Tommy Loves His sub

Wednesday morning they left the house a little earlier than usual so that Tommy could have Dylan drive them into campus. He did a pretty good job, although he drove on the slow side, and he asked Tommy to take over when it came time to park the car. He was afraid of hitting one of the cars on either side of him. Tommy praised him to the skies and Dylan soaked it up like a little puppy.

They had breakfast in the cafeteria that morning and sat with Phil, Doug and Peter. Peter was quickly becoming a member of the group even though he was not on the team. Dylan especially liked Peter because Peter would get all “dommy” with him but it was only teasing. He would never touch Dylan; he knew who Dylan belonged to.

As the semester was coming to a close, Tommy had longer class hours than usual because of practice exams and also presentations which were required in two of the classes he was taking. That left Dylan alone for longer than usual. It’s a good thing they still had the room so Dylan had a safe place to hang out and get some homework done or even take time to rest.

“I was wondering if I could ask you guys a big favor,” said Tommy. “dylan’s got a lot of empty time waiting for me to be ready to drive home. He needs to practice driving so he can get a license soon. If I give him my car keys, would any of you guys be willing to help him practice a bit?” They were all willing, although Peter jokingly asked if he could have the sub boy drive naked! Dylan blushed. Tommy thought about it, mockingly serious and then said to Peter, “Well, maybe without his shirt on, that would be fine with me.” “Well, that settles it,” answered Peter, who checked to see what time Dylan would be free. Tommy squeezed his leg as if to say, “Do it, boy. It will be good for you.” Dylan objected, “but then I’ll have two things to distract me. One, how nervous I am driving, and two, how turned on I am almost slipping into sub space.”

Peter objects, “Boy, I’m not going to touch you. don’t tell me you can go into sub space without even being touched!” “no, I guess not. We’ll have to see how it goes.” “This is going to be interesting,” retorts Peter. the other guys cheered them on. Phil said, “I’m free at that time too, I could ride along, . . . just to protect Dylan!” And so it was settled. 2 pm. Peter’s going to help coach a shirtless Dylan into pulling into parking spaces in the lot.

The practice was pretty good and Peter was lavish in his praise of the half-naked boy. After all, Peter knows how to handle a sub. They drove around a lot, and either Phil or Peter would point out places where Dylan could park. Meanwhile, they talked about all sorts of things and mostly about Dylan’s sex life. Dylan was also curious about what Peter had going on.

“I have two different subs I play with from time to time, but nothing is very serious,”  explains Peter. “do you want a dom/sub relationship?” asks Dylan. “not at this time. I think I’m too young for it. I turn 21 in two weeks, so then I’ll be able to go to Fetters, the club in town, and see more of what things are like. Anything I’ve learned I’ve picked up from the Internet. But things are so violent on the Internet. Totally make-believe with well-paid actors. But apparently there’s a lot of BDSM available around here.”

“I know that, Peter, and Tommy and I looked at some of the stuff on line and then gave it up. So much of it is so extreme, and an awful lot of is just acted out by people who aren’t really into it but like the money. I could never ever take the amount of pain that they do on the Web. And Tommy says he could never do any of that to me.” “Nice to know that,” says Peter.

“Another give-away about those videos is that no one ever uses a safe word. I think they aren’t given any, especially the ones that come from China or Russia. Those guys are barbaric and brutal!”

Phil gets curious. “Have you ever used your safeword Dylan?” “

“Not for sexual stuff. Tommy wants me to safeword if a discussion about abuse gets going, because it freaks me out and drags up too many memories of what I suffered at home. And that’s enough of that. If I talk about it anymore I will get very nervous. So, you see, here is a situation that I would automatically safeword. Tommy was going to tell his parents about the safeword things, but then decided not to. His mother realized how tense I got the other night when we were talking about my family, and decided that we wouldn’t talk about any of that any more. Besides, the doctor gave me some pills to take if I got really upset or nervous.”

“What is your safeword?” Phil asks. “That’s a secret,” says Tommy. Phil immediately backs off. “there have been lots of times lately when we’ve been around you when you are naked and I’ve never seen any marks on you other than some pink on your backside. I guess Tommy doesn’t get into it with you very much.”

“Well,” explains Dylan, I really don’t mark up much. Hardly at all. That gives Tommy a lot of freedom to explore with me without worrying about inflicting any damage.”

Peter, acting the mean dom, says, “He should beat you every day, then. I know I would. Keep reminding a slave who he is.”

“That’s a good idea, man, but it probably won’t play out in reality. Unless you find a real masochist who begs for rough treatment. Tommy’s cousin Mike has a couple of subs who really get it rough. Mike was really into that, but he’s changing now. He met this guy he is going very slow with. He actually decided he wants a relationship that would work outside of the dungeon, and he’s enjoying himself more than eve now.”

“how so?” asks Phil. “I was only over there once with Tommy and that time Mike had one of his slaves there. It was clear that he thinks a slave should be subhuman and degraded as much as possible. And the guy who was there with him had welts all over and jumped whenever Mike barked an order at him. He told me he’d been in his cage for 6 weeks. Mike “rewarded” him by taking off the cage and allowing him to jerk off for the first time in six weeks, but he ordered the guy to go to it out in the dirt behind the house alone and he only gave him 5 minutes to get off. But now that’s all changing for the better. I don’t even know if Mike still sees those subs who were into heavy treatment since he met this guy he’s seeing now. It’s a big change from the way Mike used to be. I’ve heard him say things like “a slave should always have welts and bruises; a slave should sleep on the ground or in a cage; slaves drink piss; slaves should be put out for hard labor and give the wages to its Master; slaves have no right to object to service the Master’s friends.” Lots of stuff like that.

“Wow,” said both Peter and Phil. “You think you’ll ever become that type of slave?”

“Absolutely not. Tommy loves me too much. More than anything else, Tommy is my lover and protector and will soon be my husband. He calls most of the shots in our relationship but it’s been like that between us from back when we were kids.”

Phil is confused. “But he keeps you naked most of the time, even when other guys are around. So at least you’re his sub.”

Dylan explains. “I guess, but it doesn’t always extend to everything else. And sometimes when we’ve having sex together, and he’s taking control, sometimes I like to call him ‘Master’ and then he slips right into it. And you guys and Doug and Marvin are the only ones who have seen me naked in the room. That’s cool. I get off on it.”

Peter asks, “Why?”

“Part of me digs the humiliation. A lot of submissive guys enjoy being naked while the others in the room are clothed. It’s even a particular kink they refer to as CMNM. ‘clothed male, naked male.” But mostly it’s because it turns Tommy on that I’m willing to do that for him.”

Doug asks, “Will you be naked at the wedding?”

“Absolutely NOT. A lot of his relatives will be there. And even his parents don’t really know the types of games we play. No. Tommy’s already got our clothes all picked out for the wedding.”

Peter: “Tommy picked them out. You had no say?”

“I didn’t want to have a say. Besides, in all my life, I have never worn a suit or dress clothing, so I was too in awe to interject anything at all.”

Peter: “That’s awesome. You two have so many ways of expressing your love, even when playing master/slave.”

“That’s right, Peter. And look at how I’m shirtless right now. Tommy wanted it. Even though he’s not here. I dig that.”

Peter admits that he still has a lot to learn. Dylan suggests a couple of authors who write about really healthy and loving BDSM relationships he could check out.

Phil says, “Donna buys her own clothes. Won’t even let me go along. And she makes a lot of ‘suggestions’ about things she’d like to see me wear, especially different types of underwear.”

Peter turns around and looks at Phil: “Damn, dude, you’re the sub!” They all laugh.