Chapter 25. Tommy calls cousin Mike
A couple days later Tommy gets a chance to call his cousin Mike.
"So he begged me to fuck him after he came from me massaging his prostate with my finger."
"So what did you do to the little bottom boy?"
"I used some plugs to open him up, and then finally, I went for it, and it was heaven. I don't know what turned me on more, the feeling of being deep in him, or the intensity of his response to it all, like He was making love to Me instead of the other way around."
"For a true bottom that's the way it is. Hey I've fucked slaves who just force themselves to take it for the humiliation but there is no real love response there. I'm happy for you. You'll never need to be running around looking for a slave to fuck. You have him right there every single time you want him. No bullshit. Amazing, dude. I'm jealous. And for you it will always be love. While for him, it will always be his love shown through submission."
"Only problem is that it takes so long to get him ready?"
"What do you mean?"
"The enemas. I bought a bag and used it. He took a whole bag. But it's such a major production."
"you don't need that to clean him out. Only use that ritual if it's part of the dominance and humiliation game. Otherwise, use Fleets. He can even just go do that to himself it you want. Get himself ready for you. Fleets almost always get them clean enough, and if not, so what the hell . . you just keep a wet cloth handy."
"thanks for the recommendation. I never thought of that."
"That's what I'm here for, little cousin. Tell me, what did you do after you fucked him?"
"I had to take off the cage and clean him up. But I tied his hands down first so he couldn't touch himself. And I used the opportunity to shave him like a baby again, too."
"Sweet. Did you lock him in again?"
"as soon as I was able to get his hardon down. Thanks to you, I know how to do that quickly. He had a bit of a hard time when I locked him in again, though."
"Sure. He's not used to it enough yet. Tried in his mind to fight it off, right?"
"I guess that's what was going on with him." "Did you respond to it?"
"No. I just let him fight his battle while I toyed with his body a bit. I told him to settle down. finally, he surrendered to it."
"Good for him. You've got a good guy there, you know." "I've always known. Just now our games are a lot more adult, if you know what I mean."
"So tell me: have you decided that you want him locked away all the time?"
"not sure. On the one hand the idea turns me on, but on the other hand I feel bad about doing that to him."
"Dude, he is getting off on being your submissive, even your slave. I keep telling you that. He always has been, you two are just accepting reality now. Besides, even though he was resisting and having trouble completely surrendering, the fact still remains that if he really wanted to reject it, he could have safeworded."
"Yeah. Never thought of it that way."
"That's the benefit of a safe word. I told you that. You can push limits as much as you want because you always know that in his own way he's giving you permission. And despite your doubts, he wants to be your slave. All the time. He NEEDS that."
"I'm not so sure. We have a lot of dimensions and layers in our relationship for the past 13 years, don't' forget: We're best friends, roommates, dom/sub, brothers, lovers, boyfriends, and Master/slave sometimes. But we keep moving fluidly from one to another. It's either initiated by him or by me, but when one of us switches over, the other quickly follows. Oh, yeah, also it seems that we've added Daddy/little boy.
"Hot all that. Damn. You should make a demonstration video about what you do together. So I get what you're saying. BUT if somewhere down the road you really want a full time slave, I'd bet that all you'd have to do is ask and he would go along with it and you would have a 24/7 slave, just like the ones in the videos I sent you.
"At the moment, however, I don't think of him as my slave. I think of him as he's always been, my life-long best friend and now my lover and my husband-to-be. All the kinky stuff, the dom/sub, the Master/slave, all those things are just things we slip into sometimes. The thing that is uppermost in my mind is loving him, making him happy, turning him on and above all, protecting him. "Those videos you showed me are too unreal, too extreme. They aren't real Master/slave scenarios. for the most part, I expect they're all acted out and the actors are being well paid for what they have to go through. After, all, have you ever seen anything that extreme in a gay bdsm club setting?"
"To tell the truth, no I haven't. Never."
"And have you ever beaten anyone so severely?"
"No. But up until now I would always get off on all the degradation and on making a slave know its place."
"You said `until now'. What's going on?"
"Well, you two are having an effect on me. And now that I've met Evan, I'm not thinking about things the way I used to. I'm really taking my sweet time, and it's good, not only for me, but for him as well. He's really smooth and I sense he is submissive as hell. I've tried a couple of subtle things and he seems happy to go along with what I want."
"I noticed the way he behaved when I went over to the table to talk to you."
"Absolutely. He responds well to being humbled, and to being taught to observe behaviors as I direct him. So that was one of the first things—in the presence of someone I know, he is always to lower his eyes and rest his hands in his lap unless I invite him to look up and join in the conversation. He took to that readily. In some ways, this is like training a puppy!" Mike chuckles, and Tommy follows in kind.
"Anything else you have taught him so far?"
"Just a few basic things. He's always naked when we're home."
"so is dylan."
"It might be interesting some time, to have the four of us get together and both boys be stripped. That would be good for each of them."
"Sure thing. We'll have to make that happen real soon. dylan and I have begun doing a couple things that he is really enjoying a lot."
"Tell me."
"Sometimes when we're eating, he kneels alongside me and I feed him from my fingers. He loves the symbolism of that."
"interesting. I haven't decided what I want to do about feeding yet. So far, he feels perfectly comfortable serving me at table and standing naked while I eat. afterwards I let him eat. Unless I decide to suspend protocol because I want to discuss things with him while we're eating. Anything else?"
"Mike, I find that I'm really getting fascinated with pissing. When we were kids, we used to piss on each other's feet, and dylan mentioned that to me. Sometimes I have him sit on the bowl when he wants to piss but I piss between his legs and onto his cage, then pour warm water over his cage to clean it. And a few times, when he hasn't had to piss but I have, I make him kneel alongside the bowl and watch the piss flowing from my dick."
"That's a great way to train a slave to become a urinal, you know. If he's meant to be that way, his desire for yoru piss will gradually increase until he gets to the point where he actually begins to beg you for it. But only if he's inclined that way."
"What I have done, though, is that instead of shaking myself after I'm finished, I put my dick in his mouth and make him suck whatever is left from my dick."
"Wow! You are one hot fucking Dom, boy! And how does he react?"
"Eagerly. But I always make him brush his teeth after we're finished. Oh, an another thing that has happened is that sometimes he's been calling me Daddy and using baby talk."
"A lot of lovers do that with each other."
"I really like it when he's in that frame of mind, so I went out and actually bought him a sippy cup and I had him use it for the first time the other night. He was adorable. I could see the little boy coming right out of him, only this time the little boy knows he is loved and he is safe. Which is very different from the way things were when he was actually a little boy."
"Sweet, dude. You too are so cute."
"You know, when I look at him, I often see the eight-year-old boy who had been degraded and who was hiding bruises, and all alone, feeling that he is not worthy of any love. I remember going home from school one day and telling my mother about my "new friend," and starting to cry because I felt so bad about him."
"Dude, we are so very different. I remember all the times my dad was whaling the shit out of me with his belt, and all I could think about is how much I wish I could do that to someone else, to give them that much pain and how it would make up for what I was going through."
"Remind me never to leave Dylan alone with you, dude."
"Don't' worry about that. I get it, Tommy. He's a precious package for you. Unless some day he asks for more, like the other night when he begged you to fuck him."
"Yes. But that was making love. He wanted to open himself for me out of love and he wanted to feel my love in our union. I wasn't just fucking a slave. Anyway, gotta go. Thanks for the info about the Fleets. I have class in a couple minutes. Can't wait for this semester to be finished."
END OF CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
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