit. He fingered my ass very slowly then pulled my ass up higher. I placed my pillow under my hips positioning my ass for his entry. He slowly put the head of his cock at my ass hole then pushed slowly as it entered me. It did not hurt as much as I thought it might but the pain slowly went away. I reached for his buttocks to let him understanding I was willing. He pushed a bit more and it popped right into then entry. He leaned into me harder and it went all the way in. I jumped with pain but he assured me this was not a rape. but a loving entry. I trembled when I felt his full cock throb in my body.
He lay on top of me and started kissing my neck and ear as he slowly moved his cock in and out of me. His cock was not small, but a well developed long and thick cock. It began to feel so good as it rubbed against my prostate. It fit in me so well. I felt his hot warm balls pound against my ass as he made love to me. This was so right for us.
I held on to the head of the bed with each long and deep thrust of his manly cock. He was getting closer to his orgasm and was getting wilder with each thrust. I held on for dear life, as my nearly virgin ass was getting ready to receive my new lover's love juices. Then he released his sperm into me as he let out moan after moan of sexual pleasure. I suddenly realized I was about to cum too. His big cock had rubbed against my prostate causing me to empty my load all over the pillow I had placed under my hips. It was a sensation I had never experienced before and it was tremendous. I gasped and moaned in orgasmic pleasure along with Jason as he shot his sperm deep into my bowels. He collapsed his sweaty body on mine. Our bodies blended together in love.
After a few minutes of relaxation, Jason turned me to my side and gripped me tightly. He never pulled his cock out of my ass but held on to me as we both fell into a nice sleep. Jason and I cuddled for about an hour than he slowly pulled his semi-hard cock out of my cum filled asshole. I felt empty without his cock in me, but I realized he would be filling me up again later.
I got up slowly to go to the bathroom. I needed to release the full load of cum that Jason had so lovingly planted in my body. I didn't want to do it, but had no choice. Jason had taken his piss and walked out on the balcony to take a breath of fresh air. After I cleaned myself, I went to see if he was all right. He was sitting on the edge of the railing looking up at the moon. When he saw me, he smiled and pulled me gently into his arms and kissed me on the back of my neck.
"Hello, partner. Are you feeling all right? I didn't hurt you did I? I tried to be gentle but you are such a hot fuck, that I could hardly control myself. Ron, you are great and I don't know how I got this far without you."
"I am fine and ready to go again. You don't have to be as gentle the next time. I like it when you treat me like another man." I curled in close to Jason's body to keep warm from the night air.
"Let's go back inside. You look cold and I could use a cup of your famous hot chocolate. I understand it is an aphrodisiac and I want us to fuck some more, but this time I want you on your back so we can make more personal contact for love making. I am beginning to like this kissing thing with you, except for the whisker burns I might get on my face." We both laughed and went back inside for more chocolate and more sex.
I think this has been a Mastering Situation.
End of 02 Word Count 3230, 01/19/2005