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YOU KNOW HE'S SUB, DON'T YOU? - PART 99
Second book : YOU BELONG TO JOBAL PART 46 - Jake's gob
Jake was super tense. He just sat there like a lump and breathed heavy, like he was lifting weights. He kept looking at me and looking at Po and kind of looked like he didn't know what to think.
"Eat," said Po. "Then he'll suck you off. Yeah? Free to mates."
"Free to mates? We never paid you anything!"
"Yeah. I know. I said free. But he earns good. That how I got the bike I told you about!"
"Yeah, what bike?"
"It's outside. You can see it yeah? I'll show it to you!" Po stood up and made towards the balcony. "Come here, you can see it."
But Jake didn't get up. "I saw it. Big red thing," he said.
"Yeah. Like I said. You said you wanted to see it. We'll go down later."
Oh ok - so now I get it! Jake had come round to see the Po's new bike! That's why he was here! So he wasn't expecting all this - all me and stuff - he was expecting the bike. That makes sense. They must'a had some conversation where I wasn't around. That makes sense. So that's why he's here! I mean, like otherwise, why did Jake even come round? It didn't make any sense. But now it did make sense. Phew. Really. I thought I was going mad. But all's good. Now I understand yeah?
So.
But he wasn't expecting this.
"Yeah. Later," he said.
"Yeah? Ok. Ok we'll go down. But look at it later, like we said. Yeah? Cool. Yeah. Ok. Ok. Yeah. So let's eat," said Po, like there was nothing else to discuss.
I mean, like the food was there and they weren't touching it. And I was standing there, hands on my head, and they still weren't touching it. They were just chatting about it and it was just getting old!
So Po sat back down "We can go down and see it, yeah? Later. After we eat. Ok. So let's eat," said Po. "I'll let you ride later!" He laughed.
Jake glanced at me again, but then he DID start to eat as well, so that was ok; it wasn't wasted. And I was standing there and I thought Jake might say something like how nice it was, the food, but he didn't say anything about that. He just sort of didn't say anything while he ate. He just thought about things, I suppose. Course, he was chewing. "It is a cool bike," he said after a while, reluctantly. "I'd get one but I couldn't afford it," and he swallowed a bit.
"You will. Get a loan. I did."
"I thought you said you paid for it?"
"Yeah, I paid for it. But I gotta be paying it off aren't I? I'm not that rich, yet. Jobal loaned me."
"With who's money mate?"
Po looked flummoxed. "Jobal loaned me, like I said."
"Jobal's money."
"Yeah, but I'm paying it off."
"Yeah. That's what I'm asking. With who's money? With who's money are you paying it off yeah? Cause you don't got any money as far as I know."
"Yeah well I have now."
"Yeah? How?"
"It's my money, mate, cause I fucking earned it. And also, he's mine, yeah. I own him. Cause I look after him so I get everything. It's only fair. Stop making a fuss. It's cool man!"
Jake grinned, like despite himself, "That, man, is fucking twisted! So it is HIS money," Jake pointed at me, "but you take it. What fast one are you pulling? You pimp him out? And what else? You get what? That is fucking in-sane!"
Cause it WAS insane, wasn't it?
Po was laughing, "Yeah! Like I said. That's it! It's insane! Yeah? I know it is! I get it, yeah? But I get everything, innit. Cause like Jobal promised me it would be, after he was properly done as my property, I'd be able to make big money! And he was right! It's fucking insane man, it really is! Do you want him to suck your cock?"
I mean like I was just standing there doing nothing, so like I could'a been sucking Jake's cock while he was eating instead of just you know like standing there with my hands on my head!
Jake smiled and shook his head.
But then they was finished, so I cleared the cups and plates and made them a tea, to wash it down.
"Can't he put some clothes on?" said Jake.
"Yeah I only keep him naked around the flat and so on," said Po. "Cause he needs that like to keep his place yeah? Cause that's what it is yeah?"
"Yeah? Cause he's constantly fucking erect and I can't take that. Not in my face man!" Jake moaned.
So Po said, "Get in your cage dog." So I did - like I was in the way suddenly and like me being naked was suddenly too much.
"I'd like to know what you intend doing about this," Jake said. He was holding his cup and resting his arm on the edge of the table. "What do you intend doing?" he repeated. He glanced at me again.
Po didn't blink. "What's not cool? He's under Jobal's protection," he said.
"I thought that's exactly what we were trying to prevent," said Jake.
"No it wasn't, dipshit. We didn't want him to be attacked or harassed or, you know, bullied, or any of that shit, gay bashed, you know, in the street, did we? So I went to Jobal and I told him. I said he's my friend and I don't want him hurt by anyone and Jobal said ..."
"Yeah what did Jobal say? He wanted him castrated I bet!"
"Yeah. No. He just wanted him to be a bit, yeah, be a bit like, be a man, and not a wuss, make himself attractive and and not like go around slagging and getting into trouble but if he was good, or if I, or one of us, if we made him good then, yeah, he'd go for it, and he'd let me keep him, you know, as something to fuck and own properly and he'd make him a protected species yeah? And he'd earn and I wouldn't have to do anything. Now do you get it?"
"No. I do not get it!" Jake said. "Jobal uses people. He exploits people. He makes them work for HIS money and he makes them into, well, slaves basically."
"Jake hold on. That's my fucking brother you're slagging off! And if he heard you he'd fucking screw you up you'd never dare again cause he'd fucking fuck you over so much. Yeah? He fucking rules here and you know it. And he's got ears. And he's got soldiers. And he doesn't care so he'd just give the order yeah? Disappear. And you'd never even see it coming, yeah? He'd rip you out. So watch your fucking mouth. He'd probably ask me to do it as well. And I couldn't fucking refuse could I? I'd basically HAVE to or else, yeah? So do you want that? Cause I don't want that. I really don't want to have to do that to you, do I?"
"You and whose army?" said Jake; but Po didn't answer, cause it was obvious wasn't it, whose army?
Jake stared at Po and spat. I mean, he gobbed up and spat it right there into the floor like it was the street or something.
"Fucks Jake! What you do that for?" said Po. "That's disgusting!"
Jake just snorted and grinned. "This place is shit what you've done to it. What you've done to him. So now he's your dog? What the fuck is it?"
I saw his gob drying on the floor; I knew I'd have to clean it up.
Sooner than I guessed, "Get out of there and eat it," said Po, indicating Jake's gob.
But I was inside my cage wasn't I?
"Fuckssake," Po muttered. Get out of there and lick that mess your master Jake has made for you and quick. It's making me feel sick."
I gingerly lifted my paws through the cage opening and crept up to the shining gob. They was both watching me. Jake exhaled as I beant my head down and licked at his phlegm. It was thick and creamy but didn't have much taste. When I finished, leaving a circle of tongue wet on the lino, I said, "Thank you Sir," and crept back to my cage again.
Jake groaned. "That was fucking disgusting!"
"It was your mess," said Po. "Anyway, he likes it. Look at him; he's grateful too!" Po laughed. "He is too!"
I licked my lips. They was wet. Then I took a sip of water from my bowl.
But Jake was unimpressed. "What the fucksake got into you Po? You used to be cool. This is degenerate."
Po sighed and crossed his arms and his legs, like he was older and knew much much more than Jake did. He sighed like he was head teacher. "Jake, grow up. Just grow the fuck up. We aren't kids anymore. Fuck. Just grow up. People need to be under some sort of control. It's in the interests of everything. And Superior Men ..."
"Superior Men? What's that supposed to mean?"
"Us!" Po sighed like he was fed up explaining. "Yeah? Superior Men, men like us, Superior Men who naturally know how to behave and what to do and have the right to expect ... you know ... and generally, and generally that control takes the form of some sort of authoritarianism, doesn't it? That's just the way it is. And that's how things get done. You gotta be realistic."
"So am I one of your Superior Men then am I Po?"
"It's up to you isn't it mate?"
"Are you out of your fucking mind!?" Jake said, "This is fucking sick!" He pointed at me kneeling in my cage.
I don't know what he meant.
Po smiled, like it was completely unimportant. "Look, don't tell me! Tell him! This is what HE wanted. This is the LIFE he wanted. He wanted this life. He ARKSED for it. You know? He's happy. Look at him! He's happy as Larry, like a real happy dog in his cage like a good dog yeah? Aren't you? Good dog!"
I nodded and sort of yelped out, "wrYes Sirwr!" I wanted him to know that I was happy. Cause I was happy, wasn't I? I loved Po and I was happy.
"He's happy! You arsk him. Go on. Arsk him. I'll let him - I mean, I'll let him answer what he wants."
Po looked at me, looking at him, wanting him and waiting for him to let me lick his cock again. My dick was stiff between my legs and I just wanted to clamber all over him and lick him and show him what a good dog I am and how much I love him!
"Dog you can speak freely," said Po
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END OF YOU KNOW HE'S SUB, DON'T YOU? - PART 99