This story is pure fiction though I wish it were true. Any similarities to a real situation are purely coincidental. You should be of legal age in your area to read this. This story will contain sexual acts between consenting legal age teenager and adult males. This is my first story I am writing or posting anywhere on the internet. I have many other ideas in my head and hope to get them on paper soon. All feedback is appreciated. You can email me or message me at subchub4yngchsr@aol.com
Sorry for the delay in getting this next chapter out but i have been extremely busy at work and searching for my young Master. I noticed new chapters of some stories i really enjoy were posted recently and decided it's time to pick up on this story.
Who have we met so far
Slave - mid 30's chubby giving up his life completely for his 18 yr old Master
Master - 18 yr old HS student in DC.
Master's Mom and Dad - live in the townhouse above M/s's apartment.
Bill - another 18yr old Master's friend from school. blond hair surfer type. works at pet store and will be bidding on the slaves services
Jon and Dave - 20 something Dom Partners who own gay men's hair salon and spa
Young Master from DC -- Part 8
So the next day was Sunday and all the items Master purchased yesterday would be delivered to His apartment. Master woke up and informed me that He would be going to church with His parents and while He was there i was to go upstairs to His parents kitchen and prepare a Sunday brunch for them when they return. Master told me they would be gone for 2 hours and that Brunch better be ready when they got back. i was to wait in the apartment until i heard them leave and then go upstairs. Master wanted his parents to be surprised when they see me stark naked in front of them for the first time. He figured it would be quite a scene after church. What choice did i have. None of course. So as soon as i heard the door shut i crawled up the stairs to the townhouse and entered. i am only allowed to crawl in the apartment but once inside His Parents townhouse i am allowed to walk on my feet as long as Master is not present once Master is present i must crawl unless given permission to walk normally.
i prepared what i hoped they would enjoy for a mid morning Sunday Brunch. Cheese omlettes, bacon, sausage, french toast, sliced up fruit, a variety of fruit juices, coffee and tea and of course what would Sunday brunch be without mimosa's. It was just about two hours now so i expected Master and His parents to walk through the door at any minute. All of the food is ready and being kept warm in the oven. i have set the table for three to enjoy the Sunday brunch. I had no idea how or if Master planned on feeding me today. i have not eaten anything yet today. i know the punishment will be very harsh if i eat without Master's permission. of course i could have gotten away with it especially up stairs but my love and devotion to my Master prevented me from doing this. I just felt like he would know or see it on my face that i had done something i was not supposed to.
A few minutes later i heard the front door to the townhouse being opened and quickly dropped to my knees and presented myself at the entrance to the kitchen. Well trust me you would have loved to be a fly in the wall when my Master's parents walked into the room and saw me naked except for a collar kneeling at the entrance to their kitchen. My Master quickly took control of the situation. "Mom and Dad, from now on since he is my slave, he will wear no clothing in my apartment and in extension your townhouse." Please respect my wishes that slaves are not meant to have clothing when indoors and why should we waste money on clothing him when it is perfectly acceptable for him to be naked in the presence of his Master and Master's parents. Dad seemed to be ok with this and i might even have seen a little bulge growing in his pants. Mom said it would definitely take some time for her to get used to this, but if it's what her Son wants, he always gets his way. Mom asked me if i was ok with this. Master interrupted his mother and said it does not matter if the slave is ok with anything. he does it because as his Master i have instructed him that this is the way it will be. The slave has no say anymore about what goes on his life. All decisions, movements, and other things will be decided by Me from now on. Mom got the point and said ok Son.
Master gave me permission to rise and seat them for brunch. I first got a chair set up for mom and then Master finally sitting dad last. Master would later tell me that i made the right choice sitting his mom first. Must always be respectful to females especially MY MOTHER. After that i started to serve the Sunday morning feast which i would learn would be a tradition as long as we stayed at His parent's house. They first toasted with mimosa's and then everyone had coffee and orange juice. i served everyone an overflowing plate of eggs, bacon, sausage, french toast and fruit. Once everyone had their plate i was ordered by my Master to kneel at his feet while they ate. They had a conversation like i was not even there. not the first or last time this would happen so its starting to be normal to me to be in a room and have conversations going on in front of me where i am a non-entity. and as a slave that is basically what i am to everyone else. Master said i did a good job on brunch and He was feeding me table scraps from his plate. He would place it on the floor and i could eat but not use my hands. Some of the food he was feeding me, Master had chewed and spit out and set it on the floor for me to eat. Not knowing when my next meal was coming i was grateful for anything that i got and ate it with a smile on my face. About 1/2 way through brunch Master said he had to use the facilities and would his parents mind if he urinated at the table with his Slave (me) as his urinal. Although not thrilled with this idea, they were kind of curious to see if i would actually drink Master's piss. Master took this as a challenge and told me to assume the position. I got between his knees, unzipped his suit slacks and fished his semi-hard cock out of his boxers. i placed it in my mouth and created a suction around the base to make sure that no piss escaped my mouth. knowing where this was, if i spilled any i knew there would be hell to pay. Master must have not peed since his morning piss and it seemed to go on forever. however i was able to swallow it all without spilling any. Master was very proud of me and patted me continually on my head to show his appreciation for putting on such a great display in front of his parents, only a few days into my slavery. The rest of brunch was uneventful they finished, went their seperate ways and i was left to clean everything up. Mom was so used to cleaning up after meals she was not sure what to do but eventually went into the sitting room and took up reading a book. I left the dining room table spotless. Washed all the dishes, glasses and silverware and threw out any leftovers. Although tempted to eat what was going to be thrown out i knew i was not allowed.
Once cleanup was finished i was to report back down to Master's basement apartment. i walked to the door but switched to crawling mode on the stairs down. Master was watching some sports show on ESPN. it made me think about how much i loved TV and now had the realization that i will never be allowed to watch a show that i wanted to ever again. i was a reality tv junkie. watching the race show, survivor, big brother, idol and many more. all of the cable staples, runs house, real world, road rules and i loved the challenge shows when they all got drunk and partied and hookups all over the place. That was part of my old life. I crawled over to my Master and assumed my position between his legs, with my face buried in his clothed crotch. Apparently while i was still upstairs cleaning packages were delivered from yesterday. all of my clothes were delivered and all the toys and bondage equipment that Master ordered from the Adult store. Master told me to put my clothes away in his closet in a neat pile in the corner on the floor. They are to be kept clean and in order at all times. Next it was the boxes from the Adult store. i placed everything on the table in the kitchen for Master and then went back to my knees in front of him in the living room.
Master rose from the couch and went to explore His purchases. There were dildo's of every size and width. Vibrators with remote controls, cuffs for the wrists, ankles and for places i could not even imagine you could cuff, all types of nipple clips, weights and other assorted items to make my nipples bigger for Master to enjoy sucking on at night. There were whips, canes, and other punishment tools that Master said He hopes that He never needs to use these, but realizes at some point He will. He might just do it for fun at some point. There were cock rings, chains of all lengths and sizes, each measured for something that i was unaware of yet but i know they each served a specific purpose. There were a few different enema kits that Master wanted me to try and see which worked best to keep my man pussy clean for Him at all times. There were other assorted items that i had no clue what they were. Master must have spent a fortune in that store but apparently when you are 18 and have your own Platinum American Express card you can do things like that. Master's father had a black amex card (which you have to be invited to get) and told Master when he turned 21 he would get one too. Wow they must be even richer then i could have ever imagined.
The final item was a CB3000 cock cage that Master wanted to place on me and keep me in chastity at all times. Master said he hoped that the cage would fit on my baby sized cock. The package said it would be He wanted to see for Himself. Once the cage was placed on my cock, the tip was visible through a hole so i could piss without taking the cage off. Master padlocked it shut and put the key on his keychain. Master said, now i don't have to worry about you ever jerking off or cumming without my permission. Master said if i was lucky, for the rest of my life i would be cumming maybe once every 6 months. However break any rules or disobey an order and that six month period would go by without any opportunity to relieve my balls. So here i am going from someone who probably jerked off at least twice a day, more on weekends and now i was goin to cum maybe once every six months. Talking freely Master mentioned after locking the cage that in the future he might have me castrated so then i would never cum again. He said a few minutes later that he was just kidding, but that i should remember that if He wanted to do it he could, and that i should trust Him that He could find a doctor to do it for cash. I thanked Master for locking me up.
The rest of the day went by and it was time to go to bed. Master said tonight i will sleep in his bed and massage him until he fell asleep since tomorrow was His first day back at school since i became His slave. He was not sure what His plans for me would be yet, but that i better wake up at 6:00 AM prepare breakfast and be waking him up with a morning blow job at 6:30. With that my Master dozed off to sleep, i continued to massage him for about an hour after he nodded off because i was worried what if he woke up and i was not massaging. When i was confident he was asleep i assumed my bed sleeping position with my face in Master's ass or crotch area dependin on how he was sleeping.
Next Chapter - Master's first week at school with a slave in tow.
To all those reader's who were waiting for another chapter I hope you enjoyed this. To the new reader's of the story let me know what you think.
As always I love feedback on the story. Always open to new ideas and where you think the story should go. As stated before this will not be a hard core BDSM story. I am trying to keep it as real as possible and give as many day to day details as i can think of. I have gotten a lot of positive feedback so far and would appreciate hearing from anyone reading the story. If you happen to be a young dom in search of a mid 30's chub sub email me and lets chat.
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