The Alex Chronicles

After I told my story, Billy asked,

“Was that your first sub experience?”

“Yes. It happened as soon as I got out of high school. Then  I was afraid to let anyone know I was gay. So He was my first gay experience, and my first sub experience.”

“Did you continue to serve Him for three years?”

“No, Sir. Second semester some girl accused Him of raping her and He ended up leaving school and I don’t know what happened to Him after that.”

“Aha. A thoroughly despicable creep in addition to being homophobic and a bully. And how about His roommate? Did He ever bother you again?”

“No. Occasionally when He ran into me He would give me a sneer, but nothing more than that. We never discussed what happened again.”

“Thanks for telling Me. It explains a lot.”

“How so, if I may ask, Sir?”

“Well for one thing, it tells Me how easily you could be bullied, not only by Superior Men, but by just about anybody who wanted to knock you around. Also, I suspect that you really began to look forward to those Thursday night visits to His room.”

“Yes, Sir, except for the Ben Gay, which I still hate.”

“I’ll keep that in mind, slave.”

“Oh, I mean, Master, of course You can do anything You want to me. You own me, Master.”

“Yes, indeed. I’m happy to know about your first truly sub experience, and also about how you retell the story. How quickly you complied when He ordered you to call Him Master. And how about Him breaking in your throat? Did He get very far with that?”

“He tried, Sir, but it was mostly just Him raping my mouth, and I made so much noise choking and coughing that He gave up on the whole idea because He was afraid of making too much noise in the dorm. Eventually, He just told me to keep going down as far as I could and that was enough. I really think what turned Him on the most was the fact that He could get me to cry.”

“I can understand that. You are particularly beautiful to Me when you’re crying, pup.”

“It’s different with You, Master.”

“How so?”

“I like crying for You, Master. Crying and sobbing gives You pleasure, Master, and that turns Me on. Besides, it’s a release for Me, and as long as I’m not allowed to cum, it’s the most chance I ever get to release something from deep down inside Me.”

“Glad to hear it, alex. You’re a good slave. You make Me happy.”

“Your slave is glad, Master.”

And with that, we’re home. Master orders me to bring the things in from the car and then to put stuff away neatly. He calls His cousin to let Him know we’re back at the cabin. Then He orders me to His feet while He puts on a movie until His Cousin comes by.

There’s a knock on the door. Master orders me to go and open the door wide so His Cousin gets a good first look at my naked body and the cage around my dick. “So you’re the new slave?”

“Yes, Sir.”

“Billy tells me you’re the one He’s wanted for a long time. I’m glad He finally connected with you. I wasn’t really comfortable around some of the ‘boys’ He used to kick around here when I came to see Him.”

“I hope I do nothing to make You uncomfortable, Sir.”

“You’re making my cousin very happy, so that counts for a lot with me, boy.”

Billy yells, “come on in, Pete! and slave, get back to My feet.”

Pete walks in ahead of me. Master whistles to me, “Bring us a couple beers!”

I get the beers, open them, and go to Master, fall on my knees and hold up the beers with my head bowed. Pete doesn’t hesitate to take one and Master takes the other, saying “Home!” I bow down and suck toes.

“Nice!” says Pete. “It knows its place and that sure looks hot, couz’. And I notice that it’s had a good whippin’ not too long ago. Finally, dude, You found what You’ve wanted. This one looks so much more promising than those other faggots You were fooling with.”

“This is the one I was waiting for since High School, buddy. This is the one that craves Me in every way. This is permanent property, Pete.”

“Happy for you, Billy. Can I see its asshole?” He asks.

“Raise that ass, boy, and spread ‘em for my cousin. Show Him what He wants to see.” Not taking my mouth off Master’s toes, I do as I’m told, sopping up the humiliation. I didn’t realize that this cousin of Masters wasn’t the least bit shy about dealing with the likes of someone like me.

“Pete, You surprise me, Dude. You’ve rarely ever expressed an interest in the things I like.”

“Well, couz’, times change. I’m evolving, to use the word You like so much. Have had a couple of subs doing Me good, lately, and find I’m taking a liking to being served by faggots who need to be taught their place and kept under tight control.”

“and You’ve been holding all these developments back from Me, boy?”

“Wanted to surprise You. But I dare say, You’re the one Who’s surprising Me. Never knew You liked to get Your feet licked by a boy You also whipped.”

“Buddy, this is the least of it. I’ll have to show You what Dad and I have put together downstairs a little later. alex, kneel up and I’ll give you some beer, boy.” I do as He says and He puts His mouth over mine and dribbles the beer into my mouth.

“Holy shit!” Pete exclaims. “Nice move, bro! I’ll have to try that on My own. Can I give it a drink too?” He asks.

“sure thing. slave, turn Your head so this young Master can give you another drink,” Master orders. I do so. Pete takes a big mouthful and leans right down to me, mouth to mouth, and tells me to suck His mouth. After I get all the beer from Him, He reaches down and grabs a nipple and doesn’t hesitate to torture it so roughly that I cry out. Then He reaches over and gets the other one, and makes me sing to Him again.”

“Sweet, Billy. Got to find me a faggot who can cry out like that. Music to My ears.”

“Fuck, Pete, don’t tell me that You’re discovered that joys of sadism,” Master quips.

“that and more, Dude. I’m getting in touch with my ‘inner bully’ lately. Hard to find a pain pig that can service Me all the ways I’m wanting to try, though.”

“Haven’t been to any of the clubs, then?”

“I went to Sylvia’s last week. I still like pussy, for sure, but for some reason I’m more interested in having a faggot under foot and maybe keep a woman around for love-making. At least that seems like the way I’m swinging lately.”

“So forget Sylvia’s and come to Shackles, boy. All men and boys there, and many more subs than Doms, slaves than Masters. But you prefer women to take care of Your joint, is that it, Pete?”

“A mouth is a mouth, Billy,  but for fucking, I need a juicy cunt. But not sure I want to get too tough on the ladies, though. I just want a faggot that can take the abuse. Weird, isn’t it?”

“Nothing is weird, Pete. We each have our own interests and needs and styles. Keep on the lookout. Maybe a Domme would be more Your style, and then the both of you can enjoy working over a queer sub.”

“It’s all pretty new to Me at this point. But hey, can I get a taste of this slave’s mouth?”

“Sure thing. Take off your boots and I’ll let you sample its skills.”

“Nah. Actually, just looking for a bj right now.”

“Fine. Need some privacy?”

“that would be good, cuz’.”

“Bedroom’s over in the back. Be my guest. I’ve got a couple calls to make anyway, so take your time with this slave. alex, crawl into the bedroom and do as our Guest commands.” I kiss His feet and start crawling inside. AS I go, I hear Pete ask,

“Okay to smack it around a bit?”

“Sure thing. There’s a crop on top of the dresser, but leave the strap alone. That’s for punishment.”

Pete comes into the bedroom and stands over me. “Come up here, faggot. Open My pants and see what I’ve got to fill your mouth with.” As I reach up, He smacks me across the face. ‘Use your fucking mouth, cocksucker.” At least He’s nice enough to open the button at the top of His jeans. I take His zipper into my mouth and with a bit of struggle, pull it down. Strong smell of musk, and He’s commando.

“Sniff my bush, pig. Suck up my scent.” I bury my face in His pubes, sniff for a while then start putting His hair in my mouth and sucking the scent off it. “Ah, right nice. You’re really hungry for the D, aren’t you, pig?” I don’t know whether or not to reply, but He reaches over and picks up the crop and lashes me on my shoulder. “I fucking asked you a question, faggot. Tell me: are you hungry for the D, boy?”

“Yes, Master Pete. Hungry for any dick Master wants this slave to serve.”

“Good. Then show me, boy.” He lets His pants fall and His dick springs up, hard and straight and almost as big as Master’s. I know I can handle it easily. “Please, Master, Pete, may this slave suck Your awesome dick?”

“Have at it, faggot. Lick the head and get My juice off it, then put it in your fucking mouth and show me how hungry you are for My cock, boy.”

Damn, He smells ripe but not gross. I enjoy tasting it. His precum is sweet, unlike Masters, and I can’t wait to find out what His load will be like. He puts His hand on the back of my head, and starts to fuck my mouth. Nothing shy about this young stud, that’s for sure. His third stroke already hits my gag reflect but that doesn’t slow Him down. “That’s right, faggot, gag on a real Man’s Dick. So big you can’t take it all. Too bad. I like hearing Myself fuck the shit out of your mouth, slave. Take it good, or I’ll lay welts over your welts, pig.” I’m amazed at how comfortable He is working Me hard the way He is. No hesitation at all. Just like I’ve belonged to Him for ages. This Superior Man is a natural at this. Suddenly He pulls out. “You need more lube, bitch. Open that mouth for Me.” I do so and He spits right into my mouth then slaps my face and shoves His dick right down my throat again and starts to fuck me hard and fast. “holy fucking shit, faggot. Your mouth feels almost as good as a cunt. Hot. Let Me fuck your cunt mouth until I shoot My load right into you and breed the fuck out of you, faggot!”

Sure loves His hot talk! And I love it as well. I find myself hoping He comes by to visit His cousin quite often. Finally, He shouts out, “Fucking faggot cumdump!” and unloads Himself into me. Big load. I have to swallow twice to get it all down. “that’s it, faggot. Drink this Stud’s load like the hungry pig you are!”

He has me milk the last few drops from the tip of His dick, then withdraws, wipes Himself on my face and pulls up His pants. “Go crawl to Your Master, slave. I’ll be along in a minute.” I start to crawl to Master while He heads for the can. AS I get into the living room, I hear Master finishing up His phone call. “So we have to go down ourselves to fill out the license? How long? . . . three days.  Okay, fine. Thank for the info, Sal. We’ll probably be down tomorrow or the next day and I’ll get my guys ready for next week. thanks a lot, dude. Have to go now. Bye.”

He points to His feet and I go down on Him and start licking the tops of His feet the way He likes. No rest for my mouth.

Pete comes back inside, zipping up His pants. “Your faggot has a good cunt mouth, cuz’. Hope I can find one as talented to own for myself.

“You looking for a permanent live-in, or just someone to get Your rocks off when You want?”

“Nothing steady at this point. I’ve still got two semesters of school left, Billy. But it would sure be nice to have a regular cuntmouth available when I want it.”

“Living on campus?”

“Most of the time, yes.”

“then find Yourself a compliant freshman. Just hang out in the showers and catch some queer boy looking at Your crotch too often. that’s how this slave got found out when it was a freshman. Long story, but things must be the same now.”

“Sure. And a number of boys are openly gay. I just need to find one with the right internal wiring if You know what I mean.”

“Of course. Well, good luck, Dude. And in the meantime, feel free to pop by if You need to unload into My boy here. The more cock I can get it to suck the better, I always say. So anyway, want to view the dungeon?”

Pete checks the time. “Can’t right now, Billy, but another time perhaps.”

“Well, I plan for us to be heading back down to the house tomorrow. But there will always be time in the future. And if You happen to find a sub who is also into bondage and pain, we can always make a special weekend up here and work the two of them. I’m sure that this slave here can do a lot to show a beginner the way.”

“Will definitely take You up on it, Billy. Thanks a lot for letting Me get off. This slave has a good mouth, that’s for sure. I’ll just be heading out now. See you soon, cuz’, okay?”

“Sure thing. And if you decide to sample what’s available at Shackles, just give Me a ring and we’ll set something up. I know You’ll have a hot time there.”

“Great! Well, I’m off. Say Hi to Your Dad for Me, okay?”

“You got it, cuz! And tell your folks I say Hi as well.”

He leaves. Master tells me to kneel up and open my mouth. He reaches in with His fingers and it seems like He’s trying to get a sample of Master Pete’s load for Himself. No. guess not. He just wanted to reclaim His space, I guess.