Admitting to my love for Jason, I thought would be the end of our love affair. I couldn't imagine his dad allowing us to carry on, so you can imagine my shock when he continued in the same calm voice.
"You had both better sit down then and listen to me."
I was gob smacked.
"You are both legally entitled to have sex with one another. How sure are you both that you want this rather than sex with a girl? Jason."
"100% Dad, I've known I was gay since I was about ten. I never thought to say anything to you or Mum because there was no one special in my life. The day I met Peter I knew I was going to fall in love with him and this weekend he showed me he reciprocates that love. I would have told you this week Dad I swear."
"Peter."
I was flustered I didn't know what to say.
"It's ok son, take your time."
There was no edge to Jason's Dad's voice so I just told him.
"I knew I didn't like girls Sir, but when I met Jason I had feelings for him that I didn't understand. Now I do, and I know I love him too."
"Were you a virgin Peter until this weekend?"
I gulped, "Yes Sir."
"What about you son?"
"No Dad, but I haven't had sex with anyone for ages."
"Have you been wearing condoms Jason when you have had penetrative sex?"
Jason looked at his feet and whispered, "No Dad."
"Peter have you been reversing roles with my son?"
I could have died with embarrassment at this question. I looked at Jason and in an equally soft voice said, "Yes Sir."
"Right, now listen to me. Tomorrow during your lunch break, you are both to go down to the STD Clinic at the hospital and have blood tests done for HIV and other Sexually Transmitted Diseases. I imagine Peter that you will be clear. I hope for both your sakes that you are as well Son. Until you have the results, you are to have no more sex of any kind. Do you both understand?
"Yes Sir." We said in unison.
"Jason if you disobey that order I will thrash you so that you won't sit for a week. Do you understand how seriously I take this?"
"Yes Dad, I promise."
"Peter I assume your parents don't know as you only realised yourself this weekend. If you disobey my order, I will inform them. Do you understand?"
"Yes Sir." I said.
"I assume you are both very hot for one another so I won't allow you to be alone in this house until the results are in. Peter, go and get dressed, gather together everything you brought with you for the weekend and return here."
I scuttled off but was back in five minute ready to leave.
"I'm going to bring the car round to take Peter home Son. Say goodbye to him and bring him out front in about two minutes max."
We just fell into each other's arms and kissed deeply for two minutes before heading for the door.
"Wow Jason, your Dad is some piece of work isn't he?"
"He sure is lover, I had no idea he would be this cool about it. I expected to be nursing a very sore butt by now."
On the way home, I was told to come to the house with Jason when we had the results.
"I am going to lay down some ground rules Boy when we know you are both safe. In the mean time, I suggest you come clean to your parents. There is not much point in us allowing Jason to be with you if your parents don't share our feelings. Do you understand?"
"Yes Sir," I said in a very strangled voice. This man really was something else.
"If you need some moral support to tell them, I am sure Jason's Mother and I would be willing to help."
"Thank you Sir, I appreciate that." ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
At school on Monday when I saw Jason, he was grinning like a Cheshire cat.
"You should have been a fly on the wall Pete when Dad got back from dropping you. We sat down to a meal and he told my Mother not to expect any Grandchildren. When she asked why, he said. Because your son is in love with that young man I have just taken home and I don't see that changing any time soon.' Mum was good about it. After a lot of thought, she said. Well I suppose two sons will be some compensation' and she smiled at me, got up and gave me a kiss on the cheek. They were both bloody fantastic."
"Wow Jason that is awesome. I don't think my parents are going to be that good. I'm afraid to tell them because I think they will forbid me seeing you."
"Pete, I thought about that and had a talk with Dad before I left for school. How about I come round to your house to do our homework for a few nights, let your parents get to know me. Then Dad says if we are clear on our blood tests you can stay over again next weekend, and Mum and Dad will invite your parents to dinner on Friday night."
It worked like a dream. Our test results were ready on Wednesday and showed clear. When Jason's Dad picked him up on Thursday evening he issued the dinner invitation to my parents and the weekend stop over for me. The dinner party went fine. When my parents left, we had to go to the study.
"Peter, if your parents don't suspect something after this evening I shall be amazed. You must try to control what your eyes are saying every time you look at my son."
I blushed again.
"Both of you, these are the ground rules when you are in this house. You act with some decorum in front of us. We will not enter your room at any time when you are together without an invitation to do so. You will not leave any mess for your Mother Jason or the house cleaner. Now go and enjoy your weekend, but homework first thing in the morning if you have any."
Jason's parents left us totally alone on the weekend, the only time we saw them was when we surfaced for food. We fucked like bunny rabbits the whole time, just like before. It was incredible. Two male nymphos in love with each other, paradise.
Sunday night saw my world collapse. As soon as I got home, my Dad called me to the lounge. He and my Mum were sat together on the sofa looking stern.
"Peter, we want to know what is going on between you and that boy." Dad said.
"I don't know what you mean Dad."
"Don't play games with me son. We both noticed how you looked at each other, and you walked in here like the cat that got the cream."
"He's just a very special friend that's all."
"Don't lie to me Peter."
"I'm not, honest." Wrong thing to say because I was blushing like crazy.
"Son, when did I last take my belt off to you?"
"Gosh Dad, I can't remember. It was a long time ago."
"Can you remember how I punished you then?"
"Yes Dad, very well." I blushed at the memory.
"You were about ten, and it was very embarrassing even then wasn't it?"
"Yes Dad" I said in my especially tiny voice.
My Mother looked aghast and said, "Oh John, no, you can't, he's sixteen years old. He's a man now."
"I can and I will. While he lives under my roof I'll not have him lie to me."
He stood up and removed the leather belt he always wore. It was very old and supple. He had used the same one on me all those years ago.
"Take your shoes and socks off Son and take them to the hall."
I did and when I returned, he told me to take my trousers off. I did, thinking he would not make me go any further, not with Mum there any way.
"Now your shirt."
I was beginning to sweat then, this was not happening. I joked about punishment when I was with Jason, but I don't have any masochistic tendencies so this was not pleasing me at all.
"Stand in front of the chair, drop your pants and bend over with your hands on the chair arms and your legs spread."
"But Dad, Mum is still here."
"Yes and she is going to stay here to witness your punishment. Now do as you are told Boy."
I started to cry, "Please Mum, not with you here."
"John, is this really necessary? If you must punish him like this, at least let me leave the room to preserve his dignity."
"Martha, the pain of the punishment is transitory, the humiliation will last long enough for him to become a proper man before he lies to me again. Do as you are told Peter."
Dad had moved the chair round while they were talking so that I would be at right angles to my Mother. I realised that she would be able to see my cock as well as my arse.
"Peter, stand in front of me."
I did, now I had my back to Mum.
"Read my lips boy. If those pants aren't with your trousers in five seconds I will double the punishment."
I whipped them off and bent down to pick them up blushing as I did it. Mum was looking straight at my bum.
"Now bend over the chair."
I did, covering my genitals with my hands as I turned so that Mum wouldn't see me full frontal.
"For lying to me Son I am going to give you ten of the best. If you move, I will start again. You will take this like a man or I will thrash you into oblivion."
He started, counting as he delivered them. By five I was sobbing uncontrollably, but much worse, I had sprung a solid erection. I knew my mother could see it because I saw her eyes open wide in surprise.
"John, I think you ought to stop and let Peter compose himself."
"Why?"
"Ahem, well look at this," she said pointing at my erection.
My face must have been as red as my arse. Dad peeked and said.
"Stand up boy, face your Mother, keep your arms at your sides."
I did almost dying with embarrassment.
"This little queer also gets off with punishment Martha. You can leave the room if you wish, he is too disgusting to be in female company. I am going to continue beating him until that thing returns to civilised proportions."
Mum did leave thank goodness. For some reason I cared nothing at that moment for my father so he couldn't humiliate or embarrass me anymore.
"You are a little queer Peter, aren't you?"
"Yes I'm gay Dad and I love Jason and nothing any one can ever do will stop me loving him."
"We'll see boy. When you tell me you don't love him any more I will stop beating you."
"I never will Dad, you can kill me first."
"Resume the position boy"
I did, and Dad beat me until I collapsed unconscious.
Mum told me later that he kept screaming at me to get up so that he could continue my punishment. She told me she had counted over fifty strokes before I collapsed. I was amazed.
She had called the Police and Ambulance.
I was only in Hospital for a couple of days, but my arse was sore and bruised for a lot longer. My Dad was charged with assault causing actual bodily harm and banned from coming within a mile of my Mother or me.
In court, he received a heavy fine and the banning order remained in place.
Mum and I had a serious talk in which I told her how I had realised I was gay and how much I loved Jason.
Jason's parents were fantastic, they came round to the house and talked to Mum for hours. Jason of course was inconsolable at the punishment I had received because I would not renounce my love for him. Every time he looked at me for days he just burst into tears, his Dad said I was either very brave or very foolish, but he still gave me a big hug and he even kissed me on the lips like I had seen him do to Jason once.
The beating was almost worth it to see how much these people loved me.
My Mum and Dad divorced. She said she could never live with a man capable of beating his son the way he had beaten me. The courts were great, they really socked it to him. Mum got the house unconditionally and Dad had to support us until I finished full time education.
I found out years later that Jason's Dad was very rich and had helped Mum out financially to see me through University.
Jason and I carried on loving each other, got our A's, went to Uni. together, yeah we even studied for the same degree so that we wouldn't be parted. His Dad rented a flat for our three years quite close to campus so that we would not have our privacy invaded. Life was good. Of course, we had to discipline ourselves with sex otherwise we would never have studied.
At 21, I still could not get enough of his body or that phallus, or he mine. Our fellow students knew about us, difficult not to really when we were making Doe eyes at each other all the time. They were good about it when they knew our story.
One weekend when our study load was minimal we had a memorable time, for me anyway, because Jason and I decided to experiment a bit more with sex.
It started on the Saturday while we were drinking our morning coffee having already made love once.
"Pete, when your Dad started beating you, did it really turn you on?"
"I guess it must have done because I don't get that iron hard even with you. I tell you it was really embarrassing. When I stood up to face my Mum, it was so rigid it was slapping against my belly, and worse, it kept twitching because I could feel all the sensations in my arse from the beating."
"That must be an amazing sight. I have seen it nearly that hard but actually touching your belly when you are standing must be awesome."
"Yeah I guess it is because it also has to be longer if it's harder."
He had a wicked twinkle in his eyes as he said,
"Want to try to get that hard again?"
"You mean let you beat me to see if I get hard."
"Yeah, but I would stop when you said to. I wouldn't tie you up or anything like that."
I laughed and told him the fantasy I had about him having a dungeon and beating me and fucking me while I was secured wrists and ankles.
"Wow that's really cool man. So, want to try it?"
"You've waited almost five years before admitting that you are kinky and a sadist to boot, how could you?"
I tried hard to sound serious but I failed miserably and dissolved in laughter.
"Come on then. You know the full story so you give the orders as though you were my Dad and see how close we can get to the original action."
Jason went to get a belt and we met in the lounge. He plonked down on the sofa and said.
"I am going to punish you now for being a little queer." The effect was spoilt a bit because he was sniggering as he said it.
"Come on be serious," I said, being serious. After all, it was me who was going to get the belt.
"Take your shoes and socks off and put them in the hall."
"Don't you mean my flip flops?"
"I'm trying to do it the way your Dad did."
"Ok, but try to be a bit a little realistic as well will you."
"Don't get antsy, this is supposed to be fun, I am going to try to beat you lover and I'm not sure I will be able to. I will have to hurt you a bit to get the effect and remember, I saw your arse after your Dad had finished with you. I nearly died."
I slid onto his lap, gave him a great sloppy kiss and said.
"Ok. Let's suspend our relationship for the next two hours. Nothing you do to me in that time will count. I will never bring it up again if it turns horrible and I will never hold it against you. I don't have to say I will still love you even if you hurt me because you know the punishment I took rather than renounce that love. Now can we get on with it? If I get as hard as I did with my Dad you have to fuck me hard, that's where the difference lies ok."
"Ok. Now on your feet you little queer. Stand in front of the chair and take your flip-flops off. Put them by the sofa and return there," he said pointing to a spot about three feet away from the chair.
"Now take your shirt off, on the sofa with it, next your shorts, and now your boxers. Move closer to the chair, bend over it holding onto the arms and spread your legs."
I was already half hard and Jason could see that.
"You fucking little queer, you are already beginning to enjoy it, we will have to see if we can't change that."
The next thing he had hit me cleanly across both buttocks with the belt. It bloody hurt, but was such a surprise that I just grunted. Jason obviously thought it was not hard enough, as I hadn't cried out, so the second one was harder. I yelped at that one but not very loud. The next two came quickly one after the other and with those, I gasped. I took another quick two and I could feel the tears filling my eyes. I was also very hard.
"You little slut, stand up, turn round."
My cock was rigid, it hurt nearly as much as my bum it was so hard. Jason went down on his knees in front of me and took me completely in his mouth. He had to pull it down to get at it. I came almost instantly I was so aroused it was just incredible.
"Peter that was amazing. If we ever do this again I have to measure your cock and then measure it when we have a normal session." He was cuddling me by then and it felt good. He ran his hand gently over my arse, which tingled, and I started to get hard again. He continued stroking my butt cheeks and I continued to get hard until I was back where we were, my cock slapping my belly. Jason looked and took off. He came back with a tape measure. He was meticulous in his measuring.
"Ok lover from the base of your cock to your cum slit with your cock pulled horizontal you are 7 and 5/8 inches long, 5 and 7/8 inches round. I am going to measure that again later today when all the tingling has stopped. Now I am going to fuck you."
He lay me on my back on the carpet pushed my legs way over my head and munched out my man pussy. He was driving me wild because he had not shaved and his stubble was brushing against my already tingling butt. I came again before he had even entered me.
"You really are a slut I am going to fuck you senseless now." He lubed his cock and entered me gently but the entire way in one stroke.
"Oh Jason that feels so good, and I will be your slut, or anything else you want me to be forever."
I had another incredible orgasm. Not surprising really, he was rubbing against my already sore arse every time he rammed home, his cock was playing its usual concerto on the nerve ends in my anus and he was kneading my balls with one hand whilst playing with my cock with the other. He told me afterwards I should join a rodeo because I was bucking and squirming so much with the pleasure I was experiencing he almost lost me.
What a way to spend a Saturday morning.
"Mmm, I think I could grow to like being beaten, that was amazing Jason."
"I don't think so lover. The fucking was sensational but I don't like beating you. Hurting you isn't enjoyable for me."
"Well I guess we could always advertise for someone to come in just to beat me and then you can fuck me."
We always dissolved in laughter after the most inane comments. Must have something to do with being sexually aroused and with someone you loved to distraction. Whatever, it was always wonderful with Jason.
Oh well, I suppose I had better rap this up before I bore you all to death.
Jason and I graduated, studied law, passed our bar exams and joined Jason's Dad in business. I'd like to say we lived happily ever after, like they do in the fairy tales but we are only thirty and have a long way to go. We still fuck like crazy, I still can't get enough of his mighty phallus and we love each other to death, so perhaps it will be happy ever after. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
"Hello, my name's Jason, I'm the other guy in this story. Don't believe a word of it, I just keep him around to be my fuck bunny.
Ouch, you weren't supposed to see that, now I am going to beat you and fuck you senseless.
Whoops. That's where we came in isn't it.
Of course, we love each other, and we know we're lucky to have had so many happy years." ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
This was one of the first stories I posted and have always liked it. It was fun to write and this version which has been quite heavily edited is, I believe, a better read.
Comments as always to Chris at chris-johns@hotmail.com