Pool Submissive Chapter Six
By Fabius
m/M Reluctant Humiliation S/M.
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Fourteen year old Pete smirked triumphantly, looked down, and giggled at the man who had become his total subbie sex toy in the space of just a few hours. Now was the time to move on to the next portion of Pete's plan to ensnare Jeff so completely in his web of subservience that the older man could never get free.
The boy reached down and hauled Jeff to his feet by gripping the older man's erect penis firmly between his strong fingers and tugging hard. His efforts were rewarded by Jeff's squeal of pain, but the older man still obeyed and came along docilely behind his owner who laughed again as he let go of Jeff's tormented and blood gorged penis, crooked his finger and thumb into a vicious `O', and caught Jeff around his scrotal sac. Then, in total control of his adult slave, Pete pulled Jeff roughly along behind him.
Pete led the naked and cowed older man into his own living room. There, across the room, was a long sofa. Pete immediately plopped himself down on the sofa, pulled the older man down beside him, and began frenching and fondling his toy lewdly.
At first, Jeff struggled with the boy in a vain attempt to reassert some sense of control to his life. But as the fourteen year old's hands moved around his nipples, and his navel, and his rock hard and painful erection, the older man surrendered totally and began to gurgle contentedly to be receiving such salacious treatment from the boy. Jeff had never lost his arousal, and the craving for release was stronger in him than ever. His balls ached to cum and cum long, thick spurts up into the air. But he knew all too well not to beg Pete to allow him to cum. That would only happen when the boy wanted it to, and Jeff's needs and cravings had no part in Pete's equation.
After a while of indulging his desire to tongue kiss and play with the older man, driving him nearly to distraction with his nimble fingers and tongue, Jeff finally stopped and said, "Jeff, why don't you get down on the floor with your slutty face stuffed right between my thighs like the good little subbie you are. I know what a real treat it is for you to be allowed to taste my boy cock. And you certainly deserve a treat as a reward for promising to be my little slut from now on."
Without giving it a second thought, Jeff eagerly did exactly as he was told. His chin soon rested on the edge of the sofa and his tongue began its happy work of bringing his owner off, not too quickly, of course. He knew if he made Pete cum too soon, the boy would punish him severely.
Pete looked down at his man slave as Jeff hungrily licked and sucked his fourteen year old owner's long, slender cock, fully comprehending just how far Jeff had fallen into his evil trap. It made the boy smile and remember. His mom had fallen just the same way almost six months ago, and he began fantasizing about all the ways he would make her prove how much of a hungry mommy slave she was sometime later that night. But, right now, the boy was just enjoying what Jeff was doing to him. He knew he had to pace himself, even as he felt the hot boy precum oozing from the head of his shaft.
Pete's right hand began possessively sliding back and forth along the top of Jeff's head, guiding the older man where he wanted him to go. "Jeff," the boy whispered down at his sex slave. "Do you want me to call Mom and tell her to get her butt over here so you can show her your tricks?"
Jeff didn't reply in words, but he redoubled his sucking and licking efforts. His salacious actions told Pete in no uncertain terms that the older man could hardly wait to perform in front of the boy's mom. Jeff giggled in anticipation.
Pete now freely and happily exercised his complete dominance over Jeff just as if he had been doing so for years. Jeff, who sensed deep in his very soul the utter futility of fighting against his tormentor, just knelt on the floor, praying desperate that this would all go away very, very soon; but knowing in his deepest core that it probably never would.
As he licked and sucked his boy owner, Jeff came to understand more and more just how desperate was his current situation. The more he felt the boy twist and wriggle and listened to his happy squeals, the more he understood how his unconscious sexual needs and desires had so thoroughly been used by Pete to entrap him. He still found it so hard to believe that he had subconsciously wanted to be intimate with this fourteen year old boy since the beginning of the summer. And Pete had known it all along, and had used that need to ensnare him and make him his sex toy.
Jeff's senses reeled as he sucked the hot and sticky precum out of the boy; precum that his salacious, hungry tongue had coaxed out of his owner. A part of Jeff was simply transfixed with horror as he saw himself being tricked into swallowing Pete's boy cum down his hungry throat and drinking Pete's urine into his waiting mouth. Even as he continued to lick and suck the boy, deep despair and a grave sense of hopelessness began to overwhelm him, body and soul. Jeff had never even remotely suspected that deep down inside him lurked a ravenous, licentious sex hungry man who obviously craved the wanton attentions of a young adolescent boy. But he had to admit to himself that the salacious, sick things he had done at Pete's orders this evening did not lie, and, because of it, Jeff could do nothing now but humbly consign himself to the dreadful fate providence and Pete had allotted him.
Once Jeff had come to that understanding of his fate, he was able to examine, at least a little, his current response to what this evening's activities showed him about himself. Clearly, from the way his body was reacting, the older man was most obviously craving to get off on the boy loving he was being coerced into. There was no denying, even to himself, that he had reacted hungrily to the feel and taste of the tantalizing boy flesh put within his reach. Furthermore Jeff had strong feelings of sex hunger about Pete's soft, cool hand as it impudently roved over his own flesh. Even though Jeff had had enough experience of the fourteen year old so far during this one night to know with absolute certainty that his new boy owner was the embodiment of evil itself, the older man was still somehow drawn mysteriously to his seductive touch. Jeff did not consciously want Pete's hand to make him react in such a passionate manner, but he could not seem to help himself.
So deeply enmeshed in his own moral downfall was he that Jeff hardly noticed the salacious effect his sucking and licking was having on Pete. The boy was avidly watching the scene of Jeff's degradation unfold right between his legs. The boy giggled and hooted at the sight of the older man on the floor licking his crotch. And the feel of his hot tongue on Pete's most intimate places was pleasure beyond belief; particularly because Pete knew that Jeff was struggling with himself over it.
As a sign of his own growing horniness, Pete increased his pressing the older man's head ever more firmly against his sex. Pete knew perfectly well that this man was now his for the taking, and he made sure by his hand movements that Jeff knew it, too.
Pete couldn't stand it any more. He was bursting with hellish desire to torment the older man beneath him. He dragged Jeff's mouth off his young cock and pushed him roughly to the living room floor. Then the boy pounced upon the vulnerable naked older man like a tiger upon its prey. Jeff suddenly was being cruelly sucked on and bitten, pinched and scratched, palpated and prodded by his young assailant. The completely broken older man just lay there on his living room floor and sobbed his heart out as Pete took his fill of his cruel play pain/pleasure with him.
From his place on the floor below the boy, Jeff could plainly see the ravenous lust hunger in Pete's eyes. He realized then that the boy had decided that the time was right to move his play to the next level. Pete reached his hand down to Jeff's upturned face and turned it so that he was looking directly into the young boy's commanding stare.
"Now Jeff, wasn't that a sweet little show you just put on for me, cutiepie? Didn't my precum taste just wonderful? And didn't you just love my nasty hands all over your slutty body?"
Jeff began to cry hard, bitter tears of understanding as he nodded his head in agreement. Pete giggled as he tenderly stroked Jeff's tearstained cheek. Jeff just sobbed and sobbed.
After a while, Jeff's wracking sobs slowly subsided as Pete's hand continued to reassure and comfort him. But the hot tears of his humiliation continued to flow. The older man just could not seem to stop crying.
Pete looked down at his tormented sex toy and noted that despite his hot tears and despite everything he had endured so far, as Pete continued to caress his skin and console him with tender words, Jeff began to sense, somewhere deep in the recesses of his tormented psyche, all those vague and uncertain stirrings and cravings taking over control of his body yet again. Pete, who was truly experienced in these matters well beyond his fourteen years, gently stoked Jeff's sparks of nascent masochistic desire by allowing his seductive hands sensitively to continue to make love to his captive's abused body. His caressing fingers glided tenderly over Jeff's welt marks from the beating he had given him. His lewd fingers caressed the older man's neck, and shoulders, and pecs, and nipples; petting and fondling his victim until he saw the telltale flare of his nostrils and the beginnings of a flush across his chest. Pete looked down to see Jeff's penis twitching and leaking a steady ooze of precum. The older man began to whimper piteously with unrequited need.
Pete could see it in Jeff's pleading eyes. The older man would do anything to gain sexual release. And because of this fact, the boy knew he was winning again. Yes, indeed. Yet another sweet, and meek, and submissive, and tormentable victim to add to his growing collection. First his mom. Now Jeff. What fun. What next?
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