Rooms-for-Willem 2
By Chaim from the Netherlands. bchaim@hotmail.com
March 2001.
Nifty: Authoritarian / Adult Youth AGGSM: t/M/ t/M/t/t bond NC
This second chapter is again nearly totally fiction. Any relations to living persons are just in my mind (so not real).
This story depicts act between gay people. If this is distasteful for you, stop reading!
If it is illegal to read it. It is at your own risk, and so don't... do it. Save sex isn't always in the story. Do it real life!
The copyright is by Chaim (c). ----------------------------------------------------------------------------
You have to read rooms-for-Willem 1 first, to understand this story. Hopefully you do. ALL Comments are very welcome at: bchaim@hotmail.com ----------------------------------------------------------------------------
Willem, just 18, crossed his neighbours wall. After a meeting with a strange guy... (he never saw, but told him he will be his Master) He is "forced" to do some rooms.
Jan, takes over, he is a smooth man from Asia, to comfort him, and to bring him to The Rooms.
Dave is his trainer, the giant, beautiful man, they met already in the first Room.
What came after the first room...
Jan took me by the hand and brought us back to our room. He smiled his big smile. I'm still naked, but don't care anymore. Jan is nice.
'Get dressed'
He handled me a fresh pair of tight briefs,
'I have a big surprise for you!'
I really didn't knew what he mean. I struggled to get his white briefs on, these were small, very small for me. Jan helped me to get my small teen boy dick inside, stroking my hair.
'Your next room is in two hours... have a nap'
'O.K'
I laid down on our bed. Trying to relax. Jan laid naked next to me. I hugged his little strong body, drifting into a dreamless sleep. Jan shake my naked shoulders.
'Wake up, Willem, it is time!'
I felt my little eager cock pressing the soft cotton of my small white briefs. Feeling Jan his soft naked cock on my warm smooth belly. He gave not a reaction. Just took my hand and lifted me from our bed.
'Before we go on, I have to ask you some questions, but you are already used to that, don't you?'
'Yes, but question are welcome by you'
We both smile...
'Tell me about your class mates'
'Why?'
'Just do! Willem'
'OK, we have a study group... about 16 pupils, not very special, you know'
'No one round, who is special to you? Never jacked yourself thing of one of them?'
Jan was getting to his point.
'Well, uh... I think so'
'Ruben is a great guy, he is very hairy, uh, he is really grown up for his age. I mean: We showered together, so I could see him naked. Just looked, nothing more! Just at his chest and big dick, he will not have noticed. But, trust me, Jan, never did anything with him! He is The Mister Hetero himself. He would have killed me by the idea alone. I was straight myself, before I met you.'
Jan laughed loud.
He stroked my smooth chest and lifted me up from our bed. We walked through the house, the cold stone floor is cold at my feet. Jan stopped at a closed door. I wanted to ask him what to expect. Jan silent me putting a finger to his beautiful lips.
'Walk in and sit on the chair in the middle of the room. No noise, just do what I told you!'
I walked in, the room was dark. I found the chair hitting it. Hell this was weird. I sat down on the chair. In a flash the lights were on. Jan was standing at the door at his position, standing at attention. Next to the chair was a big double bed. I couldn't believe my eyes!
Before my own eyes: Roger was there!
He was spread out his wrist in leather ropes, his ankles bound to the bedposts... just wearing very tight black jockeys. Roger was blind folded. He could not see me or Jan. I looked at Jan, and he gave me one of his beautiful knowing smiles. I breathed hard. I still couldn't believe my eyes!
Roger was there! My hero... taking a shower in school was hard to do: To meet his big, grown up body. Not getting a boner. To avoid showing any sexual interest. He, Roger, who came back in my dreams, late at night, at my bike driving around. Roger was in my dreams, naked, wet. I listened to his stories about getting chicks... His young chest, powerful, strong, hairy, full of black hair. Roger my dream!
Strong black hair between his nipples on his pecs, the ladder from his belly button to his big cock. All the hair I miss, just having three of them between my nipples on my smooth chest.
He treated me always like shit. I was always intimidated by him! He gave me names, threw my belongings on the wet floor, if they were in his way.
And he shouted at me 'faggot', when I did something wrong in his eyes. Roger was always making statements about my results (mostly A, so between a good or the best).
Roger... he was my, and the schools sports hero. You don't have to be gay, to have an idol.
Roger is so big for his age, a real tough sportsman. My wet dream... tell you that! Girls and boys are begging for his attention.
Jan spoke before I could say a thing.
'This is room three. You may NOT speak, otherwise you will be punished by Dave. You will find out his other, harsh way! You see this boy?'
Of course I saw! I saw Roger! This bloke, my sport hero, nearly naked on this bed! I didn't speak as ordered. Not the fear Dave could punish me, silent me, just the sight of Roger, laying there before my eyes, powerful, Just in his tight black jockeys!
Jan smiled. The door opened and Big Dave entered. Strong and big, young, blond, a beautiful giant. Just dressed in white tank top and black jogging pants.
Of course he is much bigger and stronger than Roger. He is a grown up, he is the, a Real Man.
Dave walked to me, putting his big hand on my head, stroking my hair.
I couldn't help, but melted under his touch. I nearly spoke to him, giving a sound under his strong but tender touch,
Dave silent me up, putting his big hand over my mouth. My small my cock was growing in my tight white briefs. Dave spoke to me:
'Look at our soccer friend here, he is our guest. You did a very good job this afternoon, your Master is very pleasant with my report. He, the Master, convinced our guest to come in. You have to take care of him... before I take care of you.'
Dave opened his big hand close to my nose. He saw two ear plugs in his hand.
'Put them is his ears, so we can talk freely'
My legs ware shaking, but I walked to the bed, putting the ear plugs into Roger his ears. I had to bent over his strong muscular body, smelling his man smell coming from his sweaty hairy arm pits. I couldn't see his eyes, but smelled also his fear, being in his bondage situation. I looked at his strong beautiful face. He didn't shave.
Roger looked great, so fucking great! Dave spoke, entering my horny dream.
'Jan, do your job!'
Jan went over to us, at the big bed and took Rogers ankles from his bonds, putting them to his strong chest, as he did in room 1, with me before.
Roger gave a moan, but didn't fight him. I could see his muscled butt, wondering what happened.
My cock was fighting its own white bondage. Looking down I saw an embarrassing wet spot at the top of my white briefs. My little cock was giving me trouble, leaking pre-cum again.
Shit! Dave saw what I saw, just giving me a smile and ordered:
'Get on your knees behind him!'
Of course, I obeyed his authoritarian voice. I dropped to my knees in front of Rogers butt. Looking direct into his ass, covered by his tight black jockeys.
Dave shoved them down. In a flash I was just some inches from his naked butt. His butt, his crack was shaved!
I couldn't believe my eyes. Big Dave was standing now very close to us. He stroked my naked back with his soft pants. A shiver went through my spine.
'Boy, Spit!'
I didn't know what to do... spit on Roger? To spit on the ass of my soccer hero?
Of course I understood, I understood these were the most bizarre hours of my young life. Being a virgin, a closet gay of just 18 years old. In a way a kid.
I accept the training... I accepted Jan and Dave.
But this? Hell! Dave pushed my head, whispering
'Do it!'
I couldn't help myself. Obeyed and spit into the crack of Roger his beautiful now, smooth ass. Dave his strong hand pushed my head forward.
'Again'
I obeyed his hand and voice.
'Lick'
I never thought about such a thing in my entire young life, but did. Eager, I bent and started to lick, licking my hero. Licking Roger in his crack. The soft flesh of his ass opened for my tongue. To tongue another guys ass! I expected, filth, a bad smell, but his smell was bitter, but so nice! I heard Roger groan... My cock is now bigger and bigger. I feel a mounting excitement. The pressure hurts... there is no way out. Wouldn't dare to take it out myself. It leaks tons of pre cum. I nearly came in my tight white briefs. Doing him, Roger... fucking him with my tongue. I just moaned with pleasure. Dave took my hair, bringing me back to reality.
'O.K. my little sport, stand up!'
I did, trembling of excitement. Dave stroked my wet briefs.
'Get them off!'
In a flash I was stark naked. My little strong teen cock, free from its white cotton prison was slapping my belly. Pointing at my belly button. Dave took my cock and brought it to the very wet ass of Roger... I couldn't believe it.
I, Willem, will fuck him... Roger?
'Feel and enjoy!', Dave said.
I couldn't help myself. Dave covered my eager dick with a condom. He coated my cock real well,, he squeezed a great amount of lube on my now condom covered dick. I was afraid I would cum, just feeling his little strong fingers. Jan pushed me towards the beautiful strong ass of Roger. My tip entered. I pushed slowly, Dave pushed my butt, but he, Roger closed. I knew he couldn't hear me. I slapped his ass... The sound filled the room. Feeling all the frustration of the last two years. Dave stroked my hair.
'Slowly boy, take your time'
I pushed again but got no further. My first fuck will end in a disaster. Dave took my slim hips.
'Take him, he is yours!'
Pushing me inside. I drove into him... just a inch or so.
'Go on, you can do it! Fuck the guy'
Dave whispered in my ear, stroking my smooth butt. In a flash I see Jan walking to Roger his head, taking off his blinds. Taking out his ear plugs. Jan strokes head, taking away the sweat dripping now of his forehead. Roger is lifting his head, as far as possible, his hands are still secured above his beautiful head.
'YOU!' 'Oh, please'
'Let me in, god dam mid!!!'
The only reaction I could give. I pushed again, and this time he let me in. My whole little cock head entered him! Roger gasped. He was fighting me again!
'You?'
Roger groaned.
'Yep, me!'
I pushed harder and he accepted me. I broke the rules and stroked his chest, his nipples, pushing in more!
'You feel wonderful Roger, you are my first wonderful fuck... O, man, give your ass to me'
Inch by inch my cock went into his warm ass. I pushed, Dave pushed my naked butt, with his freed hands now. Gliding in him, all the way! It and I felt great! I felt Dave his big hands, spreading my butt. A finger was pushing... Demanding to enter.
'Oh fuck...' I tried to relax.
Feeling Dave his little finger entering my virgin ass. Dave finger fucked me the way I fucked Roger. I drove into Roger faster and faster
'Fuck me, Willem!' Roger whispered.
'Beg for it!'
'Please, Willem, fuck me, I want you so bad!'
Rogers voice is loud now! Those words drove me wild. My young smooth body shaked, a finger up my ass and my little cock inside my hero!
I couldn't stand any longer. I let myself go... deep down into Roger, giving him all the cum I had into my little balls.
Pushing Dave's finger out... Not thinking, Just fucking... I spilled all my sperm into his beautiful strong body Roger his body is shaking. I stroke his bound body. His nipples on his strong chest. I see a fight... He, Roger is also horny as hell. His big cock is fighting the cotton of his black briefs. His body shakes. I see his jockeys becoming wet of his own cum. Roger is coming! Dave pushes my head down to Roger his soaking wet jockeys, I start to lick... No order was needed. Just licked. Big Dave stroked my smooth body. My butt, my back, my body.
'You did well, my boy'.
---------------------------------------------------------------------------- Will be continued (if you like) All suggestions are welcome! Thanks Chaim
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