FORTY-SIX
toby waits the entire three days that Derek told Harry he'd need before coming up with an idea about how to fix the situation between him and his nephew. Derek's great idea was to tell the whole thing to the slave, then give it the responsibility for taking the next step in their reconciliation.
First thing in the morning, once they had gotten out of bed, Derek had made Toby kneel in the tub and watch him piss on him. "The first piss of the day is too strong," he told the boy, "but it will do you good to watch it coming out of my cock and begin to wish you were strong enough to take it yourself." Where the heck does Derek get these ideas? For such a young guy, he's awfully creative when it comes to ways to subjugate this boy he loves so much, this boy who experiences subjugation as a form of affection. Amazing, simply amazing, how well they fit together. (And the author takes a bow!)
Derek showers with the slave kneeling before him and as the water splashes from his body onto the slave's, it washes itself in the soap spill as quickly as possible because once Derek is finished, he turns off the water. On more leisurely days, he'll leave the boy to drip dry, but this morning he knows the boy is anxious to make the phone call to Uncle Harry, so he let it have its own towel to dry itself off. They go back to the bed and Derek sits up leaning against the headboard, legs spread, with Toby sitting between his legs and leaning up against him. Derek lays his head on the boy's shoulder and wraps his arms around its tummy, occasionally moving a hand to explore other parts of the slave's body.
"Use my phone," he tell Toby, "so Uncle Harry is surprised when he hears your voice."
"You're so smart, Master," says Toby, as Derek hands the slave the phone. Three rings and there's an answer: "Good morning, Derek. It's good to hear from you again."
"Uncle Harry, this is Toby. Master told me about your conversation with him and I'm so happy about what you've decided. I've missed you so much, Uncle Harry. So, so much." And Toby actually does sniffle a little. Good touch.
Harry speaks tenderly. "Oh, sweet Toby, I'm so sorry I was thinking so foolishly, and that my idiocy caused you some pain."
"but the pain is gone now, Uncle Harry, ever since Master gave me the news. Of course, . . . (little giggle) . . . I'm gonna make you pay for it."
Harry chuckles as well. "Name your price, kid. In fact, if your Master approves, I'll even let you fuck my new slave."
Derek, of course, can hear all this. He shakes his head NO, a great big NO to that idea.
"Um, I don't think Master was happy with that idea, Uncle Harry. But I'll think of something, I promise.
"Toby, sweet Toby, I miss you so much myself. Maybe Derek will let me take you to dinner some night soon. Just you and me. I'll give Eric to someone else to serve that night."
"Eric? Your slave's name is Eric?"
"That's right. He had another Master, Angus or something like that."
"You mean `August'?
"That's right, August. Well, August just abandoned his slave at the club once night and said anyone who wanted could take it off his hands. So I decided to give it a try. So far, so good."
By this point, Toby is looking at Derek with his mouth wide open and his eyes growing as wide as possible.
"So this Eric was August's slave?" Toby asks.
"So it seems. Apparently they began as kinky friends but the other guy decided to enslave him. Got real brutal, from what I saw the night I took the slave home."
Derek decides to derail this conversation. "Tell him you can have dinner with him as soon as possible. Tonight, even."
"Uncle Harry, I have permission for dinner with you, tonight even if you want. I can't wait to see you again. And NO HITTING."
"No hitting, honey, only hugs and kisses. I can't do it tonight but tomorrow would work out perfectly. Give me the address and I'll pick you up at, let's say, 6:30?"
"Perfect, Uncle Harry. Here's the address . . . . ."
"So you've already got your own place? Not living in the dorm any longer?"
"We got lucky. Very lucky, Uncle Harry. But we've also kept the dorm room for day times. Makes it easier on us. But you can pick me up at the cottage and I can give you a quick tour."
"Excellent! Looking forward to it. I'll be there by 6:30. Thank your Master for me for giving you permission so soon."
"Will do, Uncle Harry. Gotta go now. See you tomorrow night! Bye!" Toby hands the phone back to Derek. "Eric! Can you believe? Now a slave like me and my uncle's slave—what a coincidence!"
"Well don't think of getting any revenge. For the time being I think it's a good idea for you and Eric not meet up face to face. Hopefully, Harry won't tell him what your name is."
"I kind of hope he does. That way the humiliation can set in right from the beginning. The guy who used to give me so many lectures about being a good slave when he was spanking me is now learning to be a good slave himself. That's revenge enough. And damn, I know what August is like, but I just can't believe he just abandoned the guy after he broke him in."
"August is a sick dude, from what I gather," says Derek. "I'm sorry I let him have at you."
"It wasn't too bad back then. Toughened me up a little, I think."
"Now I really wonder what the new "slave eric" is like. Gonna have to check it out for myself. But I'm keeping you away from him. At least for now."
"Yes, Sir. It's all up to you."
"That's right. Now be a good boy and milk my cock. Enough talk. Put that mouth to work doing what I'm training you to do."
"Yes, Master," says Toby as he slides down the bed and rubs his head into the Master's groin.
"Take it out," urges Derek, and so Toby obeys eagerly.
"Hmmm. You smell so fresh and clean," he says, running his nose and tongue the length of Derek's cock and then wrapping his lips around its crown, working it the way Derek loves so much.
"Oh yes, baby. Show me how happy you are. My happy faggot slave. Play with that crown, in and out past your lips, boy. Feels so damn good. I love you, my good obedient slave." And he runs his hands through the boy's hair the way he enjoys so much but does not put any pressure on the boy's head. He knows how to be a good cocksucker for Derek. It's an act of worship for him, worship of the Master, worship of the lover, worship of the cock itself. Derek's gentle moans are the sweetest music to the slave's ears it can ever hear. The labor of love continues. Toby begins to move its lips down the length of Derek's dick, gradually taking in more and more of it each time he pulls off and then backs down again until at last, Derek's hard cock is activating the slave's gag reflex. The slave has already been taught to hold itself there when this happens, to continually gag itself at that precise point, and maybe even manage to break through that point from time to time and actually choke a bit. Derek is in not mood to cum right now. He intends to cum in the slave's ass shortly before Uncle Harry arrives to take it out to dinner. He wants the slave to feel its cum trying to drip from its asshole while seated at the restaurant with its uncle. First he thought he'd trash Toby to make sure it's sore during the meal, but then he got this idea, and it's a hell of a lot more humiliating--and sexy. If he still wants to thrash the slave when it gets back after dinner, he'll take care of it then. Much better. He'll be able to get tears to lick off the slave's face then.
"Get my balls and taint and ass," Derek commands while turning over and kneeling with his balls and ass out. This is something new and the slave has to think for a bit before turning on its back and sliding itself between its Master's legs so it can service his balls from below and even hold them both in its mouth and then begin to pull on them a bit, which causes Derek to moan but not to stop the pulling. Eventually the taint, still sweet from the shower. Finally it flips over again, kneels up, and buries its face in the crack of Derek's ass and begins to service the Master like the pig this slave is expected to be at times. Nothing better. Finally, Derek flips over again, puts his hands behind his head, and reaches down to pull the slave up by its hair until it gets the idea and is soon busy licking Derek's right armpit. "I'm not putting on deodorant today. When you get back from dinner tonight, you'll be able to clean me out like a good pig," Derek tells the slave, who begins licking and sucking more forcefully as it moves to the other side. Sometimes, Toby gets the feeling that he's the luckiest boy in the whole world. Some might find this hard to understand, but I'm sure most subs would wish this could happen to them as well. After all, a good sub should force itself to feel that way when performing any act of obedience to a Dom or other alpha men who might be making use of it, or when taking any form of discipline or punishment.
For Toby, it just comes natural. That's the way he was made, and, of course, Uncle Harry had a big role to play in helping young Toby begin to develop that attitude without having it be associated with anything sexual. He discovered early in the boy's life that the boy took incredible pleasure in doing something that his uncle asked him to do. No matter what. At first it was very subtle, like asking him to fetch a glass of water, or help him take off his boots. Rarely was there any trace of resistance or resentment that as time went on, The teenaged Toby was serving him as almost a total houseboy, both in the house and on the property, and Toby was happiest when given an entire day's list of chores to take care of to please Uncle Harry. On two occasions, it must be confessed, Harry left the "houseboy" alone for the day while he went to spent several hours having an intense scene with some sub he met in the Club one time.
It was quite an experience to come home after getting such sexual satisfaction to be greeted with a happy and obedient submissive nephew, so happy he was home and so proud to be able to show him he had done everything on the list of chores he's been given. He heaped on the praise, even calling him a "good boy" from time to time, and then awarded him with some special way to enjoy each other's company—usually a nice dinner out (the primary reward) or maybe walk into town, where they were both known very well, and perhaps having some treat from an ice cream stand or a bakery.
Some of the men they would meet back then shared the same interests as Harry and were well aware of how Harry was "cultivating" his nephew to be an agreeable and likeable young man. If they had been expecting that Harry would finally introduce the boy to D/s sex when he came of age, there were surprised to find out that Harry had no interest in doing that.
Secretly, Harry was looking forward to the day when his friends would have an opportunity to meet Toby again, this time naked and collared, leashed to a fellow classmate he called "Master." Nonetheless, after everything that had happened, Harry had pretty much decided that he never ever wanted to see his nephew serving as a slave to any man again. He wanted to avoid such situations and his friends knew exactly how he felt about it and would respect his wishes.
Toby was restless all day and finally Derek made the slave grovel for over 30 minutes and then sent it to write in its diary (something he just started with the boy), telling it that if it ran out of things to write about, it could just come to him and begin sucking his feet until it was time to get dressed for dinner. Eventually that was what did happen, but at 6 pm Derek told the slave to go get its face cleaned. He dressed Toby in the nice clothes he had bought him, one of three outfits to be worn on special occasions only. Toby looked so adorable that Derek was tempted to throw the boy down on the bed and strip it all over again. Finally, at exactly 6:30, the doorbell rang and Toby ran to answer it.
He and Uncle Harry stood there for a minute facing one another and finally it was Toby who broke first and threw himself into Uncle Harry's arms, sobbing lightly as Harry held him. "Don't you look nice," said Harry. "You look like you live with someone who cares about you very much to give you clothing like that," he adds. Toby could do nothing but shake his head and smile. Derek comes by; he and Harry greet each other and shake hands, these two Doms in Toby's life. Derek takes the lead and gives Harry a quick tour of the cottage and Harry gets a couple ideas about gifts he could get them. Finally, Toby kisses Derek on the cheek, says goodbye, and he and his uncle are off to a nice dinner in one of Harry's favorite places, a place where many of the staff know both Uncle and nephew. It's a nice comfortable meal and the two of them have a good time simply reminiscing and sharing funny stories of things that had happened while Toby was growing up. "Oh, and I've got to thank you for something you did for me, Uncle Harry."
"Really? What's that?"
"Thank you for training me how to be a good houseboy, Uncle Harry. I never realized that's what you were doing, but now I know because I do it for Derek and also for a couple of his friends. You prepared me for a very nice sub career."
Harry chuckles. "You were so naïve, sweet boy. I got away with so much with you because it always seemed to give you pleasure when you could do something I asked you to do. You've always been a natural submissive. Some subs do something like housework as a form of humiliation or hash discipline, but not you.
"Master told me you have one of your own now," says Toby, daring to raise the subject.
"Yes. Interesting story about that which I'll tell you some other time. I'd rather not go into anything about the lifestyle tonight if that's okay with you."
"Sure it is, Uncle Harry." And the conversation goes on from there about a number of other memories and plans for future days together. Harry's always made is a point to teach the boy to enjoy museums and other cultural matters, so there's always a lot for them to explore. In addition to that, several waiters and other staff people stopped by at the table to greet the two of them purely as Uncle and nephew, and Toby was relieved that none of them seems to be involved in the D/s scene so they wouldn't know of his "true identity."
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