A Tale of Two Subs

Chapter 10. Lots of unexpected information.

Catching up on Anthony and his nephew . . . Last we heard that Anthony went down to Barry's little apartment and knocked on the door. "Come in please," Barry calls out.

Anthony walks right in and sits down in his favorite chair. "Get me a beer," he says to Barry as if he's commanding a sub. Without a word, Barry gets a beer from his mini-fridge and walks over to Anthony. "Here you are, Uncle Anthony," he says, smiling. Anthony takes it from him and then nods to the floor.

Barry sits himself down looking up at his uncle, expectantly, hopefully. Considering the way Anthony's acting, he really hopes it's time and he's going to get his wish.

"So here's the problem," begins Anthony. "I've known you since you were a little boy and I see you that way, a sweet child. Even through high school I saw you that way and anytime your Dad and I spoke together, both of us would refer to you as `the boy.'" And I'm not into boys. Never have been. So you're 19 now, right?"

"That's right, Sir," answers Barry. He was raised to be polite and it's not unusual for him to say `Sir" to his uncle. Of course, tonight, he's really hoping that. . . ."

Anthony continues. "But now I'm aware that men have had you and most of the time they were Doms. So you've crossed a line. When I realized that older Doms I know have fooled around with you and they would never mess with kids. So I know they see you as an adult now, but since you're a sub you'll always just be a boy'. Or maybe we should say boi.' Different from a straight kid or a vanilla kid."

"Why don't you take off your shirt? Toss it up to me," orders Anthony, taking pleasure in how Barry obeys him without hesitating or questioning it. And for the first time, Anthony really looks at his nephew's chest. Really looks at it. Notes the couple freckles. The nipples with great potential. No trace of hair all the way down. Light faint treasure trail.

"Show me your armpits," he orders. Barry raises his arms and Anthony notes the light fuzz which he immediately knows has been shaved before.

"You shave your pits sometimes?"

"Yes, Sir. But the last time a Dom shaved them. Shaved all of me."

"How long ago?"

"A few weeks ago. Maybe a month even."

"what happened with you and that Dom who shaved you?"

"Not much. He was mainly into shaving. He spanked me a little but that was all. Never even made me suck him off. Strange, I thought. Actually I was kind of disappointed because I thought that since he shaved me, he would really be into domming me a lot."

"You can never account for what someone is or isn't into, and as a sub, you must never allow yourself to be judgmental of a superior. Sorry, kid. But if you really want to be a sub you have to start thinking like a sub. Understand?"

"Mostly, Sir, but it's hard to think that way when everything is so temporary and impersonal."

"I don't see that to be an acceptable excuse, boy. Be a sub. Think like a sub. Even if no one ever wants to have a crack at you, if you are a sub you should be thinking like one. It has to become part of your nature, and you're the only one who can make that happen. It's all a question of attitude. Do you hear what I'm telling you, Barry. Do you understand what I'm telling you?"

Anthony's given Barry a lot of wise advice over the years, so there's nothing new about it now except for the subject matter and the tone of voice Anthony begins using as he "gives orders to" not just like an Uncle offering some affectionate advice. A lot is communicated this way and avoids the necessity of having a lot of boring conversations about it.

Anthony has the upper hand here, completely. Barry has begged him to begin to train him as his sub several times since he turned 18 and Anthony has never said anything about it. Sure, his friends were almost all encouraging him to give it a try. His objection was always because of their relation. Barry is his brother's son. His brother gets annoyed as it is about how much time Barry spends with him. If he ever found out that Anthony was "using" his nephew—and that's exactly the way Arthur would have seen it. But now Arthur has passed on. That changes things, perhaps.

For the first time, Anthony is thinking of what it would be like to have a sub who's already in love with him, and he can use that love to both their advantages. He's had his full of frustration and disappointment with make-believe subs who put very little of themselves into it. He'd been with a couple he felt were adorable, but it was all on the surface when push came to shove. Damn! This is starting to look more and more appealing.

And then when Jonah pointed this out to him and was really encouraging this to happen—and Jonah should know because there's something emotional going on between the two of then, that was obvious. So anyway, that last conversation with Jonah tipped the scales for him.

And so, look how he's doing this. They are not having any discussions about this. No more talk. Anthony has decided to slowly get Barry to sink into sub space by acting. He knows how bright Barry is. He knows Barry's dreams for the two of them. And so Barry is sitting on the floor in front of him bare-chested and exposing his armpits to Anthony's inspection.

"You may not call me uncle' any more. Call me Anthony' or Sir.' If you keep calling me `uncle' it will keep me confused about what's going on."

"Yes, Sir."

"You will accept what I do. You will stop thinking about what you want and pay your attention to what I'm doing, because I'm doing what I want. When I want. You may not direct this from the bottom."

Anthony realizes he's talking too much. He looks down and sees that Barry is wearing socks but no shoes. "Take your socks off. Show me your feet." Barry smiles as he obeys. Then he rotates so his feet are right in front of him for Anthony to see.

"Hold them up. Wiggle your toes. I always inspect a boi carefully before considering him. . . . . Good. show me the bottoms, too, boi."

Barry does.

"that's nice. You can put them down. Fold them under you and sit back on them."

Anthony realizes that he is going to enjoy every exquisite ounce of this process. "Oh my," he suddenly realizes that he has to give Barry a new name. That will help a lot. No more nephew. No more Barry. This is a sub, and he's going to call it . . . . . . . . . .

"Listen, boi: from now on I will call you brat.' You will not call me Anthony.' Instead, you will call me Kent.' Brat looks confused. "I know, I know, it's the family name. But my brother is dead. And your name is Brat.' From this moment on, I'm taking `Kent' as my name and my name alone. Kent and the brat he intends to train as his slave. When I wish things to be this way. Otherwise you can be Barry for others."

"Yes, Kent. Thank You for the names." "I'm done with this for now. I'll only do this with you down here. Not upstairs. Not yet. That would be confusing as well. Complete break: that's what we need. Oh, and when you jerk off, start eating your cum if you're not already doing it." And with that, he stands up and leaves the apartment.

When he gets back to the main house he calls Jonah and Duke to fill them both in. They both own slaves. They can pass along that information whenever they decide their bois should know it.

Meanwhile . . . back to Luke

Luke was struggling a little bit about the whole financial question, but he was pushing himself because he really wants Duke to get invested in him as a potential slaveboy. When he gets to the location of his appointment, he surprised that the building was practically deserted. He knocks on the door he was told to report to, and a man dressed in denim and a black leather vest over a tight white t-shirt. Luke almost gasped because this man was a `10'.

"You're punctual, that's good."

Luke hands him the case with all the necessary information. "Here is what I was able to gather. There's really not much," he says almost as an apology.

"Do you have a small dick, Luke?"

Luke is shocked by the question. "Yes, pretty much." He almost says `sir.'

"And I'm sure when you're naked and other men see it you feel a bit embarrassed?"

"I try not to, Sir."

"You can't help the way you feel. It's embarrassing when you are seen a less than the norm in any situation. With your small dick, Luke, and with your small finances. See what I'm getting at?"

"Sir, I think there' more embarrassment over the financials than my prick," Luke admits.

"Fine. It doesn't matter in the long run. Now, Luke, exposing your financials to any other man the way you are doing is almost like being stripped naked, isn't it? Think it over if you have to." Damn, this guy has quite a way about him, doesn't he?

Luke chuckles nervously. "Yeah, it does seem like that."

"So then, boy, complete the picture. Strip naked and stand here before me. Naked body and naked finances. That's what Duke would want: so get to it, boy."

Red-faced and with a stirring cock, Luke removes his clothing and then stands facing this Dom, his arms at his sides.

"Good boy. So let's go inside and take a look at what you have to show me. You can leave your clothes back here. No one else will be here today. That's why I wanted this appointment to be on Saturday."

He leads Luke into the office. Very masculine, rugged décor. Luke can well imagine crops and whips and other such paraphernalia on the walls, but that wouldn't work during the week.

There's a small conference table in one part of the office and that's where the Dom sits and has Luke take everything out and explain it all. We can skip over all of that. Suffice it to say that Luke lives simply, can save a little bit because of low expenses and at least the hovel where he lives is subsidized.

After it's all finished, the Dom says, "This is fine. I have everything I need. You did a good job putting it together and presenting it. I'll put in a good word for you with your superior."

"Interesting choice of words with this guy," thinks Luke, almost expecting to hear some kind of advice or intervention. Nothing. "The purpose of this meeting was for me to get what you gave me, including the sight of your hot little body. Duke brags about how obedient you are. It's nice to see it for myself. Once I give him this information and any recommendations, I'm sure he will make whatever decisions he thinks best. You may leave now, Luke. Close the door to my office as you exit. You can get dressed again in the outer office. Safe home, now, boy. I'll be calling Duke as soon as you leave."

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