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THE TIES THAT BIND~X(A) By Waddie Greywolf PART X(A)~Mt. Washington Rough Riders Part I~Safe Harbor “He can not lasso the moon for you, my devoted slave-boy child! But it’s quiet the only thing, I think, Your Master can not do!” Canto 32: Slave’s Song~W. D. Dux I was quiet all through dinner. Masters Jeb and Jim had things to talk about that thankfully didn’t include me. My heart was in my throat and it became difficult to swallow. I kept remembering Dad’s words to me in the Dungeon but couldn’t sort out the full meanings. I was wallowing in a morass of self doubt and pity. I was glad when they had finished eating and continued talking as I cleared the table . I was still nude except for my plug and harness. The two men had gotten up from the table but were still carrying on their conversation. I had finished in the kitchen and was walking through to the living room. A giant hand grabbed me and pulled my backside up against his front. Big Jim put both arms around my front and pulled me tightly against him as if it were the most natural thing he might do. He crossed his huge hands flat on my belly and above the harness as the two men continued their conversation as if I weren’t there. I sort of melted into Big Jim! The clean overpowering smell of this man was incredible. I was safe in his arms. Did he know? Was he reaching out because he was concerned? Why question good fortune! For the moment nothing could touch me. My cock cage was strained to the max with his hot hands holding my belly pulling me ever closer into him. Their conversation stopped and Big Jim asked Master Jeb, “Why do we have this slave wear this harness? It serves no purpose.” “You were the one who put it on him and I didn’t wish to countermand your order.” Master Jeb replied. “May I have the key, Jeb?” Master Jeb took the key from around his neck and handed it to Big Jim. He unlocked the harness and gently removed it. My hard cock stood straight up! “There boy! You look much better without that damn thing. Your cock and balls are too pretty to not swing free, at least, until a Master should wish to have them removed.” I was no longer afraid of such talk after understanding why I must surrender even those to Master Earl. “If my future Master requires they be removed for what ever reason, if I have willingly signed his contract that gives him that right, I will not question nor require an explanation as to his decision. By signing his contract, I will have given him that right, to do otherwise means I have not totally agreed to become his slave.” “Well, that’s 180 degree come around slave!” Master Jim stated. “Yes Sir! I understand that Master; however, I have learned some things and began to understand the passion involved in total commitment. I can’t imagine living with anyone on any basis without that. I never was one to go into anything half way. I have you and Master Jeb to thank for sharing experiences and concepts with me that have given me a new perspective. I am no longer afraid to make that commitment!” Master Jim reached down and kissed me behind the neck and ear as if to congratulate me and give me understanding at reaching these truths. He began to rub my belly and reached down with his huge paw to grab my cock and balls and gently pull on them. Then laughed! “Beau, you will stay the evening with Jim. I have some work to do in my office and need to get to bed. I need some rest and with you as a temptation I may not get it! Therefore, humor your old Master and spend the evening with Number Two. You will obey him this evening!” He grabbed me away from Master Jim, hugged me, kissed me behind he ear and said, “I’m not sure what happened in the Dungeon this afternoon but Jake left without saying much and you’ve been quiet all evening! I know you too well by now, Son! Talk to Jim!” and then he whispered, “That’s not a request slave! That’s an order! There can be no secrets around here! You have become a valuable member of this family! We care and we expect you to care enough about yourself and us to share the bad with the good! I know without asking, you understand!” “Yes Master Jeb! I will obey! Thank you!” Master Jeb winked at me and headed for his office. Master Jim gathered me in his arms as I threw my arms around his thick neck and held on. He headed for the upstairs to his room. “C’moan pretty slave-boy! I’ve got just the torture to take your mind off your troubles!” “And what might that be, Master Jim?” I said as I reached up to kiss him on the cheek. “Having to make love to me!” He said quietly. I couldn’t speak ! He had dislodged the huge lump in my throat and it was coming out my tear ducts as he threw both of us across the big King size bed. He held me close and gently kissed me on the forehead and the top of my head I used his massive chest as a rock to unload my confusion! I let it all out! He never once tried to stop me. He just was there to comfort, understand, and urge me to let it go, get it all out. Whether I wanted to talk or not he was there. As my confusion began to clear my soul kept feeding on the generosity of his gentle spirit! This Man truly was a Giant among men. My hurt began to change to acceptance and admiration for this Man who seemed so sadly alone in the world. “ Why?” I asked myself! He could have any sub of his choice that walked into any typical leather bar. They would worship at his feet as I have wanted to do every time I’ve been around him. Once again I was poised on his event horizon as my heart inched ever closer to the point of no return! Knowing there was no escape from the powerful vortex that was his love. It consumed everything, not even allowing light to escape it’s pull. I didn’t step across! I leaped across! There are worse ways to go! I wanted to make love with this giant but how could I have these feelings if I truly given my all to Master Earl. Was God testing me? He picked the wrong Gay man to test! “Jim,” I dropped the role of slave to make a strong point and let it float for a moment, “I haven’t stopped loving you! I will always love you even if we are apart! You will always be my Master! I know talk is cheap but believe me when I tell you if fate finds us together someday I will gladly sign your contract fully expecting to lose every thing the next day! That’s how much I love you! I would have no problem surrendering my cock and balls if it meant I could be with you! It would be a small price to pay for your love!” He hugged me to him and said in a soft voice, “Some time I hurt real bad Beau, thinking about you! I know it’s my fault for not throwing a rope around your ass the first time I saw you. You knew I fell in love with you the minute I walked through that door. That’s why you asked me that question! I wasn’t honest with you and you knew it. I don’t blame you for being pissed. You had given to me honestly and I should have returned that honesty. Your right, the telegram was too little, too late! I should have rode my bike over there to your place, broken the Goddamned door down and claimed you as my own and fuck Jeb. Don’t think I didn’t think about it!! Then I thought. ‘Hell, that’ud scare the crap out’a the Kid!’ I could and probably should have stood up to Jeb and told him how I felt and may have been able to change his mind. But I didn’t! You didn’t think I cared enough about you to fight for you. It might seem that way but you don’t know some things about Jeb and me that precluded me from doing that! Someday I may tell you but until then you have to at least trust me when I tell you I just couldn’t! I pray to God every night that Jeb knows what he’s doing. ‘Cause lying here next to you, it’s hard for me to have faith in him anymore! I shouldn’t put this on you! It’s not your fault! I will tell you this and it must go no further! Jeb is walking a thin line with my patients. It just damn well may cost him my friendship! My first impulse was to throw my shit on my bike and disappear for six months. Jeb would never question that! I’ve done it so many times before! But I kept thinking about you and knew running away wasn’t going to ease my pain! Then something told me that you were going to need me to protect you from something and I had to stay. I don’t know what but the message was strong and clear! The only thing keeping me around is you and the chance to set things straight and maybe get a little of your love during training! I don’t think Jeb knows how I really feel about you. I was going to go through the motions of helping Jeb train you, keeping my feelings to myself, hoping for any crumb you might throw my way. For a big Man I’m not real bright sometime and wear my heart on my sleeve. I tell myself I’m not going to let you know how I feel, ‘cause it’ll only confuse you and undermine Jeb plans. Then when I see you, when you walk past me, when I smell your scent, when I see you’re hurting, I can’t help myself and want to hold you in my arms until what ever’s bothering you goes away and I see you smile again. I’ve never felt that way about anyone before, not even Scout. I loved Scout and always will. I couldn’t have wished for a better partner but he had a place I was never allowed to touch. I never knew why! Even though I took his cock and balls, I never had all of him. He tried! There was something damaged in him my love could not repair and I felt like a failure. When I barked at you I didn’t believe in love anymore that was why. I got love from Scout but only what he wanted to give and not necessarily what I needed. That’s why he finally decided to give me his cock and balls. He knew that he was holding back and the guilt plus the fact that he wanted to love me made him decide to give them to me. I would have never required them if he had returned half the love I felt for him. The gift went a long way and our love took on a new direction but it never was complete. As he lay dying in my arms he apologized for his incomplete love and told me he would see to it that one day I would meet the person who would give me that! I just got it in my head the first time I laid eyes on you that it was you! That’s what prompted me to be so bold with you that day! I guess it wasn’t meant to be, otherwise it would have worked out for us!” I knew in my heart I had to make love with this man and somehow I wouldn’t betraying the love I have for Master Earl. I began to realize I loved them equally but differently! Was that a cop out to hang my guilt on the fence? All I knew at that moment was that I was his and according to Master Jeb my ass was not anchored yet! I got myself together and looked in his Giant’s eyes. They were so big I could see my own distorted face reflected in them. I reached up to him and gently kissed him behind his ear and spoke in a soft voice, “I’m sorry for both of us, Master Jim, that it’s turned out this way. I am now committed to a good Master whom I have fallen deeply in love with but I still have this huge hole in my heart that only you can fill. I am sometime totally confused! I sometime wonder what it would be like to serve the both of you if we all lived together. It couldn’t happen! Master Earl is an unapologetic one on one Master! Master Jim you told me your bed was always open to me while I’m here provided I had Master Jeb’s approval! Did you mean that?” “Of course I did! From the bottom of my heart!” “Then let’s make the most of the time we have to love each other! Let’s don’t hide our feelings. I will never turn away from you if you need me! But when the end of my training comes we both know I will be sold. I have no guarantee I will be sold to Master Earl. I may be bought by some other Master altogether. If that happens then I have two people I love to leave behind and learn to love my new Master if he wants my love. And I will do that!! I would never go into this thinking that some Master that thought enough to make the highest bid would not be worthy of my love. I would do my damnedest to love him and win his love! I will sign any Master’s contract unconditionally that would purchase me. The totality of my passion to be a slave must extend to any Master that found me worthy enough to be his slave.” “Now! In the spirit of honesty and openness let me say I love you more than I want to admit! I have held back from you because of the things you already mentioned. I felt it was your place to declare your love and if I did I would only be trying to trap you. Not something I could live with! You knew what I felt that Sunday evening you gave me that BS about a Master winning all the time. I laid my heart on the line and I didn’t even get crumbs. The telegram was nice but it only confused me! Then when I come over here I’m draw to you like a magnet and I am frustrated, confused, and angry that you have that power over me and haven’t given me the slightest hope. You have used me for sex every time I come over here while keeping me at arms length. I am trying to be a good slave and as a Master and Master Jeb friend I couldn’t say no. Compounded by the fact that I can’t be around you longer than ten minutes and my ass starts dripping. I would leave here more confused and hurt! I am here now! In your arms I feel safe and loved for the first time in our relationship! It’s a feeling I’ve dreamed about! I offer myself and my unqualified love to be your total slave while I’m in this house. If you feel it would please you to administer the torture you mentioned earlier, I could not imagine anything more wonderful! But please consider a promise to your slave, Sir!” “And what promise would you ask, my slave?” “That no matter how your slave begs or cries for you to stop, you will ignore his pleas and do as you will with him, as long as you have needs. Your slave needs to have taken from him what you need!” “I give you my word, slave! Now kiss your old Man!” Master Jim, this huge Man, a Giant, that could crush me with one hand, made the sweetest love to me any Man could ever give or take from another. He knew where my heart was and floated it upon his big soul to give it comfort from it’s confusion for the evening. I kept hearing voices in my head that whispered ‘one day’, ‘not today, not tomorrow but one day’! Then the voice asked, ‘...and would you sign his contract without clause knowing, without doubt, he would claim your manhood for his own as soon as the ink had dried upon the paper!’ My answer to the voice, “In a Goddamned heartbeat!!” To my surprise Master Jim moved his head down to my crotch and took all of my proud eight down his throat and is the only man in my life to ever do what he did next. He stuffed my balls into his mouth with the rest of me and gently began to knaw around the base of both cock and balls! Then he would clamp his teeth and pull up and back as if he were waiting for me to give him the word: He would relieve me of them and simply spit them out into a waiting stainless steel pan. The third time he pulled on them with his teeth, I told him I couldn’t take another. Then my fantasy saw him kissing me with his bloody mouth so I could taste the controlled violence of his action in my own blood and fluids! He knew I was close and pulled on them again with his teeth tightly clamped down! I shot a huge load down his throat and he sucked and moaned as he felt my male fluids hit the back of his throat and began to slide slowly down toward his stomach. He sucked and pulled even harder until I started with my hand to my groin. He caught both hands and easily move them above my head as he made my back arch and I was literally hanging from his massive jaws. He bounced me once, twice and I knew the third time I would lose them. Fuck it! I wanted to loose them! I wanted him to take them to say, ‘there, I just bit you goddamn cock and balls off, who owns you now slave?’ I heard myself yell to him, “Take them, Ox! They’re yours!” No sooner had I gotten that out he bounced me for the third time and I felt a rumble in my gut, traveling at light speed, up through my heart and soul, and somehow came out my cock to almost drown my Giant with the largest shot of come I think ever spewed forth from me. He immediately lowered me to the bed and released my hands and collapsed on top of me with his mouth still stuffed with slave gently sucking and knawing the last seeds from me as my body twitched and spasmed several times. I moved my hands to his head and gently rubbed his beautiful smooth bald head. It had been such an emotional climax I was drained. Tears came to my eyes and started running down my face. I was not crying! They just came! Every other Goddamn thing on my body had just come, why not them? It was one of the most emotional climaxes of my life! It sure didn’t do much to quell the raging fire I had in my heart for the Giant. He finally released me and looked at my tear stained face. He had a concerned look on his face and I laughed, “No! You didn’t hurt me! I can’t deny I wanted you too! I guess I’m learning to trust you! God Master Jim! Could I have about another twelve hours of your torture.?” “That’s just a warm up slave! For my next torture I’ll place you on top of my totem pole and forbid you to slide down!” “That’s not torture Master! That’s cruel and unusual punishment!” “Think so huh? Well, what would you say if I ordered you to fuck me?” “You’re my Master and if you needed it from me you would get the best fucking I could give you! No questions asked!” “That’s not quite what I had in mind slave; although, you get an A+ for attitude. A slave should be willing to satisfy any sexual need a Master might have. What I had in mind is you sitting on my horse and fucking me with your ass until you get me off” “Do I have to audition or do I have the job?” “Depends....?” “On what Master?” “Remember them old Republic western movies where the Cowboy hero comes out of a second story window, walks across the roof , drops down into the saddle of his pony, then ride away?” “Yes Sir! My favorite was Rocky Allen Lane! Played Red Rider for a while. God! What a man! I used to dream about being his Little Beaver. Never knowing at the time what the slang term “Beaver” meant. When I found out I thought, why not? I can see where this is going! If I do my very best Bronco Lane impersonation, slamming his considerably fuckable ass down onto your saddle from a second story, I might get the job?” “It all depends on your mount slave, remember this is Hollywood, Tinsel Town, where movie magic happens everyday! You want the job, you play the part!” “Master, after witnessing your last number. I would kill to be in another one of your productions. Especially one that has such promise to deliver a fulfilling climax in the end!” I roared at my on joke, “As the credits role , do we ride off into the sunset side by side?” “Not in this picture, unfortunately! Talk’s cheap slave! Let’s see some action! My old cayuse is a’waitin’ Cowpoke! You get extra points for a half-gainer! But first, be a good slave and help your old Man off with his clothes. Tonight I’m going to see if you ever deserved to be Red Ryder’s Little Beaver! By the way, Lane happens to be an old bike ridin’ buddy of mine. He’s an older man now but still fit, fine looking, and randy as a shoat!” I moved to my knees in front of the big Man! “Uhh.......Master Jim?” “ O.K.!.......Go ahead, you can have’em.........., how could I deny you anything? I’ve seen those hungry side glances, I’ve watched your mouth water, I can smell your body craving what you need, you think this bumbling Giant doesn’t know your every need? My real pain is I won’t be the one to give you what I know you need! That’s not to slight Earl! He will more than give you everything you need.” With his permission I got down on my knees in front of him and like a beggar to a feast began to clean his huge boots. I’m sure they had not been cleaned since I last worked on them and once again I felt so bad because this Man truly needed someone to care for him. I desperately wanted it to be me! With my frustration of the situation and my heart aching, my tears started again but helpfully added moisture I needed to do a great job. He didn’t miss a thing. And when he was satisfied with my job, he reached down and pulled me up to him and said, “You really do still love me, don’t you Beau?” Wrong question to ask right at that moment! “Of course I do you big Ox, I have from the first night I laid eyes on you and you took me in the Dungeon. You could have talked me out of my cock and balls that night if you had just told me you had to have me! If you had just gone to Jeb and said ‘Let’s at least talk about this!’ I know! I know! You have your reasons but I couldn’t have known that at the time and road away with a broken heart. Now my heart is breaking, cleaning your boots, frustrated, knowing you are too good a Man not to have someone to care for you and look after you. Yes, I would have given up my cock and balls to get that job! ” I moved around with my back to him and grabbed one of his huge boots up between my crotch and locked it between my legs, my butt plug, cock and balls resting on the cool leather. Big Jim took his other boot and gently put it against my ass and began to push. Slowly his big boot began to come off and as I grabbed it and held it to my face! I locked the other boot between my legs. I became drunk with the smell of him and the inside of his boots. Unless you’re a boot lover, top or bottom, you can’t understand the erotic stimulus. Suffice to say it has been known to bring many a boot slave to their knees. This wonderful natural resource was going wasted! If I could just find a way to bottle it, poppers would never be used again! Master Jim bent me over his knee and with a towel in hand unplugged me. Then ever so gently cleaned up around my hole. “May I have a heart to heart with your old stallion Master? He needs some slave love before he has to disappear into the darkness.” “I’m sure it would appreciate a little TLC right now! It’s been as neglected as my boots! I’m sure it wouldn’t mind if’n Little Beaver kissed it a few times to make it good and stiff for mounting.” I moved down to his crotch and was surprised to find him rock hard. Our fantasy talk, my working on his boots, was doing a number on him. God! I could feel that huge thing in my ass even as I kissed it, made love to it and slathered it good with my spit. Bronco Lane may have been fuckable but he had never landed on a horse this size either. He would have walked bow legged for a month. I was enjoying making love to his horse when I felt a giant hand at my back door. I moved so he could get a better feel. I felt him feel around my rosebud then gently push with one finger. I heard him laugh and say, “O.K.! Slave! Your ass is going to start dripping all over the bed in a few seconds. Your ripe! Hit it!” “I got on my knees and positioned the big head at my back door. Spreading my ass cheeks with my hands, I took a deep breath and slid down his fire pole like I was answering a five alarm’er! I actually heard my ass go whump against his crotch!” I heard my Master suck in his breath like he hadn’t expected such a fast mount. “Son of A bitch! ! That was one hell of a mount, Cowboy! Send the rest home, you got the part! O.K. Little Beaver, show me how good a wrangler you are. You ride my old cayuse for a while for pleasure, stretch the saddle, get your little ass broken in for the ride! You ride my horse until there’s no fight left in that little ass! I want it open and free to take all of me and let me into your secret place, that part every slave-boy reserves for his special Master, only Men who know how to demand it ever get! When I feel it, you’ve let me in there, and you’re giving me the good stuff, I’ll let you know when it’s time to ride him to the barn! Then don’t spare the leather Cowboy!” “Yes Sir, Babe! I promise, I won’t let you down!” “Babe?” “Yes Sir! That first night we were together,” I explained as I took a couple of good long strokes on his shaft, “you told me you were going to split my ass like Paul Bunyan with a big ax.” “Yeah, I remember that .....oouuoo shit! That feels good Son! Hit that spot again, ah yes, that’s it a little longer on that stroke......damn that’s fine, boy! There’s some good fucking in that little ass!” “Once you shoved it in I thought Paul Bunyan’s ax hell, it’s his Goddamned Giant Blue Ox!” “Babe?!” “Yes Sir! Ever since I’ve thought of you in my heart as my Big Giant Blue Ox, ‘ Babe!’ And the way it feels right now Master it wasn’t a misnomer! And you’ll have to admit you have been a bit ‘blue’ lately!” I looked into his steel gray eyes and tears were forming! I took another three or four good swift strokes pulled almost off and slammed my ass back down on him hard. Fuck he felt good! “Hunker down on Babe, Little Beaver, and let your old Giant Blue Ox make a little love to you!” “With pleasure, Babe!” I shoved my ass all the way to the base to park his sweet Man cock as deep in me as I cold get it, then leaned forward as his huge hairy arms enfolded me to hold me in his kiss. We kissed passionately and deeply for sometime and I began to move on him. I began to take small strokes and longer and deeper ones the longer we embraced. I finally broke from him and said, I love you Babe but Little Beaver’s got a job to do and he’s gonna’ show you, you hired the right Indian for the job! I began my ride on Babe, my Giant Ox! God it felt good to have him in my body again! It felt like he belonged inside of me. Like my ass was the perfect berth for his cock! I began to think how our relationship was beginning to bloom into one of mutual joy and appreciation for each other. He had become my animal! Not a pet! He was a wild, untamable(thank God!), hairy beast! He was my giant Ox that could only be controlled by the magic in my ass to calm this savage beast and even then, I knew..........the best of the beast would not only find comfort in my ass but would defy all laws of nature to claim it as his own! Then I would gladly give up my pseudo- superior status as wise ape and be consumed by his desire to possess his bliss. I was ready to be nothing more than seed catcher for my Ox! I was literally willing to work my ass off to gain that position. I must have been pleasuring him right as he offered no criticism nor suggestions as to speed, stroke, nor depth. His eyes were closed and his head moved slowly from side to side. I noticed certain strokes, longer, deeper would cause him to drool from the corners of his mouth, causing him to raise his huge arm across his mouth to wipe it away. He moaned a deep throaty sound that traveled to his cock and into my hungry ass that would build until I thought I was going to come from the vibration in my ass alone. I wasn’t about to come until I felt my Ox began his flow of Bull come in my ass. I tried to imagine riding him without a cock and balls. I felt my ass working on his huge cock doing my best to give it pleasure and thought, “It might not be so bad, I would adjust and eventually would live for his sexual needs! Hell, I’m willing to do that now even with my cock and balls. His sexual needs would quickly become my needs! What would it matter if I had a cock or not? I could imagine worse lives! I threw everything I had into my ride! I knew this ride was not going to be a trip around the May-pole! I was going to have to put out some righteous ass fucking to get this monster to give up it’s prize. I knew the feeling he needed from past fucks but didn’t want to give that up to him right away. Shit, I was having too much fun riding his big bull prick I didn’t have any need to rush. I was in the fucking seat! I could fuck myself as hard as I wanted! And did! I think he was a little surprised at the hard slams I made on his cock! Each one was guaranteed to make him drool. Finally I had, had enough and wanted to feel my rocks shoot while riding his cock. I got a good rhythm going and road him faster and faster, knowing after about five minutes of good hard riding I was going to relax my ass completely and let him into my inner Sanctum. I repositioned myself and started another good long stroke, fast rhythm run! I started at a good pace and built and built then relaxed my hole completely! He immediately felt it and responded, “Oh God, Little Beaver ride that fucking Ox to the barn. Take it on home Son!” “I wasn’t going to let him down now! I hunkered my ass down on his cock and even I had to admit that he demanded and was getting a spot I rarely ever had a man take from me let alone give. He was raw enough to demand it! By God he was going to get it! He was getting the best stuff as he called it and I felt his flow began. I yelled if I could get mine too? “Get it Cowboy you beat the eight second buzzer! He yelled back! Oh God! You’re gonna’ get it all Son, every Goddamned bit of it! Ride that son of a bitch Cowboy! Don’t let that Bull buck you off!” I rode him even faster and harder as I knew he was on the edge and felt his flow began! He felt my ass spasm on his Bull prick as he raised his hips to meet my ass lunges to give me all he could! I watched his eyes glaze over then roll back into his head and with his mouth open saliva went everywhere. I loved it! I could feel him pumping his second load, his unconscious load I named it, to join two other Bull loads in my gut! His and Dad’s! I was full of Man come! I was satisfied! I had worked hard for that last two loads and was damn proud to hold them in my butt! All this come in my ass over the last month was beginning to take it’s toll. I had never been able to grow a full beard nor mustache before. Now I was getting five o’clock shadows at three in the afternoon. My voice had deepened and I was growing a lot of new hair on my chest! And I could swear my damn dick had gotten a little larger! I knew my balls were hanging lower. I could feel them banging around in my Coveralls! That’s the only thing I’d hate to not feel if my Master removed them. It sort of gave me my own masculine identity. Nevertheless, if my new Master, no matter whom that may be, wanted them removed , would not be questioned! “Thank you Master! Babe! For letting me ride the Giant Blue Ox! Your slave needed to give that to you to prove how much he still loves you! And God as my witness I do Master” “Well, Little Beaver, you’ve won my heart for the second time! No more games! I won’t hold my love back any more and I know you won’t!” “Your right Master! Let’s take every opportunity to share our love for each other when ever we can. We both know how the immediate future is going to turn out but I can’t give you up right now. I know I’ll eventually have to but we can get in some damn fine lovin’ ‘till then.” “I agree! I know I’ve lost you due to my own stupidity but I can at least have your love through training. Maybe it won’t be so hard for me knowing we part with the same love for each other? And another thing Beau! I’m not the least bit jealous of your love for Earl! I’m remorseful it couldn’t be me! However, if you truly love someone you would want them to be with the best person you could imagine and Earl is that Man for you! I know he will give you more than you need and will love you as much as any Man could. I can all ready see that in him when he dropped by the other afternoon. He is a man in love! His whole person glows with a new aura! I would have never paid him a second notice as a Cop or whatever until the other day when I saw a Man in bloom. I will have to say his new persona made old Babe start to drip. You are responsible for that and I would never stand in the way nor beg you to reconsider! Just let me love you while we have the time together and I will go my way and not ask for more.” “Well, my big Oxen Master, How could I deny you something I so very much need and want myself! I think I’m growing up Master! I won’t deny the love I have for Master Earl but neither will I deny the love I have for you. I just thank God we had this evening together and dropped our fences. I knew you cared about me but I never thought it was as much as I cared for you!” “Come on slave-boy, let’s take us to the shower and clean each other! Then I’ll bring you back to bed and drown you in my love!” “I couldn’t think of a better way to go Master! I would humbly submit to more of your torture! The last couple hours of it has been pretty damn fine!” I laughed as we headed for the shower. Ever take a shower with a Giant? Well, not much of the water gets on you! The top of my head came to just below Big Jim’s pecs. I’m just at 5'11" and he has to be two and a half to three feet taller than I am. It is fun cleaning one of them! Damn there’s just so much to wash. It’s like trying to wash a diesel truck and he has to sit down in the shower so you can reach the top. He did let me stick my finger up his butt to clean him out. Turned him on too! Ah but when you get to wash old Babe I defy any normal queer not to want to take a hit off it! And so I did and ended up with the big giant Ox up my butt again. Man this Giant is a fuck machine! I got fucked the third time that evening and shot one more time myself. I was exhausted! By the time the big fellow got me washed off and toweled dry he had to carry me into bed. The last thing I remember was him kissing me all over my face and me turning my head to meet full mouth for one last deep kiss. Then the lights went out. I woke up once during the night in his massive arms and wiggled loose and move to his crotch. There I found the sleeping bull and just took the head in my mouth and fell back to sleep. I awoke the next morning with something filling my mouth. The sleeping bull had awakened. I felt a huge paw gently caress my head. I gently sucked on the head sticking my tongue in the piss slit. We lay there together and I felt my Master work just a little down my throat. Oh God, he wants to give me his morning piss, I relaxed and took a little bit more myself. I sucked and massaged and felt him feed me a little more. I immediately took some more until I knew it was far enough I didn’t have to swallow. I reached behind each of his ass cheeks and pulled just a bit more down my throat and gently squeezed his right cheek to let him know I was ready to receive. “It’s strong morning piss Son! You sure you want it?” I just squeezed a little harder again. “That’s why I love you boy! You know how to please a Man! You should want his piss when ever you can get it and I’m beginning to believe you love mine! Here it comes Son!” Damn it was hot and fine filling my belly up. He was right! It was strong and flavorful but I didn’t get to taste that much. Only drops of it as I withdrew and licked him clean.” We got up and I help dress him, putting those huge boots right in my crotch as he pretended it took him a little more effort and had to press pretty hard on my cock and balls to get them on. I loved him for that! Felt good! Jeb had just hollered to us that Breakfast was on the table. We descended the stairs talking and laughing with each other. “God, you two are like two prepubescent school boys that just discovered jacking each other off!” “Well, let’s say we just re-discovered it!” Master Jim tossed off laughing . I laughed too. “Actually, that’s good to see in the both of you! You look like you got some things off your minds last night and I see Jim didn’t have to go to the head this morning!” I blushed and Master Jim winked at me, as Master Jeb threw back his head in laughter. “Good for you, Jim! Training the boy right! Well done!” “Your right Jim! He does look better without that harness on! If you order him not to jack off, he won’t! I know Beau that well by now!” “You mean Little Beaver?” Master Jim laughed. “Little Beaver, huh? I suppose that makes you Red Ryder?” Master Jeb said raising an eyebrow. “Nope! I’m Babe, the Giant Blue Ox!” “As in Paul Bunyan’s Babe?” “The very same!” “Fits! Both of them! Yep! They fit!” We all had a good laugh. The telephone rang. Master Jeb went into his office to answer. I couldn’t hear his conversation as Master Jim and I were engaged in conversation. He came back in the kitchen as we were finishing our coffee. “That was Jake!” I turned white. “He wanted to come by for a few minutes to see you Beau and I told him it would be all right. Did you talk to Jim last night?” “He told me a little about what happened but I didn’t think it was bad or couldn’t be repaired.” Master Jim lied to Jeb and winked at me behind Jeb’s back. “Maybe it’s best if he comes by and the two of them can clear the air.” Said Master Jeb “You want to share with me what happened? Beau?” “Well, Master as I told Master Jim, I don’t really know! It was as if he didn’t know whether he wanted to be my Master or my Dad! He whipped me until I passed out! I’m not mad at him for that! I gave him the right and was flattered that he felt comfortable enough to do it. But it confused me, because right after I came to he made the best love to me we had ever had. He left without saying much and I felt devastated! I’m not real sure why!” “I’ve seen this sort of thing happen to new Masters that get carried away with their new powers and hurt someone mentally or physically. Being a good Master is a learned thing and becomes better through maturity. Some one who’s been a Master for years would rarely hurt anyone. It just doesn’t get you what you want from a slave in the long run. I think he may feel really bad Beau and wants to set things right between you.” “I feel the same Beau!” Master Jim said softly grabbing my hand. “Should I throw some clothes on Master?” I asked Master Jeb. “What do you think Jim?” Master Jeb deferred to Big Jim. “Look in the hall closet, there, Beau, we have about ten guest bathrobes for visitors. Grab one of those!” I went to the closet and found one that would fit and put it own. “That’s good! Thanks Jim!” Said Master Jeb.
The doorbell rang and Master Jeb went to answer. I was nervous as a cat! I don’t know why! I hadn’t done anything I could think of that was bad! Master Jeb returned with Dad who saw me and smiled. I smiled back and nodded! “Do you want to be alone Jake? You two can head fo the Dungeon or my office!” “No Thanks! Master Jeb what I have to say to Beau I need to say in front of all of you! Come here Son!” He held his arms out to me and I flew into them. Dad started crying and I held him and comforted him. “It’s all right Dad! Don’t cry! I love you!” He got himself together and spoke, “No Beau! It’s not all right! I was an asshole last night and it’s a side of me I have worked hard to leave behind! You didn’t deserve what I did to you! You only deserve my love! I just got carried away with the Master thing and I realized I don’t want to be your Master I’ll settle for being your Dad!” “Actually Dad you whipped my ass pretty damn good but I’d rather have you as my Dad! Jake, you mean the world to me and I think I don’t want to think of you as just one of my Masters. You’re my Dad! They’re not! That doesn’t mean I won’t obey my Dad’s commands or wishes as if you were one! I’ve learned a lesson too! I won’t ever refer to you as Master again, your Dad!” Then Dad did something he had never done before, in front of Master Jeb and Jim, he kissed me dead on the mouth! What did I do? I giggled! I held him close and said each word one at a time to make a strong point ,“Don’t ever do that again!” and we both fell out laughing. “Sounds like a real Son to me Jake!”Said Master Jeb. “Only a real Son would tell his Dad that!” “That’s fine with me! That’s what I wanted to hear! And I won’t ever do that again but you got my meaning!” “Loud and clear, Dad!” “Coffee Jake?” Master Jeb asked . “I’ll have a cup then I have to run. I’m sorry to interrupt your morning but this was bothering me too much. I had to tell Beau how sorry I was that his Dad was a major asshole!” “No problem! Glad you came by! Those things don’t need to sit around and fester in people!” “Dad you haven’t met Master Jim! Jake Raggazzi, Jim Johnson. The two men shook hands! “Jim must be the Giant you’ve been telling me about! You didn’t lie about how big he is! I would never want to piss him off!” We all laughed. “I just call him Babe!” I said winking at Big Jim and laughing. Dad stayed for his one cup of coffee and then had to leave. I saw him to the door and we hugged again! “Thanks for understanding and forgiving this old asshole Beau! I promise I will never hurt you again!” “I know you won’t Dad! I love you!” “I love you too, Son!” I felt on top of the world! Not to be missed by my Two Masters. I helped clean the table and put things away. Glad to get that bathrobe off! “Master Jeb, if you don’t have anything for me to do in the next few minutes I would ask your permission to talk with Master Jim about something.” “Go ahead! I’ve nothing immediate planned. Later this afternoon we need to sit down and talk and I’d like Jim to join us if you will ask him for me. Another thing, you don’t have to ask my permission to go to Jim for anything while you’re in the house. His door is always open to you and I expect you to take advantage of that! I know you understand!” and he winked at me. The old Devil knew what was going on! I ran up the stairs and gently knocked on Master Jim’s door. “Come in Boy!” I walked in and saw him in the chair he was in last night looking out the window. This time I didn’t hold back ! I moved to my knees in front of him and kissed each one of his big boots and then hugged my face up against them and held his legs tight! “This is what you need Master! Someone who would worship at your feet! Master, your slave loves you and will no longer hold back anything from you!” He smiled down at me. “Get up here in my lap Little Beaver and let Ox pet you for a while!” I did as he ordered. He brushed his lips against my cheek and ran his paws over me bringing old eight to attention. “I must have some effect on you Son and you on me! Feel that!” He moved my hand to his crotch. The old Ox was rock hard! “But you’ve got something on your mind you need to talk about!” “Yes Sir! But first, thanks for covering my ass at breakfast! I owe you a blow job for that!” “Throw in an Ox ride and we’re even!” “You got it Master! Anyway, I was wondering about something and didn’t want to ask Master Jeb although I’m sure he would tell me! I would trust your opinion about this one thing more than his right now.” “What would that be, pretty slave-boy?” “You knew Wes really well because he was your nephew! Did Master Jeb share with you my relationship with Wes?” “Yes, I know most of it! You were lovers in Nam. You save his life and six other guys!” “Yes Sir, but did you ever have an opportunity to examine Wes after his operation.” “Yes, Earl left him with Jeb and me several weekends when he had to do some police thing and couldn’t have Wes around. I asked Earl’s permission to try it out! Wes was so quiet most of the time I never knew he had always wanted to try ME on! I remember really getting into it and we shared some pretty hot sex. He was a damn fine fuck and came every time like clockwork the same time I did! I understood why Earl liked it so much. It was fun to eat out afterward too! That would really torture Wes and send him ‘round the bend.” “So would you say you liked it as much as fucking ass?” I asked. “Damn fine! I some ways better! When his internal erection occurred it would make the channel smaller and tighter until it was like a fist clamped on to your cock and it took a hell of a lot of lubricant to keep a smooth fucking motion. I’ve had Allen too if that’s your next question!” “I just heard about Allen from Billy and Oscar!” “I think I see where this is going! If a Master would want to remove everything would it be bad to ask if he would consider making it into another hole? At one time I would have said no! A man should remain a Man even though he gives up his genitals for his Master! Now I don’t feel that way. Wes and Allen remained very masculine Men! They weren’t changed into women just because they had an extra hole to fuck! They did not do any female hormone therapy and retained their testicles in their body cavity. It became a male fuck hole with them and everyone who went with them never treated them as if they were cunts. They were Men having very unusual sex with other Men! If I were your Master and you asked me to consider your request knowing you were going to lose them I would really have to think about it but would probably grant your request. I know Earl loved it! Wes use to complain his ass didn’t get much attention after the operation! Wes’s was better than Allen’s but Allen was so damn small I never thought he could hold all of me. But surprised the hell out of me! Took it all and begged for more! Now, knowing you and your need to give, it would be the perfect change for you, if, and only if, your Master was going to have everything removed!” “If it should happen that you and I can one day be together would you consider that request if I asked?” “Well, that would presume I wanted to have your cock and balls removed! I may not want that from you! I have changed my mind about a lot of things since I fell in love with you Beau! If you signed a contract with me giving me that power why would I arbitrarily want to use that power? I took Scout’s because I thought it was something he really needed to give me, because he felt he was holding back! I thought at the time it would be the answer I was looking for! It helped but wasn’t the answer! Now, if you asked to have a change because it was something you felt you truly needed to do for me, I would consider it. I’m not saying I would allow it to be done! I’m just saying I might consider it!” “I’ll tell you this Beau! I wouldn’t take on another slave unless he signed my contract unconditionally! There isn’t too many out there that would be willing to do that! I know you would! I somehow knew that the day I first met you that you would do that for me! It’s like you said last night, you aren’t totally committed to being a slave if you don’t! I need that commitment and I no longer apologize for it! Does that answer your questions Son?” “Yes Sir! You think exactly the same way as Master Earl and I never considered the passion behind such a commitment until he explained how he felt about it one evening to Billy, Oscar, and me. I wanted to ask if it would seem insincere for a slave who has committed himself to what ever his Master requires to request that consideration or would it seem like he was trying to get out of his original commitment? “I suppose it would depend on the Master! For a slave to ask a Master to consider anything is not inappropriate nor impolite if requested respectfully and with humility. His Master doesn’t have to grant the consideration and may not if it’s been discussed many times before and the slave knows how the Master feels! I do know several Masters out there that will not even bid on you unless you have agreed to sign an unchallenged contract! If they win you in the bid you will not see the inside of your new home before a trip to the cutter! Many consider a slave does not fully become a slave to give them total control until their genitals have been removed. Then they are carefully cared for and trained by that Master and learn that their only sexual need is to be in service to their Master! The strongest bonds I have ever known between Master and slave have been those that the Master had his slave neutered right from the start! That way there was never any question nor struggle for dominance. The slave’s loss was a constant reminder of who was in control and why he must obey. He would be slowly conditioned to learn that his only sexual purpose was to please his Master! Master/slave relationships are rampant in the outlaw biker crowd. Mostly between two men but sometime a woman would sub for a man! There was no training or being led gently into a life there. I knew this one outlaw biker named Beryl. You think I’m big! He was six inches taller than me and out weighted me by a hundred pounds. His cock soft was fourteen and a half inches and two and a half round. There wasn’t a woman that could take him! Hear him tell it he was straight ‘till he found a little guy that could take all of him. He never looked back! He’d lost his little buddy in a bad accident they had and as usual the driver of the bike walked away with scratches and his little partner was killed instantly. He was devastated and didn’t even think about another partner, male or female, for five or six years. Then one day this good looking strapping hunk of a man joined the group from another outlaw club. He was straight arrow and didn’t mind letting everyone know. He was a real heartbreaker with the ladies. He had a beautiful body a good size cock and knew how to talk some shit. He’d have a new good looking old lady on the back of his bike every other month. I had noticed old Beryl giving him the eye but he never said anything. One night we were just relaxing and shooting the shit pulling on a bottle of Wild Turkey I had bought in town and Beryl and I found ourselves alone. Beryl knew I preferred Men in a Master/slave relationship and began to ask me a few questions! To my surprise he opened up to me about his little buddy and I think it was the first time he’d talked about him since he was killed. I could tell it was eating him up to talk about it but it was something that had to come out and I was someone who would understand and be a good listener. He told the story of picking this kid up hitch hiking on a back road in Texas. He told the Kid that he would give him a ride but he could only take what he could carry in his pockets and roll in a blanket to fit behind him on the bike! He told him he had a big dick and would fuck him! If he agreed to that he would take him where ever he wanted to go! The Kid told him his Dad use to fuck him that’s why he was running away from home because Dad had hurt him! Beryl said he stopped his engine got off his bike and took the Kid in his arms and promised him while he was with him, no man would ever hurt him again. Yes, he would fuck him but he would not hurt him! He would soon learn to love having Beryl inside of him! The Kid fell head over heals in love with Beryl. He couldn’t get enough of Beryl’s cock and would do anything for Beryl. All Beryl had to do was snap his fingers and the Kid obeyed. According to Beryl never once in the eight years they rode together did the Kid ever question something Beryl told him to do. Beryl would loan him out to his buddies. Only the ones Beryl knew wouldn’t hurt nor abuse the Kid. If they just wanted a blow job or a good hot piece of Boy Butt they came to Beryl. Don’t get me wrong! It wasn’t free! Beryl made good money off the Kid and after the Kid got broken in to pleasing a Man, he was in big demand. Beryl was a proud pappa and made sure he fucked the Kid and made love to him at least once a day. The Kid was literally in Hog heaven! It may have seemed to the outside world that the Kid was just a whore to these bikers but that wasn’t so. Beryl was his undisputed owner, master, pappa, and lover. The other guys treated the Kid like a little brother. He had a huge family that just also happened to be the roughest, meanest son’s of bitches normal society considered them to be! They would even court him and buy him little trinkets to get special sexual favors from him. They took care of him and he took care of them. You have never seen a more sad group of Men than the three clubs that attended his funeral. They all got roaring drunk and raised all kinds of hell in their grief for themselves and Beryl! But that had been six years ago and now Beryl was letting it all out. I held him long into the night until the big Man just couldn’t cry anymore and got the hiccups. Well, something snapped in Beryl that night and the next afternoon he patted this new biker, Blaine, on the butt and asked him when he could drop by his tent to fuck him. Blaine went postal and was going to take Beryl on! All the other bikers just laughed and told him you better just grease up your old hole because if Beryl wants a piece of your butt he’s gonna’ get it! They further goaded him by telling him Beryl’s dick is so big once he gets it all the way in, we could jack him off from the part that will stick out your mouth! Well, that just added fuel to the fire and Blaine came by our campfire and yelled at Beryl that he didn’t appreciate his advances and if he knew what was good for him he wouldn’t try anything. Beryl just looked up at Blaine and said “You know young Man, I know what’s good for me and I know what’s gonna’ be better for you! That’s when you learn to relax that good looking little ass of your’s, I ease my big dick way up inside you and you a let a real Man show you how good he can make you feel when he knows how to give you what you need! You are gonna’ get fucked, whether you like it or not! I’d rather you like it so it won’t be so hard the next time I want to come knocking on your back door! But you will be fucked! That was enough to embarrass the shit out of Blaine and he pulled a knife and lunged for Beryl. I’ve never seen a big man move so fast! He had Blaine on the ground, one boot in his back and the other on the hand that held the knife. He leaned over, took the knife from Blaine and told him if he moved he’d break his back. He took the knife and slit a hole in the ass of Blaine’s levis. He spit on his huge fingers and found Blaines hole and began to gently play with it. Blaine was calling him a fucking queer and pervert and other name. Beryl just kept on fingering his hole, getting more and more of his fingers in there. Every now and then he’d spit on his fingers and then some one handed him a little axil grease and he applied that. By now, Blaine had cursed all he could and just lay there as four of Beryl’s buddy’s took hold of Blaine’s hands and legs so Beryl could concentrate on what he was doing. He would talk to Blaine and tell him how much better his cock was gonna’ feel up there and he needed Blaine to raise his ass just a little so he could fuck him a little deeper with his fingers. Blaine told him to go fuck himself and Beryl told him that it wasn’t his own ass he was interested in. He could either raise his ass for him now or Beryl was going to climb on top right now and fuck him in front of the whole camp. Blaine thought about it for a while and I watched as he slowly began to raise his ass so Beryl could fuck him deeper. That was Blaines first introduction to slave conditioning! He was controlled! He was humiliated! And he was totally sexually stimulated. Beryl talked to him gently and told him how pleased he was with him and they’d be through in just a minute but Beryl wanted to see him fuck back with his ass on his fingers. He wanted to see how good he could use his ass. By this time Blaine new better than to say no and began to fuck back with his butt. The other guys in the camp were laughing and hooting at Blaine getting into having his ass played with. Then Blaine’s current old lady came around to see what was going on. She saw Blaine humping Beryl’s hand and got a look of disgust on her face and walked away. Beryl was satisfied for the evening and told his buddy’s to let Blaine up. Blaine sprang to his feet and took a swing at Beryl calling him everything but a white Man. Beryl sidestepped the swing and grabbed Blaine around both arms and held him tight up against his massive chest. He looked down at Blaine and spoke, “If that was so bad for you Son, what is that hard thing between your legs that’s poking me in the belly! I can make it a lot harder than that when you have all of me up there inside of your gut making love to you! Then Beryl kissed him hard on the mouth. There was a hush that fell over the campsite that you could hear the horned toads fucking and mouths dropped open as Blaine melted in the big mans arms and began to kiss him back. Then Blaine started crying and Beryl held him, kissed him and soothed him for hours. That night Blaine got fucked by his new Master for the first time. Blaine kicked his old lady out and moved in the next night with Beryl. No one said a word to Blaine about his choice! They just accepted it and were happy for both him and Beryl! Blaine had a bad habit of sneaking off to fuck some new broad that every one in the camp would be lusting for. Blaine was so drop dead good looking women would throw their panties away for him. Beryl would find out about it and talk to Blaine telling him he was now his slave and he couldn’t fuck women anymore. His only goal in life was to satisfy Beryl. It got so bad Beryl told him the next time he did it he was going to have his cock and balls removed! Beryl had Blaine on an operating table in Mexico six months later and told him he had a choice! Either Beryl was going to have everything removed or the Mexican Doctors could build him a cunt. It would take several operations but the choice was his! Blaine asked Beryl if he was going to keep him for his slave. Beryl assured him that was why he was having this done so Blaine would become his total slave. Blaine opted for the cunt! It takes several operation to complete! It turned out great for Beryl. Finally, he had a cunt that could hold all of him! To every ones surprise Blaine wore his new cunt as a sign of his love for Beryl. He seemed to love Beryl even more for having it done to him. He just said he was happy someone cared that much about him to claim him as their own. Once again Beryl had himself a little money maker. Blaine would be ordered to pleasure one of the guys and if he didn’t do a good job Beryl would punish him. Not whip him or hurt him! He just wouldn’t let Blaine have any cock for several days until Blaine would go SO crazy the entire camp would come To Beryl and beg for mercy. Then he would order Blaine to strip in front of the whole camp and yell at the top of his voice how bad he needed his Master Beryl to fuck his pussy and he was so sorry he had displeased his Master and promise to make up for it. He would pleasure the guy again and treat him right , he promised! Then Beryl would drop his pants and snap his fingers and Blaine would kneel and kiss his boots then take his huge cock all the way down his throat and get it good and wet. Then Beryl would snap his fingers and Blaine wold jump up and bend over so Beryl could have best access to his hole. Beryl would grab him around the waist and sink it in one swift shove. There wouldn’t be a pair of levis in the camp that didn’t have a wet spot in the crotch! Beryl would then fuck him to climax and God help Blaine if he didn’t put his all into giving his Master the best fuck he could and put on the best show he could for the camp. Men and women! Loudly telling all how good his Master felt fucking his slave hole and would his Master please, please fuck him harder. Take more Master, I need more of you in me. Some of the guys really got turned on and would pair off and go fuck each other. Long into the night you could hear Blaine mouthing sounds of how good he was getting fucked and how fortunate he was to have such a good Master who kept his ass and pussy fucked so good! “If I wanted you to take them, because through discussion we mutually agreed it was something we both wanted, would you ?” “What do you think? Of course I would! In a New York minute! But remember, I love you Beau, more than I ever have anyone! Never think about nor agree to do something like that on a whim without asking my opinion or advice! I don’t care who your Master is at the time! Promise me Beau!” “I’ll try Master Jim but if I sign Master Earls contract I may not have the option of seeking your counsel. After all, I will be his slave and will have agreed in advance to have any modification he chooses. Would you want to have a slave you bought call King’s X until he sought counsel?” “No! You’re right about that! But Earl is not the kind of man that is going to require that on the way home! It’s something that may be discussed many times between you and you may need someone to talk to about it! I’m not even saying I would tell you to go against your Master’s wishes! (If you’ve signed his contract you can’t anyway! If you tried the group would force you to comply and that isn’t pretty!) It may be the best thing for the two of you and I may even tell you to be strong, brave, and do as your Master wishes. Let him have them! It certainly would not make me want you any less if later you were to come to me! Suppose, you and Earl are together three or four years and you get this itch to either give them to him or change your body for him! He probably hasn’t given much thought to it! All I’m saying is before you decided to talk to him or ask any Master to consider it, talk to me first and tell me where your heart is! That’s all I ask! Obviously, if one of the Masters I described for you a minute ago wins the bid, you won’t be given any option! You’ll have to go along with it and hope for the best! But I really think you aren’t that afraid of it happening anymore! It’s almost become a challenge to you to see if it did happen whether you could make the most of it and come out better than before!” “I couldn’t have put it any better Master Jim! You are getting to know me pretty well!” “It’s not hard when you love someone as much as I do you Beau!” “Buy the way, Master Jeb just said something to me that I thought strange! He said I was free to come to you any time I wished while I was in this house! He said I didn’t need to ask his permission!” “Really? Huh!” Big Jim had a puzzled look on his face. “Well, then we don’t have to sneak around, do we?” “No Sir! So ya’ wanna’ fuck?? We both fell out laughing. “I’d like to get you down to the Dungeon later this evening. I’ll talk to Jeb and see what he has planned. I’d like to beat that little ass of your’s and show you how it should be done. You’ll be begging me for more!!” “Do you think Master Jeb would let me call Master Earl just to say hello!” “I don’t know but get over there on my phone and call him. I’ll leave if you want!” “That’s not necessary if it won’t hurt you to hear me tell him I love him!” “Beau if you didn’t tell him, that would bother me! You’ve been honest with me and in some small way I’m pleased you can return Earl’s love. He has not had it easy for a number of years now and deserves a good slave’s love!” I dialed his number! “Earl Shaw!” “Good morning Master Earl! This is your humble slave calling.” “Damn Son! It’s good to hear your voice! I didn’t think I’d get to hear from you all weekend!” “Well, you have Master Jim to thank for this call. He gave me permission to use his phone and I am grateful to him! “You be sure and thank him for me as well. How is your weekend going? Are you having a good time?” “Leisurely, Master Earl! We just finished breakfast and I was sitting here boring Master Jim with slave questions.” “You listen to him, Beau! He’s a good Man and has a lot of experience and knowledge to draw upon. I’m glad you have a Man like him to help in your training! Give him my regards!” “I will Master! And Master....?’ “I miss you and I love you!” There was a noticeable prolonged silence on the other end. “Well, I’m sorry Son, that just hit me where I live right now and I couldn’t respond for a minute! God knows I love you to Beau! Don’t ever forget that!” “I won’t Master Earl! I better go and see if I can help Master Jeb. I’ll try to call tomorrow if Master Jim will let me!” “Thanks for calling Beau! It made my day!” “I love you Master” “I love you too, my slave!” I hung up the phone and had tears in my eyes. Master Jim opened his big arms to me and held me tight! “Master Earl said to tell you ‘thank you’ for letting me call! He also said for me to listen to you as you were knowledgeable and experienced as a Master and could teach me a lot!” “Well then, how can either of us help but love the Man!” Big Jim smiled at me. By the way, Master Jeb wanted to talk with me this afternoon and wanted me to ask you to be present. I would appreciate it if you were going to be around here to sit in. “Yeah! I’ll be around here most of the day! Now how ‘bout that fuck??” We rolled on the big bed laughing together! “You know Master Jim?” “What pretty-slave?” “The best of the beast comes through when you’ve got me in the sling! Now that’s a ride to remember!” “You like being fucked by a beast?” “Not until you let your’s loose on me! Now I’m spoiled!” “I’ll see if we can’t reserve the Dungeon for later. However, Jeb might want you to stay with him tonight! We’ll see!” Master Jim and I went to the garage to look at his Harley. He had been having some trouble with the carbs and I offered to take a look at it for him. I had done most for the work on my bike and worked on several friends bikes, several of which where Harley’s. I watched him crank the beast and noticed it was slow to engage unless the number one cylinder was exactly at highpoint. The timing and spark retard was off. After about fifteen minutes of tweeking, I had it starting first kick every time. Master Jim was thrilled and told me I didn’t owe him the blow job anymore, just the Ox ride. “Fuck!!” I said, “I could just taste that blow job!” “Well, Son, if it’s that important to you!” “It’s not everyday a slave gets to suck off a Bull Ox!” “Well, for fixing my bike you can suck me off twice, how’s that?!” “Now that’s thanks I can live with Master!!” I thought Master Jim would bust a gut laughing. “Master Jim! Could we ride our bikes out to the desert and I wear my leather pants that the ass piece snaps out and you ride me and the Harley down a very bumpy road?” “You’re not gonna’ believe this Beau but I’ve jacked off thinking of doing that with you! Sure, I’d love to try it! I’ve never found anyone kinky enough to try it with me but I should have known your delightfully dirty little mind would run in the same gutter as mine! We’ll do it the first chance we get! I’m wondering if Jeb and Earl have talked about you keeping your bike?” “I just assumed that I would have to get rid of it. I was thinking of giving it to Dad.” “Well, maybe not! Let’s ask Jeb at our meeting. If you’re going to work after training then you’ll need it for transportation. It seems dumb to just have to turn around and buy another! Why don’t you and I get up early tomorrow morning and you ride buddy on the Harley with me and we’ll take a short trip to this buddy of mine’s ranch in the desert. Well, actually it’s Beryl’s place in the high desert. He’s hardly ever there, he and Blaine are usually off touring somewhere, and I have keys to the place! You got those pants here with you?” “Yes, Sir! Almost all my leathers are here!” “Good! I’ll wear my leather pants with the cod piece so we don’t have to worry about zippers! By the time we get out there the vibration from my old Hog on your plug should have you just about ripe for a good fucking Harley ride! I use to know these two wild ass outlaw riders and they would ride everywhere together like that. They thought nothing of pulling in to a filling station and his slave would pull off his Master’s cock like it was the most natural thing in the world and didn’t everyone ride bikes like this?? What’s wrong with you people?? They took great delight as his slave would remount his Master’s big cock! The slave would go down on him several times in plain view of everyone then jump on the bike pegs, his old man would hold it ready for him and bamm! It would disappear up the salves butt! The Kid would get himself adjusted and his old Man would kiss him behind the ear, gun the engine and away they’d go! Many a young station attendant ran to the head to drop a load after a visit from those boys!” We both fell out laughing looking at each other knowing we would probably try it one day and that made us laugh even harder. “Say, Master Ox! It’s going on noon. Let me run in to see if Master Jeb could eat a burger. I’ll throw some pants and boots on and if you’ll ride me down the hill I’ll buy some burgers for us all. How’s that sound?” “Like a plan, Little Beaver!” I walked in the house and found Master Jeb laying across his bed. He didn’t appear to be asleep. “May I come in Master?” “Of course my slave-boy. Come on in, lay across the bed with me and let me pet you for a minute!” I did as requested and my Master began to pet me and play with me with his wonderful rough hands. It immediately made my cock salute. Then he held me in his arms for a minute then gently kissed me. He was such a hot Goddamn man! He reached down and fingered my hole and gently stuck his forefinger in and held it like he was taking my temperature. “Is Big Jim doing right by that little hole slave?” I smiled and kissed him on the cheek. “You know he is Master! You planned it that way!” “ Beau I knew I was gonna’ have trouble with you!! Not because you won’t be the easiest slave I’ve ever trained but because your one of the brightest!” Then he threw back his big head and laughed. “You’re also a delight, Little Beaver!” “Oh God! I think this one stuck!” “I love it! Suits you to a ‘T’! And a perfect name for Big Jim, ‘Babe’!” He laughed again. “Nicknames only come from the deepest love sometime and become very meaningful to people over long periods of time!” “Master Jeb, are you hungry! We are and I wanted to know if I could buy you a burger from down the hill. With your permission I was going to throw on some clothes and Master Ox was going to buddy me down the hill!” “Sounds good! Then after we eat the three of us will talk and then I want you to report to the Dungeon at 4:00 P.M. on the dot cleaned and ready for service. You old Master’s gonna’ tie you in the sling and fuck the snot out’a you. Then you and the Big Blue Ox can have it for the rest of the evening. You will stay with him again tonight! That won’t break your heart will it?” I was blushing, “You know how I feel about him, Master!” “I do and you don’t need to feel guilty about your feelings. I also know you feel as much or deeper for Earl. That’s why you called him this morning on Jim’s phone, wasn’t it!” I turned white! How the hell did he know? I was caught with my hand in the jar! “Yes Sir! It was! I miss him and wanted to tell him I loved him!” “You did the right thing, Beau! He called me not fifteen minutes ago to see if we had reached some decision about your work and I told him we would shortly. He just mentioned Jim was good enough to let you phone! He is a Man in love, Son, and I’m glad you love him too! No two people ever deserved to be together more than you and him. Your buddy Wes knew what he was doing! He’s easy with you right now because he is very much in love but have no fear that Man will have you the most well disciplined slave on the west coast! He will rip you a new asshole! It’s exactly what you want and need! A Man’s man that will totally control you! He will become the envy of every Master in our group and you will become the envy of every slave! I’ve seen him in action and I wouldn’t want to be his slave! That’s not to scare you because you need him as much as he needs you! Give it a year after he buys you and I will come to you and ask if I’ve made a big mistake getting you two together! I know you won’t lie to me!” “I never would Sir! And I trust you’ve done the right thing by both of us but I worry about another big Man that I love! I hurt because he’s hurting! He needs someone to take care of him! Couldn’t you find someone for him? I love him so much it would make me happy to know that he has a slave that takes good care of him! Hell Master , I’d even buy the damn slave for him!” “I know the Man, Beau! Trust me he will never fall out of love with you long enough to let anyone near him! You are not going to lose Ox! He is not going to lose you! When the hell will people just learn to trust me?” “I’m learning, Master! I’m trying hard! Sometime I get confused.” “Well, why don’t you and Ox go get lunch and I’ll have the table ready when you get back!” He grabbed me and kissed me, “You aren’t wrong to feel as much as you do for others Beau! Don’t ever stop caring! ‘Cause when and if you do , the world will stop caring about you!” I left and went to throw on some clothes in Master Jim’s room. He was in his room and I told him we were on for burgers. I went to him, put my arms around him and placed my head up against his big chest. He wrapped his big arms around me and kissed me on the head. “What’s this moment for?” He asked quietly. “Just ‘cause I felt like doing it! In keeping with our new ‘don’t hold love back’ policy! And I have a question for you?” “O.K., Shoot!” “If I bought you a slave would you accept him as a gift of my love?” He hugged me so tight I thought I was going to pass out. “You really aren’t holding back, are you? That’s a terribly unselfish and sweet offer and I won’t say no! Let me think about it! Or maybe I should say consider it!” “Well, that’s further than I thought I’d get! Please do consider it Master Ox! I would pick him out, buy him, have him cut, and have him present his genitals to you on a silver platter as he kneels at your feet and begs you to accept him as a gift from your number one slave!” “Will you stop that talk?! We won’t get out of here for burgers!” “Sorry Master!” “Come on Little Beaver, let’s go!” “You betch’um Babe!” End of Part X(A) Waddie Greywolf
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