If a sexual scene involving male-to-male relationships offends you, then you should not read this story. You must be of legal age in your area to read this. This story will contain sexual acts between consenting teenagers. This is my first story I am writing or posting anywhere on the Internet. All rights are protected and the story cannot be reproduced without permission.
First thank you very much to all of you who have sent me your comments. I have been overwhelmed by the kind comments and positive feedback. The requests for the next chapter have prompted me to sit down and write it.
Continues from chapter 1
My new subs name was Paul I would call him Pauly or Pauline or cocksucker or any other name that struck my fancy. In the last chapter Paul caught up to me and asked me to come over after making him say "James may I please suck your cock" I agreed to visit.
His Mom gave us milk and cookies then told us she had to run out to pick up some things for dinner and asked "would we be alright playing by ourselves?" As I contemplated the ways I was going to make her sweet little boy play I heard us both say " No problem we will be fine" As soon as his mom was out the door I ordered Paul to his room and to strip. He hesitated for only a second then began to take off his clothes.
He stood there nude, pale white skin, blond hair and a small hard dick. I laughed when I saw his dick and told him "no wonder you like my cock it must be nice to see what a real cock looks like" He turned red with embarrassment and started to tear up. I ordered him over my knee and started to spank him delighting in my dominance of him and watching his ass get red with the print of my hand. He was close to crying from my comment about his little dick; now the tears flowed for real as I reminded him he was mine to do with as I pleased. As he cried I felt him wiggling across my lap and realized he was rubbing his little hard cock against the leg of my jeans. I made him stand up and saw that my jeans were wet from his leaking dick, that got me pissed and I told him so. I remember telling him he was such a faggot and that I couldn't believe that he was enjoying being spanked. I ordered him to kneel and lick his nasty fluid off my jeans and said if it isn't clean when it dries I will give you another spanking that will make the last one seem like nothing. He looked scared and doubled his licking of my pants. I had purposely not showered when gym class ended and was doubly sweaty from the walk home in the warm sun. I smelled my armpit and thought PU its perfect for my little fag.
I looked down and said "Pauly you are here to take care of my needs and be my sub, my servant, get up here and smell your masters pits" He stood and nuzzled my arm pit sniffing in my scent. I took my shirt off and pushed his head back into my pit thinking only a sick little faggot would do this and ordered him to lick my pit clean. He immediately started licking and I thought my G-d the little fag wanted to lick my smelly pits. I bet he was waiting for me to tell him to do so. I think he thought of it and wanted it before I even knew that I would make him. I wondered what else will he do if I tell him to? I forced his face down to my ass and told him to start worshipping it. Little Pauly looked kinda shocked at that one and whimpered "please don't make me do that its nasty" I laughed and said "yeh it's nasty just like you". A slave like you has to get used to licking his masters ass." I pushed his face down against my ass and told him to start kissing it. I felt his timid little kisses on my ass and thought no way that just won't do. I barked out "get that tongue in the crack, lick it clean, get all the sweat off." I delighted in his ministrations, delighted in the feeling of his tongue lapping at my ass crack. I reached down and smacked his ass and ordered " stick your tongue in as deep as it goes"
Feeling his warm tongue going into my ass hole, licking my insides thrilled me both in the feel and also in the sense of dominance it gave me. I remember thinking this boy loves me, loves me using him and even though he protests a bit i can see by his cock which was positively drooling by now, that he is loving the subjugation, loving serving a dominant top. I rolled him over and sat on his face playing with his nipples as he continued lapping at my asshole. I started working his tits giving them little twists pulling them up from his chest yelling at him to keep his tongue working my hole. I did not know the word rimming back then I just knew I liked the feel. I started working his tits more as I rode his face. I reached down and smacked his little cock then felt his balls. I could see a pool of dick droll on his stomach where his cock was leaking down. I moved my balls over his mouth and started jerking my cock as he licked my balls. I told him when I was ready to cum I was going to do it in his mouth and he was to hold it and show it to me. Pretty soon I shot a huge load right into his gaping mouth. I told him to lick the head and make sure to hold it. As I finished my orgasm I wiped my cock along his face and dried it with his hair.
Looking at his mouth filled with my warm jizz I told him to hold it there as he jerked. Instructing him to play with it, bubbling it over his lips then sucking it back into his mouth. As it bubbled up in his mouth some leaked over his lips and drooled down his face. As he started to climax I told him to swallow my load. He gulped it down like a pro and I told him he was a good cum slut. The little fag actually looked delighted like I had complimented him or something.
I am a 38-year-old top in Toronto, Canada. The following is based on training my first submissive cocksucker in jr. high. I have trained others since but I think we all still remember our first fondly.
As the story evolved Paul learned to be a sub, sucking me off at school or whenever I wanted, I humiliated him by making him wear my cum on his face, calling him names, doing sleepovers where he slept with my cock in his mouth all night as well as other things. Within a few months I made him my fuckboy taking his cherry as he protested and cried but pretty soon he was asking me to fuck him. I continued to train and humiliated him further but all that is another chapter.
If you want me to continue this story from my teen years email me with your comments or suggestions. If emailing it's nice to know your stats, where you are from and if you are a top or a bttm; pics are also fun to get. My email is jam186200222@hotmail.com please put jr. high sub as the subject line. I do accept select sluts for training preferably in person but occasionally by cam if you want to apply include a picture of yourself and describe your experience and fantasies.
Copyright 2008 James Marks
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