The House of Bastian

by Bastian Ward

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This story is a work of fiction.  It is a gay bondage fantasy, no part of which is based on real life.   Any resemblance therefore to anyone living or dead is purely accidental.  This story depicts male on male sexual practices, if you are offended by this then stop reading now.

All characters depicted in this story are willing participants in all the scenes they appear in.  No one was coerced or paid to appear in this story.

The practices and themes depicted in this story, in no way reflect the author’s beliefs or sexual practices.  If you chose to act out scenes from this story, please do it responsibly.  Always practice safe sex; you owe it not only to yourself but to your sexual partners.  If you think you have injured yourself or think you have contracted a sexual disease, or have any other health concerns.  Please consult with a health professional.

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Meeting Leo

“Hey buddy, ya got any change?”  I heard someone ask.

I hate beggars at the best of times, and look most of them are genuine, but there are a lot out there that aren’t, so I kept walking on principle.  But then the beggar reached out and grabbed my arm.

“Hey, buddy,” the beggar said again, “I’m just tryin’ to get something to eat.”

I look down at the beggar’s hand and then back up at him, with the greasiest look I could give him.  “Look,” I replied, “I’m not gonna give you any money, but if you want to.  You can come home with me.  Have a shower.  Wash your clothes if you want to. And get something to eat.  How does that sound?”

“Aw, I don’t know,” the beggar replied, “can’t you just give me some money?” he begs looking around us at the steady stream of passers-by.

"No, I don't give money to beggars, on principle, but if you want you can come home with me and have lunch.  It’s up to you.”

I pulled my arm out of his hand and plunged back into the flowing mass of people on the busy city street and headed towards one of the four city train stations and continued on my way home.  I didn't know he was following me until I felt a tap on my shoulder.  I turned around, and the beggar was standing there.  "What do you want now?" I asked a little exasperated.  “I’m still not going to give you any money.  I thought I made myself clear the last time, but obviously not.”

“Um, I was wondering if I could come and have lunch at your place.”

I stood and looked at him for a minute, “Sure, but come on or I’m going to miss my train.”

“OK, um, but I don’t have a ticket.”

‘Naturally,’ I thought as I rolled my eyes, “That’s OK,” I replied shaking my head, “I have a spare one.”

We caught the train and made small talk on the trip home.  But fuck the beggar stank, but then what did I expect?  The beggar wasn't very forthcoming with the reasons for him begging on the street, and to be honest right now; I didn't really care. 

When we got to my place, I showed the beggar to the bathroom.   I gave him a clean towel and face washer, and told him he could have a shower; I also told him I would leave him some clean clothes outside the bathroom door and that I’d get something ready for lunch.  The beggar went into the bathroom.  I went to my room and got a pair of track pants and a top and dropped them on the floor outside the bathroom door, on my way to the kitchen.  Mind you they'd probably fit him like a tent.  He's waif thin while I'm…  Well… Let's face it I'm not waif thin, but I'm not exactly portly either.  I'm ‘cuddly' if you want to be kind.  And I'm telling the story, so I’m being kind.

I was just going to have a sandwich for lunch, so I got some bread out and all the fillings and laid them out on the bench.  After a bit, I heard a cough behind me and turned around, and there was the beggar standing in the doorway, stark naked.  "What the ………" was all I could think to say as I’m sure my eyes almost fell out of my face.  Now, it’s not that I’m a prude or anything, I just wasn’t expecting to see him standing there buck naked.

“Isn’t this what you wanted?” he says as he waved his hand down his body, ending by grabbing his cock and balls and shaking them in my direction.

“No," I replied stepping away from the bench and letting him see what I had laid out on the bench, "when I said ‘lunch' I meant ‘lunch'," waving my hand along the bench, "not sex."

“Oh,” the beggar replied, “I thought you meant sex.”

“No,” I said, “besides we hadn’t discussed having sex. We hadn’t discussed a price or anything!”

“Well…”

“And what, you just expected me to pay whatever you wanted?” I said getting a little pissed at the little shit.  Well, to be honest, he’s not little by any stretch of the imagination.

“Um, well yeah.  Basically,” the beggar said as he started to flame red and absentmindedly rub the back of his neck.

“Do you do this often?” I asked him.

“Um, no.” and by now he had the good grace to look a little embarrassed and was looking at his feet as he shuffled from one foot to the other.

“Look, if you want to have lunch go and get dressed in the stuff I left for you, or, if not then get dressed in your own clothes and get the fuck out.”  I turned around and started to make my sandwich, and I’ve got to say the feeling of being pissed at this guy was growing.  I’d just finished making my sandwich when I heard another noise behind me.  I turned around, and the beggar was standing in the doorway, but this time he was wearing the stuff I’d left out for him.  I had to laugh.  As I said, I'm not waif thin nor am I a small man for that matter, in fact, I’m 185cm tall and weigh 145kg, if you must know, while the beggar looks to be about 170cm tall and would be lucky if he weighs 60kgs.  The beggar could have worn my top on its own as it came halfway down his thighs, and I probably wouldn’t even have been able to see his cock poking out from under the hem of my top he was now wearing.  Even knowing how big a cock the guy has.

We had lunch.  I put the beggar’s clothes into the machine, and I left him playing video games.  I went into my office and must have got bogged down with work because the next thing I knew Steve was knocking on my door and telling me that dinner was almost ready.  I jumped up, “Oh, fuck…” was all I could think to say as I pushed past Steve and went out to the main living area fully prepared to apologise to the poor beggar for being dumped in the deep end of our unusual household.  But it died on my lips as it appeared as if he had lived in the house for years.  He was laughing with all the guys, helping out with getting everything ready for dinner.  Everyone called their hellos, some came and hugged me, I saw the beggar had changed back into his own clothes, and the other guys were in their usual state of dress or undress according to how they felt.  We have a somewhat relaxed clothing policy on what the guys wear, or not wear around the house.  Providing they have other clothes close at hand so that if anyone comes to the door, they could cover up with appropriate street clothes.

“Oh, Bastian, we've had a discussion and me, and some of the guys are going with Leo, Oh, this is Leo by the way,” Steve said as he indicated at the beggar, introducing him to me.  “Um, hi,” I said to Leo as I realised that I hadn’t even thought to ask him his name.  “So, as I was saying,” continued Steve, “me and some of the guys are going to take Leo to get his stuff after dinner.  The weather’s not goin’ to be good tonight, and there’s the spare bed in my room, and I figured Leo could sleep there.  It’ll be better for him than the streets.  Um, If it’s Ok with you of course.”  Said Steve, flashing me one of his killer smiles.

“Well, Steve, I'm so glad to be consulted,” I replied somewhat sarcastically, but with a grin on my face to take some of the sting out my words, “even if it’s at the last minute.  I mean it’s only my house and car after all.”

"Hey, quite ya belly-achin' Bastian.  You know you're gonna to let him stay.  Just come and eat dinner so we can get on with it.  ‘K.”

“Oh, alright,” I said as I took my seat, “when’s it goin’ to be on the table?”

“Right now,” said Steve as he put a plate down in front of me.

“Look’s great guys, good job.  Thanks”

So we had a great meal.  Everyone was talking about the day they had, as per usual.  What their plans were for the evening.  It amazed me how they all just included Leo in their discussion.  No one thought to ask him why he was living on the streets, nor how we came

to meet, and I felt a little stirring of pride in my chest for all my ‘boys’.  I was even asked properly if they could use the car to get Leo's stuff.  All the jobs that needed to be done were being done, and it would appear we now have a new house guest.  The guys did eventually get in the car out and go and get Leo's stuff, and they set him up in Steve's room, because apparently, he has a spare bed in his room, as if I didn’t know, considering I bought the bloody thing in the first place.

*******

So, life went on as usual and when Monday night rolled around, and we had our usual weekly house meeting.  We did our usual paying of rent and associated bills.  Talked about any issues that had come up for the guys or me during the past week.  Then it came to the last issue of the night, Leo. I usually waited until the guys had been in the house from Monday to Monday, it gave them more time to show their true colours, and I could see if they were going to work out.  But with Leo, he seemed so easy going, and the rest of the guys seemed to like him; so, I took the chance and offered to make his place here permanent if he wanted.

Leo said he did, so life settled back into a new pattern and everyone went about doing their own thing.  Leo applied for the dole and was looking for work and really settled into life with us.

After a few weeks, I heard a knock on my office door.  I looked up, and there was Leo.  "How's it goin' mate?"

“Um, I was wonderin’," Leo said, “if I could have a chat.”

“Sure, why don’t you get a drink and I’ll come out.  I could do with a break.” I said stretching.

So, we settled around the dining room table.  “So, what’s on your mind, bud?”

But Leo just sat there and stared into the bottom of his mug.  So I said, "Look unless you're goin' to tell me you want a sex change operation.  I can guarantee that I've heard it all before."  Just as I finished saying my little piece, trying to make him feel a bit more relaxed, Leo blurts out, “I’m masturbating too much.”

I was so stunned I just sat there looking at him, I must confess that I hadn’t heard that one before, and he was still staring intently into his mug only now he was bright red.

When I’d recovered a bit, I asked him if that was even possible.  He said he was doing it 6-7 times a day.  I did point out that he was only 19 and I wasn’t too surprised.  But Leo persisted that he thought it was a problem.  So I asked him what he thought I could to do about it.  Leo was the one masturbating not me, after all.  So, he asked me if I had any suggestions.

I thought about it for a bit, but the only suggestion I could come up with was that he could take a vow of chastity.  Leo asked me what that was.  So I told him that it was a vow that monks, nuns and priests are supposed to make and then practice a life of chastity.  No sex.  No masturbation in other words.  But Leo didn't think that would work.  I suggested we could tie his hands to the bed so he couldn't touch himself at night, and Leo thought that was a good idea but wondered about what to do during the day.  And Leo wondered what Steve would think if he woke to find Leo tied to the bed.  Leo was really concerned that the other guys might find out and didn't think he could cope with that.  I suggested he have a look on the internet and see if he could find ‘something’, a self-help website or something, I didn’t know what exactly but there might be something out there.  I mean who knew what shit people are up to out there these days.  So, Leo headed off to the computer, and I was left shaking my head as I headed back to my office wishing I had that problem.

An hour or so later, there was another knock at my door.  I looked up, and there was Leo with a big grin all over his face.  "Can I show you what I've found?" I was a bit taken aback that he’d even bothered to look, let alone finding something.  “Sure, let’s have a look,” I said as I stood up and followed Leo out to the other computer.  Sure enough, he'd found a male chastity device online.  He'd even thought to find a shop here in Melbourne that sold them.  But when I saw the price.  Fuck they weren’t cheap, and when I asked Leo how he thought he could afford it.  Leo thought for a minute and hanging his head; he admitted he couldn’t and went to close the site down.

I told him to hold on and grabbed his hand to stop him from shutting the site down.  I told Leo, if he liked, I could lend him the money, but I’d have to think about it, and it would be a loan.  I fully expected him to pay me back.  Leo thanked me profusely with a huge grin all over his face, and I went back to work.

A few days later I told Leo to get ready as we were going to go shopping.  We got to the shop he'd found online, and after Leo got over the fact that I even knew where the shop was without having to look it up first, I used to work in the area many, many years ago.  Consequently, I've walked past that shop many times before.  When we got to the shop, Leo went for a wander and had a look around, and he eventually found the chastity devices and called me over.  “What size do I need, do you think?”

“I don’t know,” I said, “didn’t you find that out while you were doing your research?”

“Um, no I didn’t think about it.  I was just happy to find that there was a chastity device for men,” Leo said as he looked at his feet.

So, I grabbed one of the boxes off the shelf and looked at the instructions.  “OK, it says here that you have to measure around the base of your cock and balls.  Soft.  Not hard. To get the right size ring.”

“Oh,” he brightened up, “so how do we do that?”

“What, haven’t you ever measured yourself?”  I couldn’t believe what I was asking.  “I thought all guys measured themselves.  I know I did, and I know my brothers and all my mates did.  Weren’t you concerned about whose dick was bigger?”

“Um, well yeah, but I’ve never measured it.  I didn’t think I had to,” Leo said as he bent over slightly and cupped his had under his genitals, but with his hand halfway down towards his knees.  “You’ve seen how big I am, I mean, it always seemed so much bigger than other guys.”

‘Yeah don’t remind me’, I thought.  “Go ask the guy behind the counter.  They must know how to do this.”

“Um...”

“What’s wrong now?” I asked a little exasperatedly.

“Um, can’t you.  I’m too embarrassed!”

“What!  You’re the one who wants the bloody thing not me.  Oh, fuck it,” I sighed looking up at the ceiling, “wait here,” I said as I grabbed the box and headed off and went and asked the sales assistant how to measure for a chastity device, and he gave me a set of sizing rings and told me how to use them.  I went back to Leo and gave him the set of sizing rings and told him how to use them, but he still wanted me to help him.  ‘Oh, fuck,’ I thought, “come on then,” I said as I took Leo into the change room and told him to drop his jeans and jocks.  Because Leo’s cock and balls were so big, I got the second biggest ring I could find in the pack and worked his balls through and naturally because I was playing with his balls Leo started to get an erection.  I grabbed hold of the head of Leo’s cock and squeezed as hard as I could.  It might have been a bit too hard as Leo yelped and tried to jump away but, because I still had a hold of the head of Leo’s cock, he couldn’t.  I told Leo to hold still, and after a few seconds his cock went down, and I was able to work his cock into the ring as well.  I asked Leo how it felt, and he said it felt a bit tight.  I told Leo the size of the bigger ring was the size he wanted.  I left Leo to get dressed, and then we went and got his chastity device.  While I was waiting for Leo to get dressed, I went and got Leo some lube, as I was sure he wouldn't think of it.  As I was wondering around the shop having a look at all the stuff they had for sale, I felt a tap on my shoulder.  I turned around, and there was Leo holding the biggest dildo I’d ever seen, and considering we were standing in a sex shop, that was saying something.  "What the fuck have you got that for?" I asked him.

“I thought I might try it.”

“Are you serious?” I said almost chocking, “it has to be what 10”.”

“Um. It’s 12” actually," Leo said with a huge grin plastered all over his face.

“Are you nuts?” I asked him.  “You’d never get that thing up your ass.  Oh, wait a minute.  Have you ever had ANYTHING up your arse before?” I asked Leo incredulously.

“Um, well, no.  But I thought I’d give it a go.”

“Seriously?”  I couldn’t keep the surprise out of my voice, and I’m sure I could feel my face beginning to burn.  "You've never had anything up your arse, and you think you're just going to shove ‘thing’ up there.  You have to be stark raving mad if you think that!”

Leo looked crestfallen.  "Look if you want to try shoving something up your arse, why don’t you start with something smaller.” I suggested, “like, I dunno, a butt plug or something, and see if you like that first.  Then you can work your way up from there if you want to.  You don’t just start with something that big, mate,” I said concerned.  “You’d rip your insides out.  And I’m telling you now, there are parts of your body I wouldn’t touch for all the tea in China, mate and that’s a promise!!”  Little did I know I was going to break that vow a lot sooner than I thought I ever would.

But I took pity on the guy and patted his shoulder.  “Let’s go put that back and have a look at the butt plugs if you want.”

“You don’t mind?”  He asked surprised.

“Look it’s not really my cup of tea, but if you want to try it, I can’t really stop you can I?  It’s your butt after all, and if you’re dumb enough to shove something up there.  Well I can’t stop you now, can I?”

So we went over and had a look at the butt plugs, and Leo eventually saw sense and settled on a medium size butt plug, and secretly I hope it hurt like hell.  Leo finally got tired of looking at all the restraints, leather gear, clothing, and other implements in the shop.  As I’d already paid for everything, so we left the shop and headed home.  As I used to work in the area, I took Leo on a small tour of the neighbourhood and showed him the office block I used to work in.  Leo wanted to know why I wasn’t working there anymore, and I told him that I couldn’t stand the smell of the hops from the brewery, which hung heavy in the air constantly.  So, we toured around a bit more as we made our way home.

Naturally, Leo wanted to try everything as soon as we got home, but I told him he would have to wait.  I mean Leo hadn’t even read any of the instructions or anything, and apparently thought he was just going to make it all work.  I told Leo I'd give him some help, but he would have to wait.  To which Leo reluctantly agreed.

A couple of nights later I told all the guys, except for Leo, that I needed the house to myself for the whole day.   I told the guys that I wanted them all out of the house by 7:30 am and not to come home until 6:30 pm, and because it was going to be an inconvenience for some of them, I promised we could order something in for tea.  Everyone agreed, and because I didn't do it very often, they didn't mind too much.  So, the following morning everyone, except for me and Leo, had left the house by 7:30 am.  I stormed into Leo’s room at 8:00, woke him up by slapping him on the arse, as he was sleeping face down, and yelled at him to get up and have a very hot shower.  I told him to wash his hair with shampoo twice as I was tired of smelling his dirty hair all the time.  I also told him not to get dressed but to wear a towel and come and find me so I could check he had done everything properly like I’d told him too.  Leo just lay there looking at me with a puzzled look on his face, until I yelled at him to get fuckin’ movin’.  Leo jumped out of bed.  Ran around me and into the bathroom.  When I heard the shower going, I went downstairs to the garage, and I couldn’t help the smirk that spread all over my face.

**********

When I had the house built originally, I got council permission to have the garage put under the house.  This way I could make it bigger and have a good storage area, without taking up too much of my house block.  I was then able to have the ceiling higher, so I could play ball games in there if I wanted.  It was also somewhat soundproof, so I could have a party late into the night there if I wanted to as well; without disturbing the neighbours.  With this in mind, I also had heating and cooling installed in the garage as well. 

I had collapsible shelving installed along the back wall for storage, this way I could put up the shelves as needed.  Along the side wall that the door into the house is located, I had some sockets installed into the floor and ceiling so I could screw some industrial eye bolts or hooks into them if I needed to hang anything there.  Or if I needed to put up a cargo net for anything.  In the meantime, I had some plastic lugs screwed into them to keep the dirt out, and so no one could trip on them.

So that was where Leo eventually found me when he had finished his shower.  As per instructions he was just wearing his towel, and it must have been an almost scalding shower as I could feel the heat radiating off his body.

“I’ve had my shower, Bastian, and washed my hair twice, just like you wanted,” he said.

“Good. Come over here and let me smell,” I said roughly.

When he was close enough, I grabbed his nose.  He yelped.  I pulled his head down so I could smell his hair.  “That’s better,” I said. “Now make sure you wash it like that every second day from now on, Ok!"

“Sure Bastian, I’m sorry for not doing it right in the first place.”

“That’s Ok, I know you will do it right from now on,” I said as I patted his shoulder.

Leo turned to go.  “Hang on a minute,” I said, “I have a surprise for you.”

“Oh?”

“Yes.  Go and stand on the metal line in the floor over there,” I said pointing to the line on the floor.  “Face me, and close your eyes and hold your arms out to the side, for me please.”

“Like this?” he asked.

I looked up, and there was Leo standing as I had instructed him to.  “That’s great.  Now don’t open your eyes until I tell you to.  Ok.”

“Um, what is it?”

“If I told you. It wouldn’t be a surprise now, would it?”

“Um, no I suppose not,” he said a little apprehensively.  “Um, you’re not going to hurt me, are you?” he asked as his eyes flew open.

I stood in front of him and cupped the back of his head and looked him right in the eye.  “In all the time you’ve been here, have I ever hurt you?”

“Um, no.  I guess not,” Leo said a bit unsure.

“And with all the guys in this place, do you think you could stop me from hurting you if I had really wanted too?”

“Um, no,” he said apprehensively.

“Look if you’re feeling uncomfortable about this, Leo, you are more than welcome to go back upstairs, but if you do that we will never talk of this again.  Do you understand?  Not even if you begged me.  Ok?”

“No.  No, it’s Ok.  I do trust you," Leo said as he closed his eyes.

“Good boy.”

What Leo didn’t know was that I’d put some of the eye bolts into the ceiling slots, and now I had two leather cuffs hanging from ropes above his head.  I put them on Leo’s wrists and pulled the ropes tight and tied them off.

Leo opened his eyes, “Wh…What’s going on?” he asked a bit panicky.

“Well Leo,” I said as I pulled the towel free from around his waist, “today is the day I thought we’d try your chastity device.  What do you think?”

Instantly Leo’s cock got rock hard, “Um, sure but why am I tied up?”

“Well, there is some prep work that has to be done, that I don’t think you paid any attention too.  Did you Leo?”

“Um, no.  What prep work?  And why do I have to be tied up for?” Leo asked nervously.

"Well, for a start, Leo, your pubic hair has to be ‘trimmed’, and you need someone's help to put the chastity device on in the first place.  Then, Leo, when you come to take it off this afternoon, you need to make sure that you have no damage to the skin from the device.”

“Oh”

“And as I’m the one you're going to ask for help eventually, mate.  I thought I'd just jump in and do it.  Unless of course, you don't want any help.  I can leave you to get on with it if you like?"

“Oh, no.  You’re right.  I would have asked you for help anyway.  But why am I tied up for?”  Leo asked.

"Well, I just thought I would have a bit of fun with you, and you it seemed as though you really liked all the bondage gear you saw the other day.  So, I got the cuffs and the rope to give you a little taste, but as I said if you don't want me too I can untie you and do it that way."

“No way,” blurted Leo, “you’re right this is way hotter,” he said looking down at his cock, “and I’m, obviously, liking this.  A lot!”

“OK, then shall we continue?”

“Yes, Sir, please continue.”

I took the clippers, shaving crème, razor, and bowl of hot water from off the bench.  All of which Leo had failed to notice when he first entered the garage.  Got a stool and sat in front of Leo, and made myself comfortable.  Sitting there looking at his cock now as it almost waved in my face, I could see why he never bothered to measure it before.  It did look impressive.  So, I set to and trimmed all of Leo’s pubic hair, from his navel right down to the base of his scrotum, with the clippers.  When I had got Leo’s pubic hair as short as I could with the clippers, I stood up and put the bowl of water on the stool.  I spread shaving crème all over Leo’s pubic region, including and balls.  I cleaned my hands off on the towel he, so thoughtfully, brought with him.  I grabbed hold of his cock with my left hand and looped my first finger around the back of his scrotum and pulled down a bit to make the skin taught.

“You won’t cut me, will you?” he asked a little panicky.

I let go of his cock and grabbed his balls and pulled down sharply until he yelped.  “Who’s doing this?” I asked Leo, “You or me?  I can stop if you like, and leave you to it.”

"No.  No," Leo said with a tear in his eyes.  “Please, Sir, I’m sorry Sir.”

“That’s better,” I said as I let his nuts go and grabbed his cock, and looped my finger around the base of his scrotum again, “let’s get on with it, then shall we?”

Leo had the good sense to stay quiet this time.  So, holding on to his cock, and still with my finger hooked behind the base of his scrotum, I pulled the skin tight and started to shave him. Beginning at Leo's navel, I slowly made my way down his abdomen until I got to the base of his cock.  I shaved all around the base of Leo’s cock and made sure I got the odd hairs that grew on the shaft of his cock as well and then stretching the skin of his scrotum I shaved that as well.  When I was sure I had shaved all of Leo’s pubic hair, I dried his pubic area thoroughly with the towel.  I used a face washer to make sure Leo had washed the head of his penis properly.  I rolled back Leo’s foreskin.  Gave the glans of Leo’s cock a good wash and made sure it was all dried properly.

I looked down at my feet, “Man, you’ve leaked a lot of precum haven’t you.”

Wisely Leo didn’t say anything again.  I opened the box and took out the chastity device and gave it a good wash and made sure it was thoroughly dried.  I worked Leo’s balls into the backing ring, then squeezing the head of his cock so it would deflate.  I worked Leo’s cock through the ring as well.  Then after applying some lube to the sheath of the chastity device, I slide it over the shaft of Leo’s penis and using the padlock I locked it into place with a satisfying click.  I showed Leo the keys and then put them into my pocket.  “So how does it feel?”

“Heavy, Sir.”

“Hmm,” I laughed, “I’m sure it does.  Now you can go and get dressed when I tell you too, Leo, and then you can go about your day.  It’s going to feel strange all day, I’m sure.  Now I’m going to want you back here, naked, no later than 5:00 pm today so I can take it off and check the skin for any damage, OK?  I want to get this all finished before the others get home.  Ok?”

“Yes, Sir.”

“Good boy,” I said as I patted Leo’s head.  I helped Leo out of his restraints and told him to clean up the mess, and went to my office.  I saw Leo from time to time throughout the day walking a little bowlegged or sitting gingerly on the ends of chairs.  I had a little chuckle to myself and wondered yet again about the stupidity of youth.  At 5:00 pm when I went down to the garage I found Leo already waiting for me, naked, as instructed.  Leo had even attached the cuffs to his wrists, I took them off and told him that they wouldn't be necessary this time.  Leo looked a little crestfallen.  Instead, I told Leo to stand with his feet apart and with his hands behind his neck, and his fingers interlocked together.  I took the keys out of my pocket and undid the lock and removed the chastity device from the shaft of Leo’s penis, which sprang to attention immediately.  I laughed at Leo as I got the stool to sit on.  I grabbed the head of Leo’s penis and held it quite firmly for a few seconds and then let it go.  Leo’s penis deflated enough for me to work his penis through the base ring, then it was easy getting his nuts and scrotum out of the ring.  I checked him all around the base of his cock and scrotum to ensure there was no broken skin or rubbed spots.  I pronounced him all Ok and stood up.  I asked Leo what he thought of his first day using his chastity device.  Leo assured me he loved it, but he was so glad to get it off, and he wanted to race upstairs to masturbate before the others got home.  Leo did say he had trouble working out how to pee, though he eventually decided to sit down every time.  I told Leo that I thought that was what he was going to have to do anyway.  I did hold the sheath, of the chastity device up to Leo’s nose and told him to sniff.  Leo took one whiff and almost gagged.  I told Leo that because he couldn't shake the drips off the tip of his cock now, that he would have to use toilet paper to make sure he cleaned up all the urine from the end of the chastity device.  I told Leo that now he would have to use toilet paper to blot inside the chastity device to ensure he didn't leave any moisture in the tube.  Otherwise, the chastity device would start to stink, and then Leo could start to develop sores on his cock, and he wouldn't want that.

He turned to go upstairs, “where are you going?” I barked.

"Um, upstairs," Leo said.  Frozen in mid-step, looking back at me.

“I don’t remember giving you permission to leave.”

“Sorry, Sir,” Leo said as he turned back and assumed the position.

“That’s better,” I said, as I grabbed hold of his cock again.

“Um, Sir,” he queried?

“Do you have a problem?” I barked at him.

“No, Sir.”

“Good.  Then why are you eyeballing me for?”

“Sorry, Sir,” Leo said as he instantly looked straight ahead with his eyes trained on the wall over my head.

“That’s better,” I said as I started to slowly stroke Leo’s rock-hard cock.  “This is how this is going to work.  I am going to continue to stroke your cock, and you are going to tell me when you think you are about to cum.  Is that understood?"

“Um, Yes, Sir” replied Leo somewhat throatily.

“If you cum without my permission then this is all over, and you don’t want that now, do you?”

“No, Sir!” Leo breathed.

I continued to very slowly stroke Leo’s cock until he told me he wanted to cum.  I let go of Leo’s cock and waited for the feeling to pass.  When I noticed Leo had his breathing under control again, I resumed to slowly stroke him again.  I felt Leo’s cock harden again, and again I waited until he told me he was going to cum.  Once again, I let go of Leo’s cock and waited for him to get his breathing under control.  I did this another 4 or 5 times, and by now poor Leo was sweating profusely.  The last time I brought Leo to the edge of needing to cum, Leo begged me to let him cum, and without saying anything to him, I stroked him until he climaxed.  Leo let out an almighty bellow and collapsed to the floor as he shot his load of hot cum halfway across the garage.

I stood up and whipped my hand clean of Leo's cum.  I looked down at Leo laying prone on the floor, and I told him to clean up the mess on the floor, and himself.  I warned Leo that if he mentioned anything about this to any of the others, then what happened here today would be the last time.  "Yes, Sir," he said, and I left him to it.

The other boys had returned home, and we ordered pizza for tea.  Some of the boys asked Leo how his day was, as they usually do, but I thought he answered them somewhat raggedly when he said his day was Ok.

Leo decided to have an early night; I guess it had been a bit of a trying day for him.


This is the very first story I ever wrote.  I do hope you enjoy it.

Thanks for letting me know what you think guys I do appreciate it.

Bastian

by Bastian Ward

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