OBEYING MY BOI
Chapter 3
Daddy picks me up, carries me into the bedroom and lays me down on his king-size bed. It's covered in black leather, as are the pillows. I watch as he strips off his tight t-shirt to reveal his fabulous six-pack and black hairy chest. Even more keenly I watch as he slowly unzips his leather jeans, his eyes gazing into mine. He rolls his jeans down to his ankles and completely off. As he straightens up I have my first sight of his erect fantastic male organ. Long and thick. Circumcised and oozing pre-cum. Equally fantastic are his large hairy balls, wonderful thick thighs and sturdy legs. What does this young hunk see in me! He could have any woman or gay man he wants, but he's chosen me, an overweight 50-year-old. No question he's kinkier than I am, But definitely no complaints from me!
He crawls up the bed licking my legs and inner thighs as he does so. His arms stretch up so his fingers can play and twist my nipples. Daddy sucks my shaved balls and prick. Wow! I'm nearly over the top, but he seems to sense this and moves his mouth up to my tits and sucks and chews on them in turn. I can feel his gigantic erect cock pressing onto mine and then for an instance prodding itself between my legs and searching for my fuckhole. I open my legs in welcome.
Daddy has other ideas and moves up my body to give me a lingering deep throat kiss with me eagerly sucking his tongue. He quickly raises his cock until it falls on my lips. This is what I've been waiting for and I suck his cock to the back of my throat. Going to work I swallow as much of its broad length that I can. It's not enough for him and he forcefully fucks my mouth until I gag and gag again. It's painful, but also heaven. I'm his boi and it's my job to satisfy Daddy's lusts. If he wants to fill my mouth with his spunk that's what I want. Again he has other ideas. He grasps my hands with his and stretches them upwards before dropping his heavy body onto mine. His legs on my legs, his cock on mine and his tits moving to and fro on my lips with me sucking on them hard when given the chance. Quickly he slithers down my body, lifts my legs onto his shoulders, bends his head down and proceeds to eat my arse out. Wow! This is something I've never experienced. Licking and tonguing my hole, he is raising me to a new sexual high. Just in time he ends his fuck-hole slobbering and rising up hefts his mighty tool for me to view before he aims it at my anus and prods forward until I'm entered. This is it I think. He's going to use me as he's entitled to use me. In and out; playful and marvellous. Then he plunges his cock past my sphincter. I squeal out loud as he advances ruthlessly and reams his thick hardness in and out of me. Now I feel Daddy's cock possessing me and I relax and respond by moving my fuckhole in unison with his thrusts. He dribbles spittle down in my obedient open mouth and I swallow.
"Good boi," Daddy whispers breathlessly as he continues pumping, "is this good? This what you need?"
"Yes Daddy. Please fuck me Daddy... please fuck me. Make me your boi wife."
"Oh yeah boi. I'm breeding you good and slow boi... what a cunt... what a cunt you've got babe. You must have been shagged well and truly boi to have a cunt like yours. You a slut boi?"
What can I say? He's right about me being a slut, but way back in my younger days. Should I admit it? Is this what he wants to hear?
"Yes Daddy... I'm sorry."
"No apologies boi, tell me you're a slut."
"I'm a slut Daddy... I'm a dirty little fifty-year old slut. Fuck me Daddy... please fuck me."
My words seem to immediately re-invigorate my 26-year-old Daddy and his piston thrusts gather momentum. His eyes blaze down at me, filled with lust. I smile up at him as he pounds my ass. I love this guy. I want to belong to him. Do anything he commands. Be his boi. Be fucked by him constantly. He spits into me face and I lick his spittle from around my lips and swallow it with joy. His youthful grin tells me he understands me and wants me... wants to breed me with his seed. I could lie and take his fucking forever, but he's beginning to pant. Obviously near to climax. I try to tighten and relax my ass muscles in an effort to increase his sexual excitement. Daddy loves it and thrusts eagerly in and out of me boycunt.
"Aaaargh... take my spunk boi. Take it... take it you slut."
I look up at my Daddy's face. Set in a sexually satisfied grimace and red flushed, he shoots gob after gob of spunk into my guts. I feel each spurt and welcome it. I'm truly a slut. A male slut in need of domination by a Daddy like my young Master. For that is what he is. But he's tired and as he lowers me legs and his great cock slides from my ass, he rolls to one side and is almost asleep. Doing my duty I roll myself onto his body and my mouth connects with his slimy cum covered cock head. I lick and suck it clean, loving the taste of his creamy spunk in my mouth. I keep his softened cock in my mouth as I wank myself to a spurting climax. Than I fall into a deep sleep, his cock still in my mouth.
Daddy's not there when I stir myself awake. I'm covered in a black silk sheet. How thoughtful of him I think. Then I hear him in the bathroom. That's okay. Lying there I wonder about going to work and decide against it. They owe me some holiday days. I'll ring them later. Daddy comes out of the bathroom already dressed in a dark business suit, blue shirt and striped tie. He looks wonderful and the bulge in his crotch catches my eye. He snatches the black sheet off me and I lie there for him to see me naked with my morning hard-on.
"Good morning boi. Don't move. I want to look at my boi."
What does this twenty-six year old Adonis see in me, a fifty-year-old, 5'6" tall, overweight old guy? He must be mad! But I'm not about to argue. If he wants me to use and fuck me as his boi, fantastic!
"Turn over and let me see your ass boi."
I obey and know he's relishing the look of my thrashed red butts and the marks of the cane made by him.
"Nice. Turn over again boi and open your mouth."
He's moved closer and his semi stiff cock is sticking out from his unzipped trousers. Wow! I'm going to get his spunk in my mouth.
"I've been saving something for my boi."
He begins to piss into my open mouth and I swirl it around my mouth and swallow in great gulps until he's gushing so fast I can't keep up and my mouth overflows down my chin and cheeks onto the bed's leather cover. Now he moves his cock and sluices me up and down from head to toes. I turn over and over, wallowing in his morning piss, until the flow stops. I raise myself to lick the last few drops from his huge purple cock-head. He pulls my face and mouth forward until his cock is deep in my throat and I suck and slaver like any boi or wife would. I work hard, first swallowing and then bringing the tip of his cock to the edge of my lips before swallowing again. He is pushing in and out hard, gasping with sexual excitement.
"Aaaargh... aaargh ... aaargh... you fucking randy bastard", he yells, "take it boi... take my seed... take it... swallow it you slut."
He's near to cumming and I start to wank my own prick. He slaps my hand away from my penis as he fills my mouth with load after load of his lovely cum. If this is what is going to happen every morning, it's what I want. What I need. To be his sub boi drinking his man liquid. Showing him respect. His cock droops from my mouth and I eagerly suck up every spot of his seed. He stands up and closes his zip.
"Okay boi, now you wank. Show your Daddy how sexy you are."
He watches as I masturbate myself in front of him and I enjoy the humiliation this brings. Me wanking to order in front of a young man. I shoot everything I've got up onto my chest. Great gobs of spunk cover me, as I lie back exhausted. Daddy scoops up my spunk with a finger and feeds it into my mouth. Daddy smiles.
"Aren't you a slut boi? Mouth and ass full of man juice, lying in your Daddy's piss. Luckily I've a cleaner who's used to clearing up after me so you just leave everything, have a shower and shave and help yourself to breakfast. I'm off to the office. One last thing, stay naked and don't go to work. Okay?"
"Yes Daddy. I'll ring them later."
Daddy leans down and kisses me gently on the lips.
"Tell them you will not be returning ever. Okay?"
"If you say so Daddy."
I lie there as I hear him slam the front door, Not returning to work - ever? Think I'll need to discuss that with Daddy. I begin to feel cold lying in the wet piss so rouse myself and go to the bathroom. On the edge of the large washbasin are two towels and a package marked 'boi'. Inside, an electric razor and an electric toothbrush together with a list of instructions.
Shower and shave face and body at least twice a day; Enema morning and evening; Keep hair parted like a schoolboy.
I love this control even when Daddy is absent and I obey his instructions. In the large, modern kitchen I sit naked on a stool at a high breakfast counter and enjoy cereals, toast and marmalade, and coffee. As I drink my second cup I hear the front door open and close. Footsteps come towards the kitchen. I'm on the verge of panic, but as only the top half of my naked body can be seen I calm down. A tall, slim young guy stares at me. He's in his early twenties and quite dishy looking wearing black sports shorts and a black tank top.
"You the new boi? Hi, I'm Bobby, James's cleaner."
"Yes. I am what he calls his boi."
"Yeah, he likes bois of your age. Come on out and let me see all of you boi."
I take it he has the right to give me orders so I obediently step out from behind the breakfast bar and show myself, naked and shaved. The enjoyable humiliation of taking orders from this young guy has given me an erection. He moves forward, takes hold of my prick with one hand and twists my nipples in turn with the fingers of his other hand.
"You like being handled like this don't you boi?"
"Yes Sir," I mumble.
"No sirs, just Bobby to you boi. Turn around and show me your butt."
I turn and his hands slide over the bare flesh of my bottom. He pulls me around to face his grinning face.
"Not a bad ass for an old'un. And nicely red and cane marked. Look at mine."
He steps away, strips off completely and allows me to gaze at his wonderful slim young body. Shaved like me. No body hair anywhere. He turns his back to me. His backside is deep red and cane marked like my own. He turns around.
"We're into the same thing boi. Except my Master is my own age and I'm his slave, not his boi. Look at this."
He turns slightly and points to a dark red mark on his upper right ass cheek. At first I think it's a tattoo then realise it's a brand mark stating "TOM'S slave".
"Done at a party when I agreed in public to be his slave. Master Tom used a red-hot branding iron and pressed it into my butt for all to see. I nearly passed out, but from that moment on I became his property and I'm very proud of my ownership mark. What do you think?"
"Incredible! Not sure I could take it myself."
"You may have no choice boi when the time comes."
He bundles his clothes into a cupboard and brings out a box of cleaning materials.
"Like you I have stay naked indoors. Did Master James piss over you in bed?"
"Well... yes."
"Thought so, it'll need a good cleaning and polishing that leather. I'll start there. You go and relax on the sun terrace. It's a nice day and there are no nosy neighbours to overlook you."
Bobby takes off for the bedroom. I watch his lovely caned butt disappear and I go in search of the sun terrace. It's through French-windows off the living area. Several sun-loungers and chairs surrounded by many attractive potted plants and flowers. I lie down and spread my body to face the sun. This is the life!
I close my eyes and doze off until I feel a hand on my prick and quickly sit up. Bobby pushes me down again.
"Only me boi. I'll get thrashed if I don't put some sun cream on this delicate white body of yours. Starting with your cock and nuts."
My prick is standing up stiff and he pushes my foreskin backwards and forwards a number of times before moving on to my balls. His soft hands glide over my belly and chest, my shoulders and arms and shaved armpits. Gently over my face, around my eyes, my eyelids, my ears and up into my hairline. Then my feet, ankles, legs and thighs.
"Turn over boi."
Softly he applies the cream to my neck and back, my legs and thighs. His hands slide up my inner thighs and over my ass cheeks. I'm already moaning with pleasure when he pulls my cheeks apart and creams the one part of me, which is never going to get sunburnt. His long finger probes into me and fucks me.
"How do you like that boi. Is it like Daddy shagging you?"
"Yes," I'm starting to breathe heavily.
Another finger and then three and four fucking my tight hole. Wow! I'm on a sexual high.
"Now my Master's big black cock is in there too. You like the thought boi? Two big cocks fucking you?"
"Yes Sir," I gasp, "I do, please fuck me Sir."
"Nice cunt you've got boi. You need more?"
"Please Sir... please."
"Good boi. Get up on your hands and knees. You're a bitch on heat boi." I obey. He's right. This is awesome!
"Now boi... my knuckles in your fuckhole. Opening you up. Now my wrist... nearly there boi. Feel me flicking your prostate boi?"
A new sensation, completely new and I'm whimpering and moaning out loud, on the edge. Bobby reaches under me, grasps my hard prick and pumps me.
"Wish you could see this bitch boi. My fist inside you, my arm up your cunt fucking you real good. It's happened to me so I know it's what you need boi. Come on boi, shoot your girlie spunk... shoot... do as your Master orders... shoot boi."
Blubbering, shaking and grunting, I unload, as I can never remember shooting my spunk before. I slump down onto the lounge; Bobby withdraws his hand from under me and wipes his semen-covered hand over my face.
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