OBEYING MITCH by Will Obe
Chapter 2
Mitch was standing at the bar drinking a pint of beer when I joined him. I'd pulled up my briefs and jeans and put on my not too clean t-shirt while fighting off guys trying to touch up my ass and prick. Mitch hands me a pint he's ordered and smiles.
"Did you know you've spunk all over your face Andy? Mine and yours."
I lift a corner of my shirt to clean it off. Mitch stops me.
"No, leave it. It's good for your complexion.
I wonder what other guys looking at me must think? Mitch lifts a hand to my face and with his fingertips starts massaging the cum into my skin.
"Oh dear, some has dried. Never mind."
Mitch suddenly spits into my face, grins and starts rubbing his spittle and the semen all over my face. He finishes by inserting his fingers into my mouth. I suck and lick them; aware I'm being watched by the guys around us.
"That's better. Am I right in thinking you like sucking Andy?"
"Yeah, suppose I do. Never done it before tonight."
"You're kidding me! How come I meet you in a place like this then?"
"Curiosity. Thought I'd come and see what goes on. It's my first time."
"What?! Look, I guessed long ago when I first saw you in my seminar you might be gay Andy, but are you now telling me you're a virgin?"
"If you mean is this the first time I've had sex with another man, yeah that's the truth absolutely. I didn't realise it was you, but I'm glad it was. It was really quite something looking up and realising it was your cock I had in my mouth."
"Yeah and you didn't miss a beat did you? Did you enjoy being forced to suck my cock?"
"Oh yeah. Loved it."
"And being spanked and made to cry in front of all those guys?"
"Suppose I did. It was all so sudden. Nothing like that has ever happened to me before, but I loved it, really."
Mitch looks at me in startled surprise, "You saying what I think you're saying, that what happened to you in here is ordinary gay sex?"
"Isn't it?"
"And me spitting in your face is okay?"
"Yeah, I sort of liked it if you did?"
"Think we need to find a quiet corner and sort you out boy."
Mitch grips my arm firmly and leads me to a table at the back of the bar. We both sit down. Mitch looks serious.
"This is a S and M bar Andy. Didn't you realise that?"
"Knew it was a leather bar. What's S and M?"
"Oh fuck! Didn't you learn anything at college? M and S or S and M mean various things you'll find. Put simply, M is for Master as far as I'm concerned and S is for slave. Which is what I think you are without knowing it. Roughly it means you like punishment and being made to do as you're told."
"Yeah, that's odd isn't it? I mean I've seen stuff about it in the gay mags. Was drawn to it in a sort of strange way I suppose. Just didn't realise."
Mitch bursts out laughing. "In that case it was lucky you met me your first time out."
"Sorry, I'm a bit naive I suppose. But was I okay? Hoped you might want to do it again."
"Listen naive little Andy, I've been looking for a boy like you for a long time. Of course I want to do it again. But only if you're willing and you know what you're getting into."
"Willing to do what?"
"I want to train you to obey, submit and be my sexual slave. Is that plain enough?"
"Oh yeah! Wow! That's exactly what I want to be... I think."
"You think? Yes, well you're right to be cautious. I'll give you a month's trial Andy and then we can both decide. How's that sound?"
"Fantastic Mitch, absolutely fucking fantastic! It's a deal."
I grab his hand and shake it as if I've just bought a second-hand car. He tugs his hand away, almost viciously.
"First lesson boy, you never touch me without my permission. Okay?"
"Whatever you say Mitch," I say laughing.
"Second lesson boy, you call me Sir from now on at all times. And you call me Master when instructed. Understand?"
"Yes Sir."
My excitement diminishes. He suddenly appears so stern. What am I doing?
"You will learn to be obedient boy. At all times. You will obey my orders without hesitation. Think you can do that?"
"I'll try Mit... Sir."
"Trying is not enough boy. Unhesitating obedience in a slave is a requirement."
"Yes Sir, I understand Sir." My excitement at being ordered about by this big man is reviving. It's what I want I'm sure.
"Right, well stand up and take off your jeans now."
Startled at such a request I stand up, but then pause with my hands at my waistband. It's not a request; it's an order. I quickly unbutton my jeans and they drop to the floor. Nobody else seems to have noticed thank goodness. I stand there.
"Off I said."
I prize off my trainers and shake the jeans off my feet. Mitch leans forward and grips my hard prick through my briefs.
"Forgot to tell you boy. Slaves don't wear undies. Get them off and quick."
I bend to take them off and kick them away with my feet. Now I stand up, my t-shirt hardly covering my belly button, to see that several heads have turned towards us. My prick is rock hard and erect for everyone to see.
"Stand up straight boy."
I do so, blushing, as a few guys move forward to see what might happen. I'm wondering too. Mitch takes hold of my hard prick and leads me around to the other side of the table so the guys can see my bare bottom. Is he going to spank me again? I shiver at the thought. He presses my head down onto the table. I'm doubled over, my bare bottom being viewed by all these leather guys. Wow! It's the sort of thing I know I want.
"Pull your ass cheeks apart with your fingers boy," I hear Mitch saying.
I reach back and pull my naked arse cheeks apart. As wide as I can knowing they can all see my most secret orifice.
"What you think guys? Isn't that the most beautiful pink puckered rosebud you've seen?"
A chorus of wows, you-bets and whistles. A wet finger I presume to be Mitch's slides over my anus and then enters. He slowly finger fucks me as I writhe in excitement on the tabletop. I'm his slave. This is a demonstration of his power and my submission.
"Something else may interest you guys. This new slave of mine is a virgin. Never had a cock up him."
Please let me know what you think of this chapter. will.obe@btinternet.com
OBEYING MITCH by Will Obe
Chapter 2
Mitch was standing at the bar drinking a pint of beer when I joined him. I'd pulled up my briefs and jeans and put on my not too clean t-shirt while fighting off guys trying to touch up my ass and prick. Mitch hands me a pint he's ordered and smiles.
"Did you know you've spunk all over your face Andy? Mine and yours."
I lift a corner of my shirt to clean it off. Mitch stops me.
"No, leave it. It's good for your complexion.
I wonder what other guys looking at me must think? Mitch lifts a hand to my face and with his fingertips starts massaging the cum into my skin.
"Oh dear, some has dried. Never mind."
Mitch suddenly spits into my face, grins and starts rubbing his spittle and the semen all over my face. He finishes by inserting his fingers into my mouth. I suck and lick them; aware I'm being watched by the guys around us.
"That's better. Am I right in thinking you like sucking Andy?"
"Yeah, suppose I do. Never done it before tonight."
"You're kidding me! How come I meet you in a place like this then?"
"Curiosity. Thought I'd come and see what goes on. It's my first time."
"What?! Look, I guessed long ago when I first saw you in my seminar you might be gay Andy, but are you now telling me you're a virgin?"
"If you mean is this the first time I've had sex with another man, yeah that's the truth absolutely. I didn't realise it was you, but I'm glad it was. It was really quite something looking up and realising it was your cock I had in my mouth."
"Yeah and you didn't miss a beat did you? Did you enjoy being forced to suck my cock?"
"Oh yeah. Loved it."
"And being spanked and made to cry in front of all those guys?"
"Suppose I did. It was all so sudden. Nothing like that has ever happened to me before, but I loved it, really."
Mitch looks at me in startled surprise, "You saying what I think you're saying, that what happened to you in here is ordinary gay sex?"
"Isn't it?"
"And me spitting in your face is okay?"
"Yeah, I sort of liked it if you did?"
"Think we need to find a quiet corner and sort you out boy."
Mitch grips my arm firmly and leads me to a table at the back of the bar. We both sit down. Mitch looks serious.
"This is a S and M bar Andy. Didn't you realise that?"
"Knew it was a leather bar. What's S and M?"
"Oh fuck! Didn't you learn anything at college? M and S or S and M mean various things you'll find. Put simply, M is for Master as far as I'm concerned and S is for slave. Which is what I think you are without knowing it. Roughly it means you like punishment and being made to do as you're told."
"Yeah, that's odd isn't it? I mean I've seen stuff about it in the gay mags. Was drawn to it in a sort of strange way I suppose. Just didn't realise."
Mitch bursts out laughing. "In that case it was lucky you met me your first time out."
"Sorry, I'm a bit naive I suppose. But was I okay? Hoped you might want to do it again."
"Listen naive little Andy, I've been looking for a boy like you for a long time. Of course I want to do it again. But only if you're willing and you know what you're getting into."
"Willing to do what?"
"I want to train you to obey, submit and be my sexual slave. Is that plain enough?"
"Oh yeah! Wow! That's exactly what I want to be... I think."
"You think? Yes, well you're right to be cautious. I'll give you a month's trial Andy and then we can both decide. How's that sound?"
"Fantastic Mitch, absolutely fucking fantastic! It's a deal."
I grab his hand and shake it as if I've just bought a second-hand car. He tugs his hand away, almost viciously.
"First lesson boy, you never touch me without my permission. Okay?"
"Whatever you say Mitch," I say laughing.
"Second lesson boy, you call me Sir from now on at all times. And you call me Master when instructed. Understand?"
"Yes Sir."
My excitement diminishes. He suddenly appears so stern. What am I doing?
"You will learn to be obedient boy. At all times. You will obey my orders without hesitation. Think you can do that?"
"I'll try Mit... Sir."
"Trying is not enough boy. Unhesitating obedience in a slave is a requirement."
"Yes Sir, I understand Sir." My excitement at being ordered about by this big man is reviving. It's what I want I'm sure.
"Right, well stand up and take off your jeans now."
Startled at such a request I stand up, but then pause with my hands at my waistband. It's not a request; it's an order. I quickly unbutton my jeans and they drop to the floor. Nobody else seems to have noticed thank goodness. I stand there.
"Off I said."
I prize off my trainers and shake the jeans off my feet. Mitch leans forward and grips my hard prick through my briefs.
"Forgot to tell you boy. Slaves don't wear undies. Get them off and quick."
I bend to take them off and kick them away with my feet. Now I stand up, my t-shirt hardly covering my belly button, to see that several heads have turned towards us. My prick is rock hard and erect for everyone to see.
"Stand up straight boy."
I do so, blushing, as a few guys move forward to see what might happen. I'm wondering too. Mitch takes hold of my hard prick and leads me around to the other side of the table so the guys can see my bare bottom. Is he going to spank me again? I shiver at the thought. He presses my head down onto the table. I'm doubled over, my bare bottom being viewed by all these leather guys. Wow! It's the sort of thing I know I want.
"Pull your ass cheeks apart with your fingers boy," I hear Mitch saying.
I reach back and pull my naked arse cheeks apart. As wide as I can knowing they can all see my most secret orifice.
"What you think guys? Isn't that the most beautiful pink puckered rosebud you've seen?"
A chorus of wows, you-bets and whistles. A wet finger I presume to be Mitch's slides over my anus and then enters. He slowly finger fucks me as I writhe in excitement on the tabletop. I'm his slave. This is a demonstration of his power and my submission.
"Something else may interest you guys. This new slave of mine is a virgin. Never had a cock up him."
Please let me know what you think of this chapter. will.obe@btinternet.com