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THE TIES THAT BIND VIII By Waddie Greywolf PART VIII~ I, Pygmalion PART I~ A Pound Of Flesh How doth the little crocodile improve his shining tail, And pours the waters of the Nile on each and every scale. Louis Carroll The evening came to a close early with coffee and finger foods around the fireplace. The early summer evenings can be cool in LA and Master Earl had build a fire. Conversation had come down to small talk again and Master Jeb asked if I would read from Wes’s chap book of poems. I agreed and read three or four of the cantos. Most everyone understood the metaphors and the subtle twists of meanings, they had known Wes so well. I had a leg up because I had taught him how to write poetry and knew the way his mind worked in descriptions. He had grown! Matured in his writing. Some of it was simple verse, the rhyme schemes not too adventurous, but there in lay the genius. He had listened to his poetry Master and cut the meat off the bone. There was absolutely no extraneous verbiage. What you read was what you got! Some of it was brutal, frank, unabashedly romantic, heroic, and sung the song of a Slave. The song of a Man that had traveled the hardest road to find his bliss. When he wrote of that bliss his words sang, his heart soared, and the message that was conveyed to the reader was one of joy and excitement of a rebirth to a life he had never known before. I began to read the 18th Canto which brilliantly summed up Wes’s life but I was stumped by the last line! To understand the last line you have to take the last two couplets together. ‘Another Seraph’d Leather Master’s strength became his creed, Reformed his broken pride into a working vessel for his seed.’ “I don’t get the last line.” I understood broken pride was a metaphor for Wes’s abused penis. I knew that he couldn’t reach a climax because of all the times we had sex. But Master Jeb had told me he lost them. That wasn’t what this line said! I was confused! “Billy, you want to tell him?” Master Earl asked Billy. I noticed Billy, and Oscar, and Master Earl looking as each other smiling knowingly. “About the beginning of their third year together Master Earl had to go back to Louisiana to settle his parents estate. They had massive property holdings and it was going to take him about two weeks to do it. He didn’t want to take Wes with him because he was going to be busy dealing with attorneys and real estate dealers. There really wasn’t time for holiday things and he could only get so much time off the force for grief leave. He asked if I would come and stay with Wes for company. I agreed and George, Oscar and I drove up. Wes had been in therapy with Master Blanca-Lobos for about a year and was taken with Master Blanca-Lobos’s receptionist Allen. He was a tiny little fairy of a man. No, not that kind of fairy! I mean fairy like! He was perfectly formed but tiny. Master Blanca-Lobos allowed him to dress in drag every Friday and he was 4'6" in heels. Wes’s appointment was every Friday at 3:00. Well he never knew that Allen was a man let alone the slave of one of the roughest, meanest, members of our group. Due to scheduling conflicts Wes had to go in on a Thursday instead of Friday. Allen was in levis and boots and had a little leather vest on. Wes asked Allen where the other receptionist was and Allen pulled his chain and told him he was a sub for her, that she would be back tomorrow. Master Blanca-Lobos overheard the conversation from his office. He had left the door open waiting for Wes. “Allen.” was all Master Blanca-Lobos said in a tell the truth tone. Allen looked at Wes in apology and told him, “She’s me in drag!” Wes was stunned. Allen was the most convincing drag he had ever seen. Or anyone had ever seen. And he made up to be a small, petite beautiful woman. His Master was Dirk. Dirk was a straight former Outlaw Biker and quite by accident met Allen one night in a Gay Drag Bar on Halloween night. Talk about love at first sight! He knew Allen was gay! He knew Allen was a man! But he fell in love! He didn’t care he had to have him! It was like that last scene from Wilder’s Some Like It Hot! Jack Lemon rips off his wig, lowers his voice and tells Joe E. Brown, “For God’s sake, Osgood, I’m a man!” Joe E. Brown looks at him a smiles and says, “Nobody’s perfect!” Two weeks later he moved in with Allen. He wasn’t alone. Anyone who got to know Allen fell in love with him. You couldn’t help it! He was like you in a way Beau. You are certainly far more masculine than Allen but you both have a lovable unassuming personality that endears you to everyone. As time went by, Allen became Dirk’s slave and went through training with another fine Master trainer who later passed away. He and Dirk were separated for three months and Allen was so distraught that he just knew Dirk was going to leave him if he wasn’t there to see to his needs. It was Dirk’s idea for him to go through training. Allen wasn’t to crazy about the idea but he was so in love with Dirk, he would have done anything for him. Dirk has the dick of death and Allen loved to ride the wild stallion, as he called it. So his good training Master allowed them one weekend a month together until the end of training. Allen could go to work but he had to report to the trainers immediately after work until the next day. Since control was the name of the game Master Blanca-Lobos went along with the idea and would call the good Master and let him know Allen was leaving. The Master knew within minutes how long it should take Allen to get there. He was pretty good with training and finally got through it. He and big Dirk signed a no clause contract and Dirk immediately wanted him to have sexual reassignment. Allen didn’t want to give up being a man. And Dirk really didn’t want him to either, he just wanted a cunt to fuck, and it became a conundrum for both of them. Allen would do anything to keep from losing big Dirk! A compromise was arrived at through Master Blanca-Lobos. Allen didn’t mind the idea of having the operation, he just didn’t want tits and the other things that went along with it. He liked dressing in mens clothes but every now and then he liked to pull on a smart skirt and blouse. Dirk admitted he had learned to like Allens little boy-mans body but wanted a cunt to fuck. He loved Allen!! Allen was his slave! He signed a contract!! Dirk spent every dime he had to pay for Allen’s training and he would do with Allen as he damn well pleased!!! . No one questioned his right. There was a hurdle! He had to get a licensed psychotherapist to have counseling with Allen to approve the operation at UCLA. Allen wouldn’t hear of another therapist but Master Blanca-Lobos. Check! And, Allen gave the term Check-Mate new dimensions! So it was decided Allen would have the operation without the female hormones. It worked out great, better than anyone had expected. Dirk took good care of his “Li’l Darlin’” and allowed Allen to fully heal and only with the Doctor’s final approval and one last therapy session for both of them could he, have his cake and eat it too. And so he did! After that he followed Allen around like a bull with a ring through he’s nose with the silliest, satisfied, happy smile on his face. It must have been fine with him! He was a changed man! If two people could be more in love I don’t know how! They had found their bliss! We started referring to him as Ms. Allen’s boy, Dirk! They were so cute together. Dirk was a huge man and Allen was tiny next to him. He would crawl up in Dirk’s lap on bike runs around the fire and it really was a sweet sight. Dirk would hold him in his big hairy arms and kiss him and tickle him. Allen would squeal and wiggle and then tell Dirk to settle down and kiss me! Dirk always obeyed! Everyone in the group feel in love with both of them. Dirk became a high ranking, well thought of member of the group. Still is! “Dirk’s a fine man” Master Earl said and Master Jeb shook his head in agreement. “Where does Wes fit into all this?” continued Billy. “ He an Allen got to be great friends and Wes was fascinated by the sexual reassignment. Wes talked to Earl almost every day by phone and the weekend was coming. Some of the group wanted to use Earls pool for an afternoon hamburger, hot dog thing. Wes asked Earls permission and he said yes! Well it wasn’t a large crowd! How many were there Oscar” Billy deferred to Oscar. “ Oh about six couples from the group.”Oscar replied. “Yeah! About twelve people in all. Dirk and Allen came! Everyone got into the pool or walked around in the nude. It was a lovely afternoon. One of those perfect days where everything just seemed to go right. Wes went nuts over Allen’s change and with Dirk’s permission Allen showed him everything. Dirk had a few drinks and Wes talked Dirk into fucking Allen as a show for the rest of us. They both loved the idea so we put a couple of those lawn chair pads on the big oak table Earl had down there and they got up on it and put on a show. It wasn’t really a show they just let the rest of us watch them fuck. I bet Oscar fifty buck he couldn’t get it all the way in. Lost fifty bucks! I saw Wes watching in awe and just knew what was going through that delightfully warped little brain of his. “Wes was watching with more than curiosity. His eyes were glazed and his mouth was open. The corners of him mouth began to drool spit. He was in Allens head. Feeling Allens thoughts! “I know you’re not seeing THEM fuck are you darling?!” I told him. “You’re right Billy, you are so right! You have never been more right in your life!” He said quietly. “And could that be your beloved Master on top of you there slave?” “I very much want it to be Billy!” “He made up his mind right then and there that if his penis was worthless anyway why not have it done for his Master! Master Earl could have another hole to fuck and he wouldn’t have to give up his masculinity. You want to take it from there Master Earl?” “ Well, I got back and Wes picked me up at LAX and we drove back here! All the way back Wes was babbling on about Allen and Dirk and I really wasn’t listening to well. Wes rarely was that excited about anything so I tried to listen. Finally we got back and all I wanted to do was shower and fuck him. I was so damn horny when I got back ‘cause while on the trip I didn’t even have time to jack off! Young Wes got the fucking of his life that early evening. It was a Friday night and I didn’t have to go back to work until the following Monday. The phone rings and it’s Dirk! He wants to know if he and Allen could get take out and bring dinner over for us. I didn’t feel like fixing anything and I know Wes didn’t so I said sure. They ended up staying until Sunday night. We had a wonderful day by the pool Saturday and we had quite a bit to drink. Dirk began to tell me how much he always admired Wes and his built body. He apologized and told me he fantasized about working Wes ass over then fucking him standing up after he had really gotten it hot. He wasn’t pushy, very polite, and then asked the fatal question! Had I ever given thought to fucking Allen’s new little cunt. I have to admit I found it interesting and told him so. Little did I know I was being set up! Wes, Allen and Dirk had planned this to happen! But I ain’t as dumb as I look!” he pointed to his head with one finger. “I told Dirk let me tell Wes your going to work him over tonight and to obey you for the rest of the evening! Dirk got really excited and told me Wes would be the only other man that he had been with sense he met Allen! He couldn’t thank me enough. Well I thought Wes seemed a little too pleased at the prospect as he always seemed just a little afraid of Dirk. Dirk had some rough edges! Anyway, Dirk told Allen to obey me for the rest of the evening and Allen just ran over to me and threw his arms around me. All he said was, “I’ve always wanted to be your slave for one evening. Thank you Master Earl.” Well, that made me feel like King of the Hill and we went off to the other big downstairs bedroom. Dirk and Wes took the Dungeon! Wes said later he had a really good time with Dirk. He was a gentleman and while he didn’t hold back with the whip, Wes said it was one of the sweetest fucks he ever had. Except for his Master of course. I ordered Allen to take his cloths off and I got undressed. I was going to fuck Allen in the rear and Allen got on his knees, kissed my boots, and beg me to take him in his little cunt. I told him to get up so I could take a good look at it. I never have been attracted to women and the thought didn’t really do much for me. Well, it didn’t look like it had teeth in it so I thought what the hell. Try something new. Well, it was breathtaking! I had never had such a feeling on my cock. And Allen as small as he is I was afraid I was going to crush him. He kept urging me on, harder Master Earl, fuck that little pussy with that big Cop dick, Oh! Master Earl that’s so fine! Oh! Fuck me harder Master you’re not gonna’ hurt me. And I did! The next thing I new I was seeing fire works and Christmas all rolled into one giant climax. Then I stood him up, threw one arm around his little butt and pulled him to my face as tight as I could and licked it out. That was hot!! Allen almost went nuts with my tongue up his little boy-cunt lapping it up and dropped his load out his little piss hole! I laughed so hard I almost strangled in my own come! I could almost read the headlines! ” Then it dawned on me I’ve been set up! I couldn’t get mad, they had gone to a great deal of trouble to do this and it was a complement to me and Wes that they felt comfortable enough with us to get me to try it. So I decided to torture Allen until he told me the truth. I tied him to the bed and began licking him all over from head to toe. About half way down he was begging me to fuck him again and really moving in the bed. “You wanna’ feel that big Cop dick in that little boy cunt of yours slave’ I told him and continued licking. ‘Oh please Master Earl, please I’ll do anything, anything, I promise If you just let me feel it in me again. You don’t even have to fuck me just put it in. Oh! God Master Earl you don’t know how much I want it! I continued to lick him a little more and got on top of him with my dick just ready to go back in and stopped! He went nuts trying to raise that little cunt off that bed to get it to my dick. Finally I said very quietly, O.K. slave I’m gonna’ put it back in but if you don’t tell me what I want to know you will be tortured much longer until your brain turns to mush.’ ‘Anything Master, anything’ I rammed it into him pretty damn hard and he just took it and started thanking me, and thanking me, and started crying ..I ask if I had hurt him ‘cause he was so tiny. He told me no he was crying ‘cause it felt so good and he knew I was gonna’ make him spill the beans. I kissed him on the cheek and soothed him and said as I began fucking him, “Yes your gonna’ tell me all I want to know about what’s going on here tonight as I fuck you. Otherwise it’s torture time. He was so glad to have me fucking him again he told all. Wes wants to get an operation like mine for you. He would never had sex with anyone behind your back but he thought if he could get you to try me you might agree to let him do it. It was Dirk’s idea to get you to swap. Please Master Earl don’t be mad at us, Wes just wants to do it for you!’ Shhhuuuuu I told him. I’m not mad but I am going to take advantage of what I have for a while. Fucked him four times that night and came every time. Later I sent Allen down to the Dungeon and Dirk was through with Wes. Wes showed Allen and Dirk the other bedroom and got them settled in then jumped in the shower. I went in and got in with him. I grabbed him and kissed him and started bawling. He didn’t know what the hell was wrong. I got myself together and we dried off and climbed into bed. I held him really tight and made love to him. I told him I love you so much Wes that you would do that for me. It just blows me away.’Do what Master?’ I tortured Allen until he told me. ‘Oh dear.” was all he said. You were right to do what you did! I know you would never do something like that unless it was for a Damn good reason. And you were right I would not have even listened to you. I would have nipped it in the bud. After tonight you can have the operation if your really sure. He had counseling sessions with Master Blanca-Lobos and I flew him to Phoenix. We had to make two trips, no three trips to Phoenix. Wes was in heaven. He loved the idea. After everything healed our first night to try it I had not taken three strokes and Wes shot his load for the first time since he was a preteen. I didn’t believe him at first and reached down where his little piss hole was and gathered up a glob of it and sure enough he had. He tasted it! I tasted it! I got between his leg and sucked and licked the rest of it out. It tasted like ambrosia to the both of us. God we were a mess. He was crying I was crying for him. Then he had to try it again to see if it was a fluke! It wasn’t. We fucked five times that night and he came every time. Never had a problem coming again. Master Blanca-Lobos asked him at brunch here one morning if he was pleased with the result. Wes grumbled he was really happy but his back door had cobwebs around it! That night I plugged both the front doors and went in the rear and slammed the back door. Wes came while I was fucking him there too! He had found his bliss. I was almost like God looked down on the selfless act of wanting to give me something more than just an average slave-boy and said, “For your unselfishness and giving heart I’m going to let you come again!” “Now don’t get any ideas young man! We’re telling this story so you will understand the last line of that poem and perhaps something about Wes you couldn’t have known. I won’t require that of you and don’t want you to think you even have to consider volunteering it either!” Master Earl said sternly, pointing to me “I like you just the way you are!” I looked at Master Jeb and he was looking at me as if to say, “Now, did you learn your lesson?” I smiled back sheepishly and nodded my head yes, Sir. He roared with laughter. . The weekend had come to and end and Billy, Oscar, and Master Jeb were ready to leave. We exchanged hugs and kisses. Billy cried ! Oscar cried!. I cried! The two Masters smiled at us. Master Jeb hugged me and said softly in my ear. “You’re a good man Beau! You’ll make a fine slave for this man and I’m gonna’ make damn sure you do!” “Thanks for the lesson Master Jeb, I deserved it!” “Yes you did but all’s forgiven if you learned something.” “I did indeed!” “Good for you, Son!” They all left and we went inside. Master Earl had asked me to stay the night as he had to get up early to get on Patrol and it would be plenty time for me to get down the hill and get to work. Hell I’d be early again! It was still early evening and we went to bed anyway. We were both tired. We lay there together making love and talking softly. ‘Beau do you really understand that I love you!” ‘I do now!” Master Earl. “I wonder sometime if someone doesn’t know you for a long time if they could really love you. But I’m a firm believer in Love at first sight.” “I didn’t believe in it until I stopped you for that ticket! I fell in love with you then and there. I was going to ask you for a date even if you had not blurted out what you did. I didn’t know if you were gay. You looked pretty butch to me. But what does it hurt to ask a man to have a beer with you?” “I would have!” He hugged me. “You go to Jeb’s next weekend then I can have you the next two before you move to Jeb’s” “Next weekend will be hell for me! Is it all right with you to spend the two weekends after that with me?” “Are you kidding! Try and keep me away.” He laughed. “Master?” “Yes Son!” “I love you with all my heart and soul. You get the deluxe package! I’ll even throw in those damn medals if you want ‘em just to win your love!” “Slave?” “Yes my Master!” “I accept your declaration of love but you can’t win something that is freely given to you! I would be honored to accept your medals and keep them for you until you one day realize, as I do, the importance of them! I give you freely my heart and soul!” “I gratefully accept Master” “With that acceptance you have become my slave!” “And you are become this slave’s Master!” He was laying on top of me and kissed me gently but passionately. God smiled! It was O.K. with him too, however two people find love! Part II~Back to Work “Monday, Monday, can’t help that day!” Mamma’s and Pappa’s I rode my bike down the hill and was home in no time. Master Earl had insisted I return home the way I had arrived with my cock and ball harness and my butt plugged. He inserted my plug and when I had the harness on he carefully locked it in the back. “I spoke to Jeb and I am to keep this key for safe keeping”. He had his uniform on and I fell to his feet and kissed each of his high Dehners. Then thanked him for plugging my ass and locking my harness. “ I’m glad you’re keeping the key Master!” He kissed me really long and deep when I left and my heart soared. “Thank’s for becoming my slave for the weekend.” He said “I know it will be longer than that!” “Thank you for accepting me as you weekend slave and I will be your slave as long as you need me, Master!” With that I was on my bike and left. I ran in and through my mail on the kitchen counter and fed puss. She looked at me as if to say, “Where the hell have you been?” I patted her on the head and headed for the shower. I got dressed as I had a cup of instant coffee and sorted through the mail to see if there was anything important. Nothing! Hell I was ready to go to work. Puss wasn’t through with her meal so I left her in. What am I going to do with her? Maybe Chris will want her. He loves cats! I went out jumped on the bike and was away to work. The shop was only about eight blocks up Sunset and I was there as Sam was just pulling in the lot. “What the hell you doing here his early Beau? Now I know your in love!” I just laughed and said, “I can’t keep a secret from you Sam, your right! I’m in love with life!” He raised an eyebrow. “No Sam, I just thought I’d get here and help Dad out! He’s done a hell of a lot for me and I’m just gonna’ try to repay him a little.” “You like him a lot, don’cha Son?” He said with understanding. “Yeah, Sam. I do! You remember how green I was when I started. You gave me a chance and Dad, Jake, well he was really kind to me to teach me the ropes. Hell, Sam all you guys have been really great to me. So is it all right with you if I get here a little early?” “Sure Kid, come on, I’ll give you the work sheets and you can start on them!” He just chuckled to himself. Sam was a good man. I always wondered about him. If I was going to pick one man that I thought might be a Master, Sam would be it. He was about forty eight and obviously worked out. Not good looking but handsome enough to be attractive. He lived alone with his nephew who was attending U.S.C. medical school. I walked in off the street with no referrals and told him I’d do anything, sweep the floors, clean up, just to have a job. He asked if I knew anything about mechanics and I told him a little. I used to help my Dad when he put a new engine in his old Ford V 6. Sam said he could use an apprentice. The pay wasn’t great but in a short time I could move up. That’s where Dad came in! He worked the shit out’a me. I don’t think he liked this upstart Kid coming in off the streets that was one more pain in his butt. He was rough on me but fair. When he saw that I wasn’t intimidated by him nor his foul mouth and did everything he gave me to do with good nature, he began to soften and really teach me some stuff about working on those huge trucks. We were a special shop that only worked on large industrial trucks. Mostly diesel but some were gas. It wasn’t a year after I’d been there I was appointed to Junior Mechanic and given my own bay. I was really happy and Jake was happy for me. We grew tighter and tighter. Yes Sam! I wanted to shout I Love him, he’s my Dad!
I had all the work assignment sheets typed up and ready for Dad to complete the assignments and pass them out. He walked in just about the time I had finished the last one and was bright eyed and bushy tailed. He smelled of clean soap and Mennen! Damn he smelled good! He was creeping up behind me and I said with out looking, “There’s either a french whore behind me or it’s my Dad!” I turned in the swivel chair to look and said, “Oh Darn! I was hoping for a french whore! Mornin’ Dad!” Jake broke out laughing. “You wise ass son of a bitch! What are you doing here so early? Did’ya have a good weekend? Damn, Son you got the work sheets done already, Shit? I’m not gonna’ be able to turn you over my knee today?” I looked him in the eye and whispered, “You damn well better!” He just rolled with laughter as he took the sheets from me to start working on the assignments. “How’s your old man, Son?” Jake asked over his shoulder. “He got in this weekend, Dad!” “Oh that’s great!” He said as his face fell. “Yeah, it was a short visit and he’s off again this morning! Won’t be back for another two weeks!” “Gosh I’m sorry Kid!” “Then why are you smiling Dad!” “Oh, I don’t know!” He said laughing at my zinger as he walked away. He turned the corner and I heard him say softly, “Yeeees!!!” Dad was so horny by Tuesday afternoon he was about to boil over. He had fucked my plug twice today with his big boot and left a big vibram print on the butt of my overalls. Sam saw it and asked what a boot print was doing on my overalls and I told him, “Look Sam I did something wrong, Dad told me and told me how to do it right, and it was my fault! You don’t say a God Damn word to him about it, you understand! I deserved it and he didn’t hurt me! I won’t forget next time I garen-damn-tee ‘ya!” Sam just chuckled and said, “God! You two.......I’m beginning to wonder if you ain’t Father and Son?” I told Dad at lunch and we both rolled on the floor laughing. “Kid, you busy this afternoon?” “I’m never to busy for you Dad! What ‘cha got on your mind?” “Som’em I’d like to get OFF my mind, Son!” “Come on over an have a beer and talk to your boy about it Dad. I’m sure we can arrive at a solution. Hopefully, at the same time!” Dad just roared with laughter and asked, “Where do you come up with that shit? Hell, you’ve gotten better’n me!” “I had the best teacher Dad!” Again he laughed. Those were the best times of my life with Jake. But more were to follow I felt sure. Master Jeb told me he thought Jake would become a big influence in my life and I had to tell him the truth. God, that was gonna’ be hard! His old pickup truck was waiting in front of the Apartment building when I pulled my bike into the garage. I had a key made for him and he had already let himself in. It made me feel good that he felt that comfortable with me. He had bought a six-pack and put it in the fridg. He had two open when I got in. He was getting really good at ordering me around in private and I loved it. But he would break character to see if I approved. I did nothing but encourage him and he loved it too. He ordered me to get my clothes off and get in there and hose my little ass out while he got undressed!” Then added sheepishly, “Think I need to rinse off too, Son?” “God no Dad! You know what I told you about what your smell does to me. I just wish I could bottle it. I’d make a fortune in Hollywood! I’d call it ‘Workin’ Man’.” “You are so full of shit” Dad said. “I am, but give me a minute, I’ll be clean as a whistle!” And headed for the shower. Dad went off to the other bedroom and was laying across my leather bedspread, when I came out, drinking his beer. Naked as the day he was born, with his big boots on, of course! He could have been born with ‘em on! Dad was the most consistently good fuck of my life. That’s not to compare all the rest nor to say my Master wasn’t the greatest fuck of my life. It was just that with Jake I could take it to the bank it was going to be a memorable fuck every time. I walked back in the room after toweling myself off and Dad snapped his fingers and just pointed to his big boots. Damn his attitude was really getting to be hot and he knew it turned me on! Once again I was in for a great ride on my very own Italian Stallion. He fucked me so hard that afternoon I couldn’t hold it and yelled for him to stop I was going to come but he didn’t! It only made him fuck me harder and when he felt my asshole clamp down on his cock as I shot he unloaded his come, way up inside of me. He had gotten to where he wouldn’t be so quick to pull out afterward. He enjoyed laying there on top, still way up inside me, enjoying the two of us having the glow of climax. Letting my ass suck on it to get the last of his fluids. Breathing heavy. Laughing gently. “Damn Dad! Come on, what ‘da ya say? Let’s have bleachers built in here and charge admission. We’d make a fortune! You’re one hell of a fuck, Dad! You’re much better than you ever billed yourself to be! You should share it with the world!” He just laughed and said “Thank you Son. I appreciate that! I did fuck you pretty good, didn’t I?” “Theee Best, Dad!” I kissed the top of his balding head! How was I going to tell Master Earl about Dad? I was in love with life! Everything was coming up roses! I was into work and hour early every morning. Sometime if I wasn’t too busy in the late afternoon. I went into the office and typed up the next days’ assignment sheets. Then the next morning I’d help Dad with the assignments and we’d have time to have coffee and bullshit! Dad seemed to be earlier each morning too and his work and attitude seemed to soar. All the other guys wondered what had gotten in to him. He still would rake Tom’s ass over the coals but the little wimp deserved it! He should’a been born a woman he could be such a whining cunt! Dad was so busy getting the work out I stayed late Wednesday night to help him. He had this rush job on this huge Case truck and he would have been there until midnight by himself. As it was we were there until around eight. He was so grateful I though he was gonna’ cry! I grabbed him and held him and said, “What the hell’s a Son for Dad if he can’t give his old man a helping hand now and again?” I put my arm around his big shoulders and pulled him to me as we walked out “You’re gonna’ think I’m wacked Beau but I have begun to think of you as my Son. I only hope my real Sons grow up to be half the man you are!” “Now God damn it old man! Stop that kinda talk! You’re gonna’ have me in tears in a minute!” “Well, I needed to say it and you needed to hear it!” Dad said sternly with amusement in his voice. I offered my hand to shake goodnight! He took it then said, “Oh fuck Beau....” He pulled me into his big arms in a bear hug. I hugged him back! “I love you Dad!” “I love you too Son!” The phone was ringing when I walked in the door. “Hello, Mr. James?” It was my Master! “No Sir, this is Officer Master’s personal slave. You must have the wrong number!” “Well you’ll do slave! Where you been, I’ve been trying to call sense 4:35?” “I don’t get off until 5:30 and I had to stay to help Dad finish up a Case truck or he would have been there until midnight by himself.” “You’re Dad?” “May I explain that later Sir?” “Yes, over dinner, I’ve got take out up here waiting for you and your Master needs to get a piece of ass tonight to help him through the week. How soon can you be here.” “I’ll feed puss and I’m out the door. Give me ten!” “I’ll give you ten Son plus a couple more! Get your ass up here, muy pronto!” “Yes Sir Master! Master?” “Yes slave!” “I love you!” “You better believe I love you! That’s an order slave!” “ Yes Sir Master Earl!” “See ‘ya in ten, Bye.” I pulled into his carport exactly ten minutes after he called. He met me at the door pretending to look at his watch. “Pretty good slave. Come on in. Dinner’s waiting on the table!” I’m filthy Sir. May I take off my overall here by the back door. I don’t have anything on under them, Sir!” “That’s the way I want you anyway slave!” I took off my overalls and Master Earl threw them in his washing machines and started it. There I stood, September Morn! “We went in and immediately sat down to a Chinese feast. Everything you can imagine! More food that eight people could eat. They always overdo when I stop by on the way home in uniform!” “This is great Chinese, Master! It’s as good as Lee’s Kitchen on Sunset where Dad and I go for lunch sometime.” “This is Lee’s Chinese!” “O.K. slave! You were going to explain about Dad.!” I started and told him the whole naked unblemished truth as Master Jeb told me too. I was following my heart! My Master was thoughtful and nodded as I told him the complete story leaving nothing out! Master sat for a few minutes and ate silently and then spoke, “Beau, you never cease to amaze me! By giving to this man, which you do willingly and freely to anyone needing help, the two of you have actually become family. You speak of him like he really is your Dad. You call him Dad at work and no one raises an eyebrow? Even the way you say the word tells me you feel that for him. And from what you’ve told me he truly feels as if you’re his Son. I can’t asked you to cut him off just because you’re my slave. Oh, I could but I won’t! As far as I’m concerned that man has earned a place in your life and you in his! Have you considered staying on there and working after we get together!” “Master I don’t know how it’s suppose to work! Master Jeb hasn’t gone over the details with me. He just told me to quit my job! I know if you buy me I will certainly do as you wish but I would feel more comfortable earning my way. Wouldn’t you want your slave bringing home a paycheck to you every Friday.” He laughed and said, “Son, I have enough money for the both of us! I supported Wes for the first three years and then he started doing personal weight training for Hollywood celebes. He started making good money. He religiously brought his paychecks home to me and I put them in a separate account for him. I gave him money as he requested. He was much happier. Towards the last he was earning almost as much as I was during the year. It went a long way toward building a better self image for him. The account would build up until I would tell him, “Wes that money isn’t doing you any good sitting in that account not gaining interest.” He would take several large amounts and wouldn’t tell me what he did with it. Just said he invested it in our future! I could have simply ordered him to tell me and he would have. I just wanted him to have something for himself. He was growing by leaps and bounds and I thought it would add to that. I look back and I think it did! I still don’t know where that money is! You don’t have to work but would you be happy sitting at home being a house slave?” “Maybe I could do both Sir?!” “Hell, Son we’d have enough money we’ll hire a damn maid!” “I tell you what! Let me talk to Jeb about working and Dad! I’ll feel him out to see what he says! Now understand, I accept his word as final. What ever he wants is God’s word as far as I’m concerned! If it is important to Jeb that you not work during training would they give you a three month leave of absence?” “I really wouldn’t want to ask Master.” “What if I could get you fake orders ordering you back to Nam for three months to help in relocation of some of the villages since you learned the language when you were over there. They wouldn’t know you’re not still a reservist! Their required by law to have a position for you when you return! We have a four star General that’s a member of the group. He’s a good friend of mine. I think we could work something out! But we’ve got time! Let’s see what Jeb has to say. I’ll stop by his place on the way home tomorrow! Then the two of you can discuss it over the weekend!” “Master I don’t have the time. I have to tell Sam, my boss at work, on Monday to give them two weeks notice. I have to tell Dad day after tomorrow! I have to tell him the truth before I notify Sam of my leaving. Master Jeb has ordered me to do that, to tell him the truth! Dad deserves that from me!” “Of course he does Beau! I was thinking there was more time but there just isn’t! I’ll stop by Jeb’s tomorrow and have him call you tomorrow evening. Then you will call me and let me know his decision.” “Of course I will, Master.” “You go do your thing in the shower but don’t use soap. You smell too good the way you are. You can shower again after I get me a piece of that sweet little ass. I’ll clear the table and throw the paper plates away. Come in the bedroom for a minute and I’ll unlock your cage and unplug you. He was quick about his work as I could feel the pheromones coming from his urgency. I got in the shower and cleaned myself out but as ordered didn’t use soap. I did rinse off!” We crawled on the other bedrooms’ leather bedspread and my Master took his slave the way a Master should. He told me I had permission to come but not until he told me to. Once again I rode the Cadillac of fucks. Smoooth! In the long run the most satisfying fuck I’ve ever had. He ran long and deep. Until he finally began toward his finish. I felt him start before he spoke and I let go of control. We hit exactly the same moment. We lay there locked together and I whispered “Thank you my wonderful Master for dessert! You are so good to this slave. And your slave loves you very much. I don’t know if it’s possible but I feel like I fall deeper in love with you by the day” “It must be possible my beautiful slave! I’m experiencing the same thing.” We lay together making love with my Master taking a few well deserved strokes in my ass. I didn’t want him to leave his slaves’ hole he felt so good. Morning comes early. So I hit the shower again and we crawled into bed. Once again his slave went too sleep on his Master’s big hairy chest locked away safely in his protective arms. Before I drifted off I felt him kiss the top of my head and stroke my short hair. It was the gentle act of a man in love! Part III~Six Degrees of Separation “No! No! Who’s on first! What’s on second! Abbott & Costello The next morning Master had my overalls cleaned and dried and had me caged and plugged. We rode down the hill together and turned left on Sunset Blvd. and he headed to town and me to work. When I got to my turn off Master Earl slowed and waved goodbye. I waved back. Sam was just getting out of his truck to open the gates to the lot and saw me wave. He waved thinking the nice Police man was waving at him too! Then he got a funny look on his face and drove on in. Sam walked over to me with a big knowing smirk on his face and asked, “Well Beau, is Master Earl your Master!” I almost shit my pants. I wasn’t going to let him get the best of me. “Why Yes, Master Sam, he is!” “Glad to see he has someone else especially someone as good hearted as you Beau!” “Thank you Master Sam! Master I have to tell you I’ve always suspected you might be a Master and that your Nephew is you slave!” “Bright lad Beau but don’t call me Master here Son!” “I understand completely, Sir!” “Have you been trained? Not yet Sir! It starts in two weeks.” “Jeb Henshaw?” “Yes Sir!” “Fine, fine Man! The best! Will whip you into a good and useful slave! That’s what you want to become isn’t it boy?” “Oh, Yes Sir!” “And Master Earl, has he made claim for you yet!” “Not yet Sir, I’m to be put on the market after training.” “No problem, he can negotiate and be pretty sure of your purchase!” “I hope so Sir.” I took the assignment sheets and headed for the office. He followed!” Then you’ll be giving notice Monday?” “Yes Sir. Unless Master Jeb will allow me to work through training.” “He probably won’t if I know Jeb Henshaw It would take him much longer to train you. Are you in a class or by yourself. “By myself Sir! Master Jeb said I will be the last!” “Really sorry to hear that Son. He has done so much for our community over 100 couples Master and slaves have him to thank. I bought my slave from him and he’s now finishing Medical School and USC. My slave is going to support me in my old age.” Then he laughed like a Master and I had no doubts. “Do you want me to speak to Jeb on your behalf Son? I’ll be glad too! You may not know it but your pretty well thought of around here! You’re the only one who has ever made a real friend of Jake and he was pretty miserable until you came. His work production has tripled and quadrupled sense you’ve been friends with him. And he’s brought you along so well we were gonna’ promote you Monday! I wasn’t gonna’ tell you this until Monday but we were promoting him Monday morning and we were promoting you to his job! Have you told him you’re leaving yet?” “No Sir, Sam, I was going to tell him tomorrow! Master Jeb told me to tell him the truth.””If Jeb ordered you to do it don’t question it Son, you Damn well do it! Understand!” Sam said with a firm tone. “I fully understand, Sir!” “I know Earl pretty well too! My boy and I stayed with him a couple of nights after Wes was killed. He was waving at me too, Son! I’ll call him this evening and talk with him. See what he has in mind! If he’ll let you come back to work after training maybe we could work something out! We’ve invested a lot in you to lose you Beau and I don’t know what it’s going to do to Jake. He’s been fucking you hasn’t he Beau?! I just sat there blushing. “That tells me all I need to know, then he has become your Dad and you’re his adopted Son! Couldn’t happen between a more decent pair of people Beau. I wondered when I saw that boot print on you butt and then it occurred to me: Beau’s ass is plugged! But I’ll have to say that Texas Two Step Bull Shit Shuffle you did on me was pretty damn good. I laughed about that all the way home! Jake worships you! Kick you, of all people, in the butt? I don’t think so! Now I could believe it if I were Tommy came to me with a print on his ass.” We both laughed at that! “Stand up boy!” I immediately stood up and he bent me over the desk! “Damn that’s a good size plug in there Son. I’m proud of you! That’s bigger than the one my boy wears. Does you good! Reminds you of who owns that little hole! And Big Daddy Jake likes to come around and fuck you with his big boot, huh?” Then Sam roared with laughter. “God, you two...” He shook his head as he walked away! “We didn’t have this conversation to Jake, understand!” “Yes Sir, you have my word, Sir! And Sam...?” “Yes Son!” “Thanks!” “My pleasure! You have family now Son! You’re not alone anymore! We’ll see you through this. Don’t worry! Leave it to us, everything will work out, you’ll see. Your training will be the most important thing in your life. Something you will never forget! Your family will make sure you enjoy it and get through it without hassle! Don’t be afraid of training! My boy compared it to a religious experience. Wanted to go through it again!” That was the second or third time I had heard about Family! I wondered how the Family differed from the group. I was to find out. Dad walked in right after Sam walked out and asked what we’d been talking about. “I’ll tell you later Dad! I’m a little late getting these assignment sheets finished. You start on those and I’ll finish these. We worked in silence for a minute and I turned to Dad and asked, “Dad are you busy this afternoon? This isn’t a come on Dad I really need to talk to you about something but if’n your horny we can take care of you too.” “When am I not Kid?” He laughed. “I’m free this afternoon! Sure I can stop by! Anything wrong Son?” “No Dad! It’s good, so don’t worry all day, O.K.!” “All right Son. Come on we’re finished here I’ll buy you a cup of coffee!” “Please God! Not an earthquake now when he’s buying!” Dad just poked me in the arm and laughed. “Dad was busy all day helping the other guys. I got my assignment done early and asked him for another one. Sam was standing there and he said, “Yeah, I wish they were all like Beau. You can really be proud of your boy Jake you taught him well!” I couldn’t believe Dad swelled with pride and told Sam, “Well he ain’t really my Son but I damn sure feel like he is!” Sam looked him in the eyes and said with all seriousness, “Then he is Jake, enjoy it!” Sam let all of us go about fifteen minutes early. We had caught up on all the work. Dad was in the apartment when I pulled into the garage. I went in and he had bought another six pack and had two open for us. I thanked him and told him he didn’t always have to buy beer. Hell we had some left over from Tuesday. “Well I didn’t know Son. I thought the talk might require several beers.” “Dad?” “Yes Son!” “Is my old man horny this afternoon?” “Now I wasn’t gonna’ say anything.......” “No! No! Dad you got me wrong. I NEED this one! Could you throw your very best, hardest, meanest, get-down-and-root-it-out, rough rider, fucks in my butt? I really need it before we talk!” Dad looked at me funny and said, “Sure Beau I’ll be glad to take care of you! Do you realize that’s the first time you asked me?” “I know Dad, I just never wanted to push myself on you and I promise just this once and I’ll always let you take the lead!” “You got it Kid! You’re to good a man to deny when you’re in need. I’ll shuck my clothes off and you jump in the shower. You got one hell of a fucking coming. Have you got some old belts around here, Son?” “Why Dad?” “You may need ‘em to strap your ass on tight so it don’t fall off!” “That good! Huh Dad?” “Just find them belts. Leave the fucking to your old Man!” “Thanks Dad!” Dad was true to his word! It was one hellascious fuck. I swear the man has my timing down pat. He knows when I’m there and pushes me over the cliff shooting at me all the way down. He’s gotten to where he even gives several extra little vicious long deep thrusts after I’ve come to see if he can get some more out. Once in a while he does! Surprises the hell out’a me every time! My old man had worked his ass off to make sure I got what I needed. “Fuck, I’m not calling you Dad anymore! I’m gonna’ start calling you Dr. Jake the fix it man!” “Oh Son! That was my best one to date! Your old man knows when he’s done a good job!” “How’s that Dad?” “That silly smile on your face that stays there ‘til I leave.” “Look Kid I called home before I left work and She’s going to her mother’s with the Kids for a visit and won’t be back ‘til around eight. So what ever! We got time to talk.” “Gosh, that’s great Dad!” We lay there together and Dad took me in his arms and I lay my head on his big chest. “Beau?” “Yeah Dad!” “Does fucking you make me a homo?” “Do you think it does Dad?” “Not when you call me Dad!” “Then your not a homo, your Son is, your not Dad! If I thought for a minute you thought I was trying to make you into that we wouldn’t be lying here. You’re a hot blooded Italian man with raging hormones that would fuck a mountain lion if it stayed still long enough. You just happened to find a comfortable hole you can relax in! After all, you wanna’ do right by your boy don’t you? Besides, how am I gonna’ grow up and learn to fuck women if you don’t show me how it’s done and done right, I might add!” Trying to make light of his serious question. “You know I was so proud of you when Sam said that to me today I could’a popped a button.” “I thought for a minute you were gonna’ shit your pants.” I fell out laughing. “You better watch it boy or I shove this big thing back up there and hurt you. No, you know what? As hard as I fucked you today you can’t be hurt! Well so much for that empty threat.” Then he laughed. “Look Dad it’s time we talked and I spilled my guts. I want you to listen to me all the way through and if you don’t understand something stop me. But try to understand what I am going to tell you is something I must do! I started from the beginning and told him how disillusioned I had been with the Gay bars in L.A. and was about ready to commit suicide. I went on and told my Dad the whole thing from beginning to where we are now. He ask a couple of questions now and then but not much. He listened intently! When I was through I apologized for building this world that he could relate to rather than the truth. “So you see Dad, it was my new Master that ordered me to tell you the truth so that you might make your own decisions whether you want me in your life anymore. I wouldn’t blame you if you got pissed and walked out the door.” “Not before I get a blow-job slave!” He smiled knowingly! “And so it shall be, my Dad and Master!” I knelt on the floor by the bed. “And will I always be your Dad and Master?” Dad said. “As long as you need me to be, Master Jake!” “I can live with that! It has a nice ring to it! Master Jake!” He smiled. Then he said he thought he understood. To him it was no different than if I might have told him I was a member of some way out religious cult. This made a hell of a lot more sense to him and being a sexually motivated thing he could more than understand after knowing me. In a way it’s very similar to straight marriage. You take vows and agree to love, honor, and OBEY! Then you get an old Lady for a Master! He laughed. “Your just getting an old Man or Dad!” I don’t know what you ] were so worried about sounds pretty well thought out to me. And if your Dad want to train you for that role., all the better. Can I come to your graduation?” “Ask Master Jeb tomorrow Dad. He’d probably say yes! I’d be proud to have my Dad give me away into slavery!” Then he repeated something he had said to me weeks ago, “Beau, I’ll always be your old man! You’ll always be my Son! Nobody can take that away from us! I want you to have a good life and I told you I hoped your other Dad was good to you because you deserved a good man to serve. That will never change. However, our roles may change a little. I could really get into being one of your Masters!” “You already are Dad. We get over here and you start ordering me around and I love it. You snap your God damn fingers at me and point to your boots with that shit eating grin on that big goom-bah face. Who do you thinks been letting you get away with that shit and loving every minute of it? Except now, you can develop the feeling that it’s your right to do these things because I have given you that right. You have earned that right with me! You ARE one of my Masters and I will bend my knees to you at anytime or any place with a snap of your fingers. First and foremost I will always think of you as my Dad and should I come back to work there I will make you prouder of me.” “Damn Kid! I don’t know how I’m gonna’ do with out you there for three months. But if your new Master will let me check in on you once a week or so that won’t be too bad!” “His door is open to you! Why don’t you drive up to Mt. Washington and meet him. He really wants to meet you! I’m gonna’ go there right after work tomorrow and you could follow me up to see how to get there. He told me not to 86 you out of my life! That if you were open enough to bring you along. Not into the heart of my world.......well, hell, you know what I mean!” “Let me think about it tonight! Hell no Son, I don’t have to think about it I’d love to meet the man! From what you’ve told me about him he must be one hell of a man!” “He is Dad! He is!” “Dad could I ask a favor?” “Anything Kid! You know it!” “Could I store my roll-away in your garage until I get back to work?” “Sure Kid, there’s plenty of room!” “If anything should happen to me by accident everything in there is yours!” “Don’t talk that way Son! I’m still enough of a goom-bah I get superstitious!” “Just so’s you’s understands me’s ‘eh Dad!” I did in my best Brooklyn accent. “So basically nothings changed between you and me except now I got a little more power over you, huh? I wanna’ test that!” He stood up off the bed and snapped his fingers at his boots and I hit the floor on my knees. I started immediately cleaning one. I got half way through and he just took one finger and put it on a spot I’d missed. Yep, Dad was on his way to being a Master! After I cleaned everything I took his hand and kissed the back of it and said, “Thank you Master for letting me clean your boots.” “You did a good job slave but you ain’t through yet.” He lay back on the bed and raised his boots in the air so I could see his beautiful hairy hole and snapped his fingers and pointed to it! Damn he did like that the other night. I had my tongue cleaning it faster that lightening He lay his legs over my shoulders as I was kneeling by the side of the bed. His big heavy boots rested on my back and felt wonderful. He reached down with both his hands and spread his ass cheeks for me inviting me to his feast. I had cleaned every thing off the surface and knew he wanted the inside cleaned too. Thus began the feast. Eating and cleaning my old Man out! Wow! He tasted wonderful and the more carried away I got the more he went crazy and kept writhing on that leather sheet with my tongue so far up his hole his sphincter was clamping around it! It made it easier for me to get the best stuff way up in there and with my thumbs I got a little better grip on his muscle, slowly pried it apart as my tongue slid in another half inch and I could lick and clean to get the strongest flavors yet. I was really enjoying myself when his sphincter clamped down so hard on my old tongue it pulled another half inch into his ass as his spasms began to try to bite my tongue off! My Dad and new Master had dropped his load. He began laughing! I slowly started to withdraw. “Damn Kid! I thought I enjoyed that the one time you gave me a blow-job but now I know”. You’ll be doing a lot more of that, so fasten your seat belt!” “Thank you Master Jake for letting me clean you out, Sir.” “Now may I clean you up Sir?” “Sure slave! That’s what your for, right! Get on it and do a good job. You do a good job I just might let you give me a blow-job.” “Thank you Master Jake, I’d appreciate that!” And I really put my all into cleaning him.” “Damn Slave-boy, I could sure get use to this action.!” “I want you to, Sir. You deserve to be served by a good slave!” “Well I will be when you serve me slave. Damn you got all my come lapped up all ready?” “Well let your old Dad rest for a minute and drink his beer and you can get some good hot come right out of the hose.” “You know when you first came to the shop I rode you pretty hard. You never once whined nor argued about a job I gave you to do. I have to be honest I couldn’t believe you were for real. So I just kept giving you the shit jobs to do thinking you’d break and you always did what I ask good naturedly. Did a damn good job every time too! So I thought to myself, maybe I got this Kid all wrong! Maybe I’ll show him a few things and see how he does. Damn, you were like a Duck to water! As fast as I’d show you something you had it and I never had to tell you again. Those other ass holes down there............aww don’t even let me get me started on them! Then as much shit as I threw at you, you always had a friendly come back. I could never hurt your feelings ‘cause if I called you an asshole you’d say, ‘Your right Dad, I am! I’ll try to do better!’ How could anybody continue to be mean to you? My point in all this is I just realized you gave me that power from the beginning. To a total stranger! You turned that power I had over you into affection and caring for you! You knew you would win! You did and I concede Son! You’ve won my respect and my heart! Slave or no, Master or no, I was serious the other night and I do think of you as my Son. I raised you at that job! You grew up there under my guidance. And like I told you before no one can ever take that away from us! “Thanks Dad, you know I feel the same! I didn’t set you up to win. I just knew that in time you’d change your mind. I just thought of myself as your slave then too, and walked around with a hard on for you every time you barked at me! Dad looked at me seriously for a moment then just roared with laughter. Knowing you now Beau, I know it happened, and I never knew! How funny is that?” I walked into the bathroom and brushed my teeth and gargled with Listerine!
I came back into the room and Dad was stroking his big cock with a smile on his face and I knew something was coming. He just snapped his fingers and pointed to his fat shaft! I was determined to give him the blow-job of his dreams. Dad was in for a big surprise. He was working on his fourth beer and I knew he was going to have to go before much longer and I wanted it. I started licking on his dick and told him, “Dad I could service you so much better if you sat on the edge of the bed.” He threw his legs over the edge and said in a false sternness, “The things I don’t do for you slave but if it’s gonna’ get me the best blow-job you got, here it is!” “Thank you Master Jake! I’ll make it worth your while and Master Jake if you have to relieve yourself after you come. I’d sure love to have your recycled beer!” I thought it might set him back but not my Dad! “If my boy wants it he gets it!” was all he said. I started working on him and he decided to stand. That was even better for me as it was easier to work him down my throat. I was getting my throat really relaxed and the next thing I knew he had grabbed the back of my head and was using my face like another fuck hole. I was loving every inch of it. He kept taking deeper strokes and I opened up my throat to take as much as he wanted to give me. “I ain’t gonna’ come slave until those pubs are slamming against those lips. He sped up his thrust and my throat became more open to him as I relaxed and he got a better grip on the back of my head and I knew he was going for it. One more big lunge and my mouth was slamming against his pubes and I tried to form my lips to kiss them around his fat shaft. He saw what I was trying to do and I pushed his come button. He gave me about five more good lunges, took his cock all the way out, held it for a moment, and yelled at me “YOU WANT IT SLAVE”:”YES!” Was all I got out and he shoved it all the way down my throat to dock me at his pubes! I felt his spasm coming and felt the heat in my throat as his come was shooting way back down my gut! I flexed my throat to milk his shaft as it seemed to get fatter. Then he bent over me and rubbed my head with both his big rough hands and kissed the top of my head as he continued to empty into my gut. “Pretty good Blow-job slave-boy! Now you just relax and stay hooked up there and your gonna’ get what you want”. He no more said that and I felt the hot gush of his recycled beer. He pissed and pissed! I had my hands at my belly and felt it began to expand. My belly felt as hot as his liquid he was expelling. He stopped! I’ve got quite a bit more Son you sure you want any more. I pulled off him and said, “Gimme’ all you got Master Jake” I wanted to taste it but my Master had other ideas. “No I want you all the way on it boy!” He put both hands behind my head and pulled forward. His semi-flaccid cock shot down my throat and just in time to feel the hot flow began again. Damn he did have quite a bit more and my old belly was ballooning. Finally he finished and pulled out himself. “Please Master Jake! Don’t you have a little left for my mouth so I can taste your piss?” “I think I can help you out slave!” “He slapped the big head of his cock on my tongue and I lightly closed my lips around it and got a big mouthful. He stopped and I swallowed a bit at a time. It tasted lightly of beer and a strong Master Jake flavor that tasted like his healthy body smell. He gave me another and said that was all he had. He withdrew and watched me hold it and swallow a little and a time. Him watching me and me swallowing his piss in front of him was too erotic! With my last swallow is shot my load on the floor getting some on his big boots. “That won’t do slave! Now get down there and get that off my boots” I immediately cleaned them and made love to them. Then Dad ordered me stand up. I did and he looked smiling in my eyes. “You all right Son!” He was my Dad again! “Thank you for giving me that Dad. You don’t know how much I needed it!” “You know I’d walk through fire for you Kid. I know it’s crazy but it doesn’t seem unnatural for you to take my piss. If it’s what you want it turns me on like you wouldn’t believe. Glad you like it! I won’t waste it anymore! I turned around and took his hands and put them under to the sides of my belly! “Feel that Dad!” “Damn that’s all me?” “Now shake it Dad!”“He shook and heard his piss slosh around in my belly.” “Motherfucker, that’s hot! The next time we work late together.......” He just pointed his finger at me and shook his head. “I’d be happy to, Dad” “Son, it’s getting late. Can I jump in your shower?” “My Master doesn’t have to ask Sir!” “I gotta’ get use to it Son! Gimme’ time!” “We have a life time Dad! Don’t use soap!” “No Soap!”
End of Part~VIII Waddie Greywold
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