Date: Fri, 3 Jun 2005 04:04:12 -0700 (PDT)
From: Storymaster49 <[email protected]>
Subject: Master Jonathan
This is my first submission of one of my original
stories to any website. If you have comments,
criticism, or would just plain like to chat about the
nature of the story, I'd welcome it. I really would
enjoy hearing constructive criticism or any other
comments you'd like to make. If there is any interest
I will continue with this theme.
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The usual disclaimers apply. If you aren't supposed
to the reading this, then why are you?
Master Jonathan
By Storymaster49
"Put your clothes in this bag, and we'll hang it
from this hook by the door. It'll be here when you
are ready to leave. That is, if you are ever ready
leave." Jeremy smiled as he held the bag for Steven,
who was now down to only his briefs. Steven balanced
himself with a hand on the wall as he slipped his
briefs off and dropped them in the bag. Placing the
bag on a coat hook by the massive oak entry door he
gestured to a huge pit in the middle of the living
room. "We'll wait for him there."
Steven walked hesitantly with Jeremy toward the pit,
still not sure if this was such a good idea. Coming
to a strange man's house on the basis of a 15 minute
conversation in the video store with a total stranger
was completely out of character for Steven. He was
usually very cautious and thoughtful about every
decision. But, something had drawn him to follow
Jeremy to this place, and get naked, and wait for
"him."
Steven had met Jeremy at the "Midnight Palace" video
store while they stood practically shoulder to
shoulder looking at the somewhat limited selection of
gay videos. They were practically the only two
customers, and clearly the only two customers
interested in gay porn. Steven had pulled leather
themed video off the shelf and was looking at the
pictures of big hairy, leather clad bears rutting with
young twinks, when he heard Jeremy say, "you into that
sort of thing?"
"Well, not exactly," replied Steven speaking softly
"Yeah, me neither, " said Jeremy, "I mean, I like the
big bear daddy types being in control and all but I
can't get into all the crazy get up and the devices
that always goes along with it."
Steven was a little surprised but also a little
aroused at the ease with which this guy standing next
to him was able to talk about what turned him on. It
was the casualness with which he was referring to
daddy bears and twinks, that had him aroused. The
fact that Steven had strong fantasies about big
bearish men controlling him simply added to the
arousal and suddenly made Steven want to talk to this
guy some more.
Stephen turned and looked at Jeremy. "I know what you
mean. Why can't they just make a movie about a big
hot hairy older guy who is in control. All that tying
up and whips and chains and other stuff just gets in
the way. "
"YESSSS," said Jeremy in a loud voice. He then
quickly put his hand over his mouth and looked around
the room while he giggled over his own outburst.
Grabbing Steven by the arm he leaned in closely and
talked to him as if they were old friends sharing a
dark secret. "You are so right. I think the
excitement of being controlled mentally is the real
turn on. If a man controls you mentally and you do
everything he wants just because you want to, then who
needs all that other stuff. A man who really has you
in control doesn't need to tie you down, cause you
ain't going nowhere."
Steven felt as if this young guy standing next to him
was reading his mind. No one had ever laid it out so
simply and clearly. He had always felt the things
Jeremy was describing but he had never really put it
into words. He looked him over and noticed they were
about the same age. He judged Jeremy to be about a
year older then him, maybe 26. They shared the same
body type, too. Not fat, but by no means what you
would call thin either . They also seemed to be
blessed with the same smooth milky skin, with
virtually no hair visible anywhere. Steven noticed
that like himself Jeremy had a full ass. He had
noticed it before they even started talking. Steven
always looked at other guys asses. His was round and
full and he sometimes felt self conscious about it.
Checking out other men's butts was his own way of
seeing if he "measured up."
As they talked more and more about their shared turn
on Jeremy started telling him about his own particular
living situation. He lived in mansion owned by a man
of incredible genius and ability. He became
independently wealthy from his engineering inventions
when he was 25, now twenty five years later he was
retired completely from engineering and living off his
immense wealth. His brilliance wasn't limited to
engineering, either. The man had a profound
understanding of human nature and lived completely by
the philosophy that man's purpose was to reproduce and
seek out pleasure. He had no interest in reproducing,
but his search for pleasure knew no limits. It was
this understanding in himself and a full acceptance of
who and what he was, without the slightest feelings of
guilt, that gave him an ability to know what motivated
other people. Sometimes he felt as if he could read
their minds. Where this ability was at it's most
acute was sex. Sex with young, attractive men like
Jeremy and Steven.
As Jeremy explained it, Jonathan was blessed with a
genius level IQ and a self discipline that was
unmatched. When Jonathan retired from engineering he
dedicated himself to pursuits of the mind, and
searching for ways to bring his mind and his body more
in tune. His focus was sex, and the desire, or
perhaps even obsession, to control his own sexual
abilities through sheer force of grey matter. Most
men, in the peak of sexual arousal, actually put aside
most of their mental faculties and let their sexual
urges take over. Jonathan wanted to bring the two
together and over time he had succeeded.
Sexually, Jonathan was a total dominator. He did it
quietly and forcefully and only rarely was physical
violence a part of his means of controlling his
"stable." He used violence only when the bitch boy he
was using wasn't complying quickly enough to his
demands and no other method of control would give
results quickly enough. He never had to hit a bitch
twice.
Jonathan's greatest achievement was his ability to
control his cock. With nothing but quick moments of
concentrated effort he could attain an erection and
hold it for an hour or two. He had once held an
erection for 6 hours just to prove he could do it. It
wasn't necessary to hold erections that long and one
of the side effects of prolonged erections, at least
in Jonathan, was the overproduction of semen. His
body would produce so much that it would get
uncomfortable. Even under normal conditions he
produced a greater amount of cum than most men, but
after an hour or two of being erect he would produce
over a cup. Seeing him cum after a long session with
one of his bitches was a site no one ever forgot.
So, Steven stood in the pit with Jeremy. Nervous,
anxious, but clearly excited with the anticipation of
meeting this man, Jonathan. The pit was clearly made
for sex. One side of the floor was padded with heavy
foam rubber encased in a shiny satin material. Three
sides of the pit were padded platforms one could sit
on to gaze at the huge plasma TV screen mounted on the
wall at the end of the pit. Spread all around the pit
were foam blocks of all shapes and sizes which Steven
realized were used for support in various sexual
positions. Built into the wall under the long padded
platforms were camera lenses. Cameras pointed at
different parts of the pit also hung down from the
ceiling. Jeremy told Steven that Jonathan loved to
both film his activities in the pit and sometimes
liked watching them live on TV.
Jeremy told Steven he couldn't promise that Jonathan
would be interested in him and might send him away.
If he did decide to try him out he should not be
afraid. Jonathan never kept anyone against their
will. He didn't need to. "Just remember, " Jeremy
told Steven, "do everything he says without asking
questions and he will give you experiences you will
never forget. He has made some of us pass out from
the intense arousal."
As Jeremy gave Stephen that last bit of information
both young men grew hard. Standing there
absentmindedly grabbing their cocks, Jeremy smiled and
told Steven, "by the way, he's got the hottest cock
you will ever see."
Jonathan was not a particularly tall man, standing
about 5'11 and weighing in 225 pounds. He was hairy
and large. He was what one would call barrel chested
, since there didn't seem to be any fat on him at all,
just a round but firm belly, huge massive arms, big
powerful hands and muscular legs. He was average
looking and wore his thick hair in a small ponytail .
Jonathan walked into the living room and moved
deliberately and quickly toward the pit, looking
directly at Steven as he moved closer to the young
men. Jonathan, like the boys, was completely naked.
His cock was flaccid and hung down over his plum
sized balls. Steven glimpsed Jonathan's cock
momentarily but then looked into Jonathan's eyes and
was unable to break away. Something about his eyes
controlled him.
"Well, what have we here, Jeremy?" asked Jonathan,
never taking his eyes off Steven.
"It's a guy I met at the video store on my morning
off. I thought you might like to meet him. He shares
a lot of interests of ours, " replied Jeremy,
putting particular emphasis on the word "interests."
Jonathan walked right up to Steven and took his hand.
"welcome to our home, Steven. Has Jeremy given you
some information on what this place is about?
"Yes, sir, he has," replied Steven his voice cracking
slightly from his raw nerves.
"Excellent," Jonathan said, still staring right into
Steven's eyes. "I will fill in the blanks in a
moment"
Looking quickly at Jeremy, Jonathan quietly said
"dismissed." Without uttering another word, Jeremy
left the room.
"Well, well, let me see what we have here," Jonathan
said, almost to himself , as he looked up and down
down his new boy.
Jonathan slowly walked around Steven, examining the
new prospect, gently pinching and pulling different
spots while he muttered "yes, yes, very nice," to
himself. When he got to Steven's ass he paused and
cupped each buttock in his hand, hefting them and
watching them dance a little as he shook them
slightly. He murmured something pleasurable but
unintelligible.
When he was facing Steven he looked him in the eye
once again. "I am going to explain the rules once and
only once." he said. "The rules are very simple really
and neither negotiable nor elastic. You follow all my
rules or you leave. You may leave anytime you want,
but once you step through that door you never come
back, under any circumstances. You are here by your
own free will, however in this house my will is the
only will that counts. You are probably wondering
how I can have both my complete will obeyed but still
allow young men like yourself to leave anytime they
want. You will understand why, shortly." Jonathan
paused, letting it all sink in.
"As time goes on, if I choose to let you stay and if
you choose to stay, you will come to learn the
subtleties of the rules and understand what your
limits are in this house, and with me. In the
beginning I suggest you not try and flex the rules.
They don't bend easy. I rarely hit but if you bend a
rule and I think you need immediate correction I may
hit with an open hand. It is more of a signal than a
punishment. I find a slap on the face or ass, while
not painful, is humiliating enough to gain your
undivided attention."
Jeremy had never been this aroused, and it was all
simply from words and instructions. He didn't
understand it, but he also knew, as so many young men
before him, that he was in the right place. He would
no sooner leave this place than cut off his own arm.
He would do anything this man told him to do and
accept anything dealt out to him just to be in this
man's presence .
"And, who are you in this house?" continued Jonathan
"You are my bitch, my slut, my whore and my cum
receptacle. I own you. You no longer have an ass,
you now have a pussy, a cunt, a twat or whatever else
I choose to call it at the moment. I don't fuck you,
I breed you. You and all the other bitches in this
house are my stable. I have three middle aged men I
am mentoring on how to dominate other men and
occasionally I use some of my bitches as training
tools. If you are selected you will submit totally. A
reward for being a training tool is a night in the
master bedroom with me.
Steven's cock was standing at full attention and a
long string of precum dripped out of the shiny head.
He felt completely dominated and never more aroused.
His breathing was slightly labored and he felt as if
he didn't cum soon his balls would explode.
Jonathan finished his instructions by telling Steven,
"I will never tie you up, make you wear any kind of
s&m attire, or hurt you just for the pleasure of
hurting you. Sometimes, I will have to inflict pain
simply because your pussy is still not used to
accommodating a cock of my girth. In a short time
will come to crave it. You can call me sir, daddy,
Uncle Jonathan or anything else you like that doesn't
imply we are equals. Take your pick, but if you ever
call me just by my first name, hey you, or any other
term best reserved for your friends, the punishment
will be swift. Do you understand?"
Steven nodded. Jonathan's reaction was instant. His
open hand caught Steven on the cheek and sent him
reeling backwards. As he felt himself losing balance
he reached out his hand and Jonathan grabbed him by
the arm and brought back on balance. " You never nod
at me, you use words."
Steven's face stung from the slap, but it only served
to increase his excitement. "yes, daddy," he said,
the words slipping effortlessly passed his lips.
Jonathan stepped closer and put his right hand behind
Stevens neck, pulling his mouth to his. Steven felt
Jonathan's tongue immediately push into his mouth.
He was instantly aware that he had never had a tongue
go that deep into his mouth. Steven realized that
among the virtues Jeremy had mentioned about
Jonathan, he had not mentioned this fantastically
long tongue. The tip of Jonathans tongue was so far
back in his mouth that at one point he almost felt a
gag reflex coming up. To resist he pushed his tongue
back and attempted to get it into Jonathan's mouth.
Jonathan broke away from the kiss, holding Steven's
face inches from his own. "This is one of those
subtleties I told you about", he said quietly to
Steven. "The only time you put your tongue in my
mouth is when I pull my tongue out of your mouth.
Otherwise, you let me tongue fuck your mouth till I am
finished. Got it."
"Yes, Daddy, " answered Stephen, earning him a slight
smile from Jonathan.
As Jonathan stepped back, Steven was surprised to see
Jonathan's cock still soft and splayed smoothly across
his massive balls. His own cock was twitching and
bouncing, a long string of pre cum continuing to leak
from his piss slit. Jonathan stood back from Steven
bowed his head slightly and put the palm of his hand
against his forehead, appearing to be in deep
concentration. Within seconds Stephen could see
Jonathan's cock begin to grow. It was the most
amazing and sexually stimulating thing he had ever
witnessed. Jonathan's cock was growing at a steady
even rate, and it was growing into a magnificent
specimen of cockmeat. Steven was mesmerized.
When Jonathan finally came out of his 30 second trance
his cock was about 8 inches long and extremely thick.
He allowed Steven to stare at it interrupted for a
few moments, knowing his cock played a significant
part in his ability to control men. While larger than
normal it wasn't huge. It's true beauty lay in it's
definition and proportion. The shaft was straight and
ended in a perfectly shaped cock head . Jonathan was
circumsized so the skin along his shaft was stretched
tight, emphasizing the pulsing veins. His cock head
was purple and shiny. Jonathan kept his pubic hair
trimmed extremely close to give his cock an even
larger appearance. It's thickness is what set him
apart. Steven guessed it had to be almost 7 inches
around.
Almost instantly, precum started to form at the slit
of Jonathan's cock. Steven would discover that
Jonathan's ability to produce pre-cum was unique.
While Jonathan had never measured it he suspected
that he produced two or three ounces during a typical
2 hours session with a bitch.
Jonathan moved up close to Steven and put his hands on
his shoulders. "When you suck my cock, don't fight
it. I know your limits better than you do. If you
feel you are going to gag just gag. But don't pull
away from me or resist me. No matter how it feels, I
will give you ample opportunity to breath. Eventually
you will learn to take it all the way down. Now, get
on your knees."
Stephen immediately knelt in front of Jonathan,
wondering how he could possibly take more than half
that cock in his mouth without choking. Still, he was
determined to give Jonathan everything he asked for.
Holding Stevens head by a hank of hair on top of his
head , Jonathan took his cock in his free hand and
held it up to Stephen's lips. "Lick the precum off,"
he commanded.
Steven immediately used his tongue to take a big long
lap under Jonathan's cockhead , scooping up all the
pre cum and leaving his huge purple head glistening
with spit. Jonathan then pushed his cock head past
Stevens lips, and held it there. Steven looked up at
Jonathan, lust and surrender written all over his own
face.
"What the fuck are you looking at you stupid cunt,"
Jonathan uttered quietly but forcefully to Steven.
"If I want my bitch to look at me I will tell her to
look at me. You keep your eyes on what you are doing
and I'll let you know when I want you to look at me."
With that Jonathan slid his cock three quarters of
the way into Stevens mouth, causing him to gag and
reflexively pull back.
"Watch that pulling back from my cock,' Jonathan
warned Steven. "I realize you aren't used to this,
but I will only take so much and then I will begin to
use force, "
As Jonathan continued to push his cock back into his
throat, Steven began to realize that Jonathan had an
instinct for when he could take no more and would pull
back and let him breath a little. After about 20
minutes of cock sucking he began to relax and trust in
Jonathan more than his own sense of panic at the
blocked airway. Soon this relaxation allowed Jonathan
to put more and more of his cock down Steven's throat.
Within 45 minutes he almost had Steven deep
throating him. It was with a sense of deep
satisfaction that Jonathan finally slipped his cock
all the way into Steven's mouth and heard him moan
with pleasure. Almost all his bitches eventually
learned to take all his cock meat. But few had ever
mastered it this quickly. He sensed this bitch was
special, and with a mounting sense of excitement he
looked down on Steven's round ass.
"You are doing well, baby," cooed Jonathan. "You were
born to suck your daddy's cock, weren't you? Rub your
flat tongue under Daddy's cock, baby. It feels so
nice."
Jonathan had changed from grabbing his hair to gently
holding and guiding his head as he fucked gently in
and out of Steven's mouth. Steven felt his own cock
twitch at the change in his Daddy's tone. He knew
just when to reward his bitch with gentle words,
thought Steven.
"Ok, baby, Daddy's had enough of this, time for
something different," said Jonathan, gently guiding
Steven to his feet.
Moving to one of the padded benches Jonathan sat down
and gestured to Steven to come over. He patted his
thigh and told Steven to lay across his legs. Steven
stretched himself out face down on Jonathans lap with
his stomach across his thighs. "Move up more, I want
your ass where I can see it," Jonathan directed, his
tone going back to it's more forceful timbre.
Steven scooted up and laid his hard cock between
Jonathan's thighs, wiggling it around till he was
comfortable. Jonathan had his hands on Stevens ass
and was gently kneading it and feeling it's soft
fullness.
"Let me have a look at your pussy," Jonathan said as
he gently spread Stevens ass cheeks open.
Once bared he took his finger, wet it with his mouth,
and put the tip inside of Steven's ass. As he was
pushing side to side very gently he kept up a running
commentary, as much for himself as for Steven's
benefit. "Nice pussy lips. Nice and firm but
yielding. Will make a nice snug fit. Smooth and
hairless, too. " He paused with his probing, and
bending forward he put his tongue up to his pussy and
felt it's smoothness. "You shave this cunt, bitch?"
he asked Steven.
"Yes, daddy," came the breathless reply.
"Time to check how sensitive your clit is," said
Jonathan, sliding his finger down past the second
knuckle. Finding Steven's walnut sized prostate he
gently slid his finger tip back and forth across it.
Steven's reaction was instant and he thrust his cock
in between Jonathan's legs. Jonathan pulled his
finger out of Steven's ass and smacked his ass with
as much force as he could bring to bear.
"Stop moving, you out of control little bitch, "
yelled Jonathan. "I decide when you can cum, not
you. Rubbing yourself against me like that can cause
you to cum. You do that one more time and I will put
a ring on your cock and make it impossible to cum, and
that will cause pain. I don't like pain, but if
necessary to control stupid little slut cunts like
you I will do it. Am I clear, you useless slut."
Steven let out a struggled "Yes, sir."
Jonathan pushed Steven off him and stood up. "Ok,
it's time to pop your cherry. Once we start we don't
stop. The rule about leaving whenever you want does
not apply when my cock is inside your pussy. Once I
get started we will go about an hour, maybe 90
minutes. None of your pleas to stop will gain my
attention. However, I am sure you will discover that
after the first 10 minutes any begging for me to stop
will be replaced by pleas for me to go deeper and
harder. Furthermore, I don't use condoms. I fuck
bareback or not at all. I will cum deep in your pussy
and all over you. There is enough to go around, as
you will find out. This is your last chance, do you
want to leave now?"
Steven had a momentary urge to run away. He was not
afraid of what this man would do to him in the next
two hours, he was afraid of what he would do to him
forever. He sensed that the fucking he was about to
get would be the best he could ever have and all
future encounters would pale in comparison.
Steven heard himself say "No, sir, I want to stay."
"Very well. Lay down on the wedge shaped foam so your
pussy is up and open for me," commanded Jonathan.
Steven immediately moved the wedge to the middle of
the room and positioned his butt on it so it was
raised up high. "Now grab your legs, pull them back
a little and spread then," Jonathan ordered as he
pulled a small jar of white cream from a bag he picked
up off the floor.
Jonathan knelt between Stevens open and twitching ass.
Looking at Steven's face, framed between his open
legs he said "from now on you are free to say whatever
you want if it is related to the pleasure you are
feeling. You are not to demand anything from me nor
tell me what to do. You may simply express verbally
what it feels like. Understood?"
Steven looked up then realized his mistake and dropped
his head back and answered "Yes, sir."
Jonathan let this break in the rules slip because he
knew that soon he would be dealing out a mixture of
pain and pleasure the likes of which this bitch had
never known. He looked down at this hot cunt in front
of him and lowered his mouth to it.
Steven was completely surprised by Jonathan's mouth on
his pussy. It was unexpected but highly pleasurable .
Jonathan's tongue instantly pushed it's way deep into
his pussy and worked it around in a frenzy of lust.
Steven pulled his legs further apart, hoping the added
access would encourage Jonathan to go deeper.
Almost as soon as the rimming started it stopped.
Jonathan knelt between Steven's legs and after placing
a small amount of the white cream on his two fingers
he applied it around the edges of Steven's pussy lips.
"This will help some, but it will still hurt,"
Jonathan offered.
Jonathan knew that pain was the true controller. He
had long ago discovered that pain mixed with pleasure
could turn many men into sexual slaves. Something
happened to a man when a more powerful man was giving
him pleasure and pain at the same time. It was only
natural that when another man was pinning you down on
your back and mounting you with his cock you were
being subdued and dominated. He was breeding you,
making you his, and turning you into his slut.
It was with this thought in mind that Jonathan put his
cock at the entrance to Steven's pussy. In a few
minutes any last doubts this bitch had about who his
master was would dissolve. Once he had penetrated and
started breeding him the ultimate surrender would
occur. It always did.
Jonathan didn't believe in easing a cock into a
waiting pussy. It just delayed the inevitable pain
anyway. Better to get it over with quick. He also
only used enough lube to make it comfortable for his
himself. Pain was the signal to his bitch the
conquest was beginning, a cunt full of cum was the
signal the conquest was complete.
Looking down at his cock, poised at Steven's cunt,
Jonathan pushed forward deliberately and with an
steady and long thrust.
Stephen's reaction was instantaneous and loud. He let
out a long "noooooooooooo" as the invasion sent jolts
of pain up his rectum and into his spine. He reached
out his arms and pushed against his invader's
shoulders in a futile attempt to stop the overwhelming
pain.
As Stephen struggled and squirmed beneath him
Jonathan ground his cock slightly trying to get
Stephens stretched pussy lips to open up and accept
the penetration.
"Stop squirming bitch, you are only making it worse,"
ordered Jonathan.
Stephen slowed down his squirming although it was
impossible to stop moving altogether because some of
it is was uncontrollable. Big tears streamed out of
his scrunched up eyes and his teeth were bared in
agony.
Jonathan knew the worst was over and that in a short
while the extreme pain would begin to recede only to
be replaced by pleasure,....intense pleasure. He held
his cock deep inside Steven and wrapped his arms
around him. He held him there for almost 15 minutes,
tonguing his ear and letting Stephens cock be his
guide to how quickly the pain was receding. He knew,
obviously, that once he felt Steven's cock growing
hard, the pleasure was overcoming the pain. Holding
his cock deep inside Stephen felt good, too.
Stephen's pussy was warm and snug. He could feel his
pussy lips gripping the base of his cock like a
perfectly fitting cock ring. Occasionally, Stephen's
pussy would contract and milk his cock. Jonathan has
complete control over his orgasm. These contractions
would have brought most men to instant orgasm, but for
Jonathan it was just a pleasant feeling.
Soon, Jonathan felt Steven's cock begin to stir. He
also could feel Steven squirming to get his growing
cock shifted to a more comfortable position. Jonathan
pulled his cock out a couple of inches then thrust
back in. Steven's reaction was instant and it was
clear there was still some pain. He thrust again and
this time the reaction was less pronounced.
Jonathan pushed himself up off Stevens chest and
pulled his cock out and pushed it back in, checking
Steven's reaction. He did this several times till he
noticed that Steven was not only hard again, he was
meeting his thrusts. Now the fucking could really
begin.
Jonathan pulled out of Steven and flipped him over on
his stomach. Before Steven could react and understand
what Jonathan wanted he felt hands on his hips pulling
him up to his hands and knees.
"Spread your ass cheeks and open your cunt for me," he
heard Jonathan command.
Steven spread himself open and was immediately impaled
on the massive cock. He grunted and was going to
pitch forward when Jonathans massive hands grabbed his
hips and pulled him back onto the giant fuck tool .
He couldn't ever have imagined feeling so stretched
by another man's cock. This was a totally new
experience and sensation, and he felt like a total
slut. He couldn't control himself anymore and he
started saying things he never thought he would hear
come from his own mouth.
"I love the way you are breeding me, daddy, " Steven
yelled. "Don't ever stop breeding your hot bitch. I
want to be your slut forever. I want you cock in my
pussy every night. FUCK ME, FUCK ME, FUCK ME. BREED
MY HOT CUNT"
Jonathan for his part was simply aroused at the sight
of his thick meat sliding between these two round and
creamy ass cheeks. It looked so hot seeing how his
cock was spreading this bitches pussy, and when he
would pull back the slut's pussy lips would grip his
cock and stretch out the way a rubber glove clings to
finger. He knew it felt good to his bitch, too, and
was one of the reasons he used as little lube as he
could get away with. This new bitch was a one in a
million catch. Not only was he a fast learner with a
nice round ass, but his tight rectum was the perfect
sheath for Jonathan's cock. He didn't think he had
ever fucked an ass that felt this perfect. The walls
of his bitch's ass were warm and snug and his cock
felt like a velvet glove was wrapped around it,
milking it and taunting it to cum.
The coupling went on for an hour. Jonathan knew how
to pace the breeding session so both could rest while
continuing to fuck. For about 20 minutes Jonathan had
his bitch straddle him while he was sitting up. He
pulled his boys head down to his shoulder and cradled
him while he kept his cock deep inside his tight boy
pussy He would use his free hand to gently lift and
lower the bitch down on his cock. At this point his
bitch had mentally disengaged. This happened
frequently as the lust, pain and acceptance of their
new subservient life took hold. Steven let his head
roll about on Jonathan's shoulder, some drool escaping
and running down Jonathan's chest as Steven went in
and out of reality and sleep. This was the point
Jonathan anticipated. It was when the bitch was fully
his and would give himself to Jonathan without
question, forever. It often didn't happen the first
session, and sometimes a little force or pain had to
be used, but when it happened like this, it was the
best.
They had been fucking for well over two hours when
Jonathan decided it was time. He could feel the
build up of cum deep behind his cock and new that if
he didn't release soon it could get uncomfortable.
He pulled Steven off of him and had him lay on his
back on the padded part of the floor. He again
commanded him to pull up his legs as he kneeled
between them.
"When I cum, I will shoot most of it deep inside your
pussy in order to mark you as my permanent bitch.
But, the rest I will spray on you. I expect you to
make yourself open to it. If I put it up to your
mouth you will open your mouth and accept as much of
it as I want to give you. Do you understand, bitch?"
asked Jonathan
"Yes, daddy, " replied Steven.
Jonathan put his cock up to Steven's cunt and pushed
in. It went in smoothly and easily and instead of
searing pain, Steven only felt waves and waves of
pleasure as the length of Jonathans cock slid across
his prostate. Jonathan leaned forward and began to
pummel Steven with long, hard and fast thrusts. The
sound of Jonathan's thighs slapping against Steven's
ass filled the room. Jonathan had complete control
over his orgasm and the instant he decided to cum he
would let it go. He looked down at Steven's drooling
cock and grabbed it. Steven let out a long deep groan
and pushed his cock up at Jonathan's grip. He would
make Steven cum first then he would fill his pussy
with cum. After three strokes Steven's cock let fly
with a long ropey shot of white cream. It flew across
his chest and landed in a long gooey string across his
face. The next shot sent a rope across a shoulder and
before the third one could come out Jonathan cupped
his hand over the throbbing cockhead and caught it in
a large thick glob on his fingertips. He reached up
and rammed his fingers into Steven's mouth.
"Eat this, bitch," he commanded.
Steven sucked his fingers and swallowed every bit of
the creamy treat.
Jonathan put his hands on the floor and willed his own
orgasm to come. He pumped hard into Steven and then
held it deep while thick white flow of sperm erupted
out of cock and flooded his bitch's rectum.
Typically, Jonathan would shoot about 6 heavy ropes of
cum before it was over. Each eruption would be more
than double what a typical male shoots in an entire
orgasm. So not only were Jonathan's orgasms longer
than normal, they were quite a bit messier. He pushed
deep as the first eruption of hot cream flooded his
bitch. He looked at Steven's face for the reaction
he always got There was a look of total bewilderment
on a bitch's face when they felt that much cum being
squirted deep in their bowels. It was like an
unexpected enema. Once they realized what was
happening it got them highly excited and the second
and third thrusts often pushed them into another
orgasm of their own.
Pulling back, Jonathan pushed in again and flooded
the boy's rectum to the point where it started to flow
out around Jonathan's cock and run behind Stevens ass
and onto his upturned back. He pushed in a third
time and now the cum running out around his own cock
was making wet slurping sounds.
Jonathan pulled his cock out Steven's ass and grabbed
the slimy and cum coated cock with his hand, squeezing
it to momentarily delay the next eruption of cum. He
crawled quickly over Stephens stomach and grabbing him
by the hair pushed his cock right up to his mouth.
"Quickly, open your mouth and put out your tongue,"
ordered Jonathan.
Steven complied and Jonathan let go with a huge load
of the white sperm all over his tongue, much of it
covering his lips and some even going into his
nostrils. He pumped the next two shots at Steven's
face, leaving huge long ropes of the thick goo running
down his cheeks, covering his eyelids, and seeping
into his hair.
As the last of Jonathans thick load came out of his
cock he stood up and examined his worn out bitch. He
loved this moment the best. The moment of conquest
when he stood over his bitch and took possession.
Looking down at this young man, his once tight
asshole distended and raw and filled with another
man's hot cum, he would always feel a sense of power.
This morning this young man was just another gay kid
looking for sexual adventure, and now he belonged to
another man.
The only thing that could top this feeling was when he
took a perfectly normal straight guy of 30 or 40 and
turned him into his personal bitch. Those were truly
the moments when he felt his own power. But, that is
another story.
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