"Shit man what did you do, finally get a maid?" Toby heard the voice in the other room. He continued painting the ceiling, as drops of paint fell on his bare body.
"Something like that" the familiar voice was coming closer.
"That is something" the deep voice said.
Toby dared not look around. He knew the two men were watching him do his chore.
"Water base, it will come off easily" Mr. Chello explained why Toby was naked and painting...or at least why the paint that had dripped all over him.
"Shame. If it was oil base, you'd have to use a scrub brush on him, until his skin was red" the deep voiced man said and laughed.
"Yea well, you'll see. BOY"
Toby turned and knelt. He had been summoned and well trained what to do when he was.
"Finish that quickly, clean up and report. You have fifteen minutes and for every minute late you will be punished" Mr. Chello ordered.
"Yes Master" Toby replied like an obedient soldier. His cock betraying the anticipation of punishment.
The two men laughed and walked away from the doorway. Toby returned to his painting chore with the deadline in mind but knowing it had to be done well. There was time and if not...he knew the price.
"Quite a catch, you trained him how long?" the voice asked his Master.
Toby remembered the day it started.
"Hi, Sir, Mr. Chello? I have a delivery for you" he stood at the man's apartment door holding the three bags of groceries. The hot sun had made his sweat and turned his white shirt into a translucent material. It was half unbuttoned to endure the heat during his ride from the store.
"Good, come on in, put them on the kitchen table" the man said
"Yes Sir" Toby had learned to say Sir from his step father. The man was mean, never allowing the boy to do anything on his own. Toby arrived home from school daily and heard the man tell him his duties for the afternoon, evening and early morning.
He cooked dinner, cleaned the house and when his step father was asleep he could do his homework.
"What the fuck are you doing?" the man had walked into Toby's bedroom finding him masturbating. That ended Toby's privacy.
He was a teen then, puberty claiming his innocence. It felt good and his cock was always hard begging for relief.
Naked now, he removed the door from his bedroom.
"You will strip when you come home so I can tell if you've played with yourself" the man said.
Years passed and the ritual became normal. Toby stayed naked in the house as he did whatever work the man demanded. He cooked, cleaned and studied intent on escaping the man's control once he graduated and turned the legal age. But until then....
"Shit man what the fuck?" He remembered when Aaron came to the house. Toby had been out of classes for several days. His Step Father told the school he was sick, but Toby wasn't. He had to paint the man's bedroom, cook meals for him and a woman he met.
She didn't seem to mind a young naked teenager waiting on them hand and foot.
"It, uh, saves laundry" Toby explained to Aaron who unloaded books and homework assignments.
"Tell him to come in" The Step Father entered the living room.
"He's my slave" the man said to Aaron. "Fucking horny all the time. You probably are too. Boy, two beers, cold"
Aaron seemed uneasy but accepted the beer. Toby returned with.
Aaron swallowed the cold beverage gladly accepting a second bottle Toby was ordered to bring.
"So, man, how long have you, uh, been..You know like that?" Aaron asked Toby but he didn't answer.
"He can't speak unless I tell him to" the Step Father said "I've been training him since he could jack off. When you boys get into puberty, that's the best time to train you" he said.
"Want a blowjob?"
Aaron looked surprised. "What? Oh, uh, no thank you, Sir. I was just going" he started to move.
"He gives a good one, don't you boy? And I want to watch him do it for a change. I made him suck off the Fed Ex guy once, told him if he didn't do it, I'd punish him" The Step Father seemed proud.
"In fact if he doesn't suck you off, he's going to get whipped now. Show him your marks boy"
Toby turned revealing the lines of marks across his buttocks and lower back.
"Uh I better go" Aaron said
"Boy convince him" The man ordered and Toby immediately spoke "Please he's serious, if I don't do it, he'll whip me all night long and I'll really be out sick" Toby's face showed he was serious.
Aaron sat back down as Toby moved towards him on his knees. His hands unzipped his friends fly and found the boy's growing cock.
He sucked it between his lips and tongued the meat. Toby had learned young how to satisfy his Step Father and occasional friends the man offered his services too.
It was part of his life, doing what the man ordered without question.
"Swallow it all boy, I don't want to see one drop out of the corners of that queer mouth of yours"
Toby gulped Aaron's teenage sperm down gladly. He had fantasized about sex with his classmates, something he never thought possible as his Step Father demanded he service only grown men.
"Was that your first time?" he asked Aaron who nodded. "Well thank your friend boy"
Toby looked up at Aaron's face which was recovering from his first orgasm by another person.
"Thank you" Toby said as he licked a sudden drop from the tip of Aaron's cock
He put the paint away and stood under the hot water to wash the drops of white paint. They felt like cum that had dripped on him. He couldn't take too much time. Mr. Chello and his friend were waiting for him to report as ordered.
"You will wear whatever is put on you boy" He remembered his Step Father's surprise. A weekend of football on television with friends. He would wait on them as usual but also the man decided he had to wear the cum and piss the men would shower him with.
Three days of stink and the men didn't care. He sucked and backed away so the sperm would splash on his face and chest. He knelt in the shower so the bladders of beer would relieve themselves on him.
"It's good for him, reminds him what he is" the Step Father told his friends. "So don't use the toilet use him"
They were laughing at him, pissing on him, cumming on his willing face and tongue. Toby wondered if he would be allowed to shower before going to classes on Monday.
"Come here" the man waved a large rough mitt. Toby stood in the shower as one of his Step Father's friends rubbed his skin, taking the stink away and turning him red in the process.
"That's good, he'll remember this, the rest of his life won't you boy?" they laughed. They always laughed at him.
"Boy" Mr. Chello yelled reminding him of his orders. Toby trotted into the living room where he knelt in front of the man.
"Want something cold to drink?" The man offered Toby a kindness as he put the bags on the table.
"Thank you Sir" Toby said.
"You're very polite son, who taught you that?"
"My uh step father" Toby said.
"Good man, I like young men who are obedient. If you have time you can put those things away. Take your shirt off so you can cool down, put it in the dryer there." The man said in a stronger voice, almost like an order.
Toby stripped the wet shirt off and put it in the dryer. He started putting the groceries away as the man watched.
"You're a good looking boy" Chello said "You still live at home?"
"Until Saturday, I turn 18 then" Toby said revealing his secret plan to leave his Step Father's house then.
"Where will you go?" Chello asked.
"Dunno yet Sir. I might crash at Aaron's place, he's a friend from school" Not even his Step Father knew he and Aaron had continued to have sex since that first time years ago. They jacked each other in the school bathrooms. They met in the basement behind the boiler to suck and even fuck.
He didn't know if Aaron would let him stay at his house, but maybe at least a day or two. Then maybe he'd join the Army or Navy or Marines. He was used to taking orders and being with all those men might be fun too. "Well why leave so soon?"
"He uh well he just wants me to leave." Toby said not sure if it was the truth or not.
"Once you turn 18, I can make some money with you" the man had said a few times during the past year. "We'll put that mouth to good use and that bubble butt will make some cash too."
"I see" Chello said. "Well if you need a place to crash, I can use some help around the house while you decide where you want to end up."
The man's hands rested on Toby's bare back and moved it lightly then moved to his denim shorts covered butt.
"If I'm right about you, you'd like it"
"Uh thank you Sir, I uh need t get back to work" he retrieved his shirt from the dryer.
"Think about it son. I'll take care of you, I always take care of my property" he smiled. There was something in his eyes.
Toby knelt. He wasn't told to. He wanted to. The man's pants seemed full of his excitement. Toby looked up.
"Can I please you Sir?"
Mr. Chello smiled "go ahead boy"
The cock was fat but Toby's mouth opened and surrounded it intent on pleasing the man. The cum eventually spilled onto his tongue.
"I was right about you boy. Saturday night, bring your things over and you'll start. Quit your job, you won't need it. And we'll start your training" Mr. Chello said again not quite like an order his step father gave him but it was a strong matter of fact statement.
"Yes Sir" Toby left that day.
"Boy you're four minutes late" The man said. Toby didn't say anything. He knew not to.
"Get the belt"
Toby rose and lifted the wide black leather belt from its hook in the kitchen. He returned and knelt holding the belt with two hands presenting it.
"Be my guest" Mr. Chello said. Toby winced. When his Master let another punish him, it hurt more then usual.
He bent over and tried to calm himself as usual. His flesh would sting, his cock would harden and he would suffer.
Each blow struck hard and harder. Fortunately there were only four.
"Now see what I see every time I do it" Mr. Chello said "Sit up boy"
Toby rose to his knees, his hard cock thrusted in front of him.
The two men laughed.
"Ok boy you deserve a reward"
Toby lay back. Mr. Chello would allow him to masturbate. It was indeed a reward. His Step Father never allowed it.
So he would lay on the floor and jack himself while his Master watched.
The two men watched him, talking and laughing. "Shit he is really turned on" the friend of his Master said.
"Oh watch, you won't believe how much cum is inside my slave boy"
Toby loved hearing his master refer to him as slave boy, property. Bitch, boycunt and other names.
Toby closed his eyes as his body shook with pleasure and stream after stream landed on his face and body.
"Shit look at the kid cum" the man said.
Toby, panting with pleasure opened his eyes and saw the two older men with their own cocks in their hands. Streams landed on him from his Master and his friend.
"Try to get it on the slave boy not the carpet" His Master was smiling and laughing as he watched Toby's wet body hit again and again.
"Boy rub it so it doesn't drip and go make us lunch" the Master said.
Toby moved his sopping hands all over his body so the cum loads would be absorbed.
"Here's another drop for you boy" the Master's friend winced as his fat cock spit out a smaller stream landing on Toby's face. He licked it from his lips.
Toby smiled and stuck wet fingers in his mouth too.
"He's a good fuck too. That butt is tight" his Master said "Stick around and you can try it out"
Toby rose to his feet. Hearing his Master's offer to the man made his cock rise hard again.
"You trained him well, you always do" the man said.
Toby didn't correct the man. He wasn't allowed to speak and frankly didn't want to. It was his Step Father who had trained him to be sure. But that was different. He was captured, owned and dominated with anger there.
But this was different. He had made the decision to serve Mr. Chello.
"Nice butt, you're right" Toby heard as he walked to the kitchen. His cock throbbed knowing his naked body was being admired and desired.
He had made the right decision.