It WAS the best weekend jeff had spent in a long time. Max's sexual appetite was big, and he expected jeff to respond whenever he was ready . He explained to jeff that if things worked out, and jeff became his boy, he was going to have to learn to recognize when Max needed to be attended to. Max added that this was all just possibility, and in the future, but jeff would have to keep it in mind: jeff's sexual needs were going to have be put to the side, if they didn't coincide with Max's. That was a boy's job. Early on sunday afternoon, as jeff was packing up for returning back home, Max sat him down. After he sat him down, he bound his wrists behind him. "That's how you sit when you sit around here jeff. Either tied up, or as if you were tied up." "yes sir. I understand. " Max smiled as he ran his hand back and forth over the inside of jeff's thigh. "Now, a few things. First of all, in addition to calling me Sir, during sex, you may call me Daddy as well. " His hand moved up to jeff's nipple, and toyed with that. "DAMN I wanna take you back to bed, but it's gonna have to wait." "I'll stay Sir. I'll call in sick on Monday." Max laughed. "Nah. Not yet. For a lot of reasons. But alright, now, here's how this is gonna work." He grabbed a handful of hair from the front of jeff's head, and pushed it back so that they were in solid eye to eye contact. "This is gonna be hard, but I don't want you texting me, or calling me, or NOTHING." jeff looked disappointed. "KNOCK IT OFF JEFF." Max grabbed jeff's chin, forced open his mouth, and spat into it. "SWALLOW BITCH. THAT HAPPENS WHEN YOU PISS ME OFF." "sorry Sir. I didn't mean to. I was just.. well, disappointed." "YOU DIDN'T LET ME FINISH RUNT. I will text YOU. We'll set up a day late in the week for you to come over and spend a weeknight here. And then if we're still talking to each other, you can spend the weekend. ALL of the weekend, through Monday morning. Am I clear?" For jeff, who hadn't been with a man this commanding, this authoritarian, in his whole life, being away from him was going to be difficult. He squeaked out again... 'yes sir." Max smiled. "Now, look at that bulge. Look at that! You're getting hard again you pipsqueak. You're hard aren't you?" jeff smiled. "Yes sir. I am. Your ropes. Your voice. Your touch." "Heh heh. Well, maybe we can take care of that, because there's one more thing you're gonna have to do, but that'll wait." He pulled jeff out of the chair, and with his hands still tied behind him, he brought jeff over to the dining table. He unbuckled jeff's belt, loosened the pants, and when they dropped down to jeff's ankles, he kicked jeff's feet apart, as wide as they could go. jeff couldn't see, but he heard Max open his own zipper. He heard Max's breath as he drew closer, and then was leaning on top of him, his hand firmly around jeff's cock. "OOOOOOOOOOOH. Yes sir." He felt Max's dick head slide into him . He was still fairly relaxed from all of the fucking this weekend - this was the fifth time Max had taken him since Friday night - and it still felt good. So did Max's hand, jerking him getting him harder, and harder. He heard Max whisper into his ear. "You're gonna get drained jeff, and it better be as much as you can.. " "YES DADDY, YES. I'LL SHOOT MY LOAD FOR MY DADDY." Max smiled. GOOD. He was using the right words. As he began to get into the rhythm of taking jeff's muscular ass, jeff was moaning. "OH..... YES DADDY. YES DADDY. FILL YOUR BOY. FEELS SO GOOD. OH YES DADDY YES." As Max filled jeff, again, he was smiling. "This one may work," he was thinking. "He understands. No, he is NOT stupid." When jeff came, it was with a high pitched moan that amused Max greatly. "Fucking thought you were a baritone. Ain't that what you told me?" "I am Sir. But you make my high notes come out." jeff felt Max's arm around his middle. "Can I kiss you Sir? PLEASE?" "Can't deny my b.i.t. that." "B.I.T, sir?" "Heh heh. My boy in training. Now, b.i.t., look at the mess. You're not leaving here until you get it cleaned up. "YES SIR! Let me get out of my pants." Max smiled again. Yes, he was learning. jeff got down, and licked up as much of the jizz as he could, before he got wet paper to get up the rest. While he was cleaning, Max left the room for something. "Now one thing jeff. During the time you're away from here, you're not to jerk off. Not a drop. You think you can do that?" jeff gulped. "I don't think so , Sir." Max smiled. "GOOD. you're telling the truth. I've got something to help with that." He pulled out the cock cage. "This'll let you piss, but you won't be able to get hard enough for jerking off. We'll use it until you're disciplined enough to not need it. Eventually you won't. subs don't climax unless their Doms let them." "Yes sir." He winced as he heard the lock click into place." "Now get yourself fixed up again, jeff. Then, let's make this clean, and neat. jeff turned away. He REALLY didn't want Max to see him crying. He felt Max take the back of his neck in his big hand. He spun jeff around and again, stared into his eyes. "You're a good kid, jeff. You're great in bed, and you're gonna make a great sub. Maybe for me, maybe not. But being a sub takes training. That's what we're doing. A good DOM doesn't let you move in after one date. " He laughed. "Geez, we're not lesbians." He ran his finger around jeff's lips. "I think you know, I WILL text you. Just wait." "Yes sir. Thank you for the weekend. Thank you for everything." He could see Max waving to him as he drove off. When he couldn't see Max anymore, that's when he began to cry. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
jeff couldn't get the weekend out of his mind. He wanted to call Max so badly on Sunday night, but he knew better. Before he went to bed, he went on the computer to take a look at the website where they had met. "Hmmm," he thought, when he couldn't find Max's profile. He checked his own. There were 3 messages, none of them particularly interesting to him. He tapped the buttons to put his account into dormancy. Then he got into bed. He didn't put on his pjs, or gym shorts, or anything. His only sleepwear was the cage, and he fell asleep smiling, holding it.
Late on Tuesday night, he got the text from Max: "Tomorrow night. After work, but not later than 7. Text me when you're leaving, and DO NOT go home first. Come here directly from your office. Don't change, don't do nothing, but make sure you have clothes for Thursday at work. You're spending the night. We're gonna do my version of one of my favorite movies. Think Tom Cruise." The email made jeff smile ear to ear. He thought Tom Cruise was HOT. If Max thought of Cruise when he thought of him, well. DAMN. It gave his ego the boost it needed. He winced: his cock had gotten very swollen in the cage after he read the text. SHIT, could he hold out? He'd have to. Max had the key to it. "YES SIR understood!" jeff answered immediately After a difficult night of sleep, jeff went to work on Wednesday with an overnight bag. It was going to be the first time he wore the same suit two days in a row in a long, long time , but he didn't want to bring too much stuff, and he didn't want Max to make fun of him overpacking the way he did the first time. He packed up a clean white dress shirt, a necktie, and underwear and socks. If he weren't wearing a new suit the next day, he didn't need much. Then he eyed a pair of very skinny gold speedos in his drawer. Who knows? He got to a point where he could leave the office at 5:45, and he texted Max. "Sir... I was going to leave the office now. Is it ok if I come over?" He had an answer in less than 3 minutes. "Get your ass over here, b.i.t. " "YES SIR!" He jumped in his car, and drove off.
When he got to Max's house, he rang the bell "Door's open, jeff. Come in, stand in the living room, hands behind your back." He heard Max's orders, and he did what he was told. He stood for about five minutes before Max came in. He was shirtless, and he had chaps on over his jeans. jeff's cock banged up against the cage. Max walked over, very slowly, and smiling. He groped jeff's crotch, and jeff winced. "How's my jeffy?" jeff's broad face tried to smile, but the pressure on his crotch, hurt. "I'm good Sir. I hope you're..." He didn't finish. Max's lips were on him, and then his tongue was down his throat, probing. jeff thought this meant blow job time, and he began to get on his knees. Max stopped him. "Nope. Not yet. Got other things in mind. You remember Risky Business, jeff?" "Is that the one where he does the air guitar dance, Sir?" "That's the one. Strip outta your pants and jacket. Leave your tie on, loose. I want you to dance the way he did. We'll take it from there." jeff knew he wasn't a good dancer, so he blushed. He didn't want a smack across the face, so he didn't tell Max what he was thinking, which was that he was a terrible dancer. Max was sitting there, waiting for entertainment. There was music playing. When jeff had stripped down to what Max had ordered, he said "Well?" jeff started to dance, very conscious of his movements. Max began to laugh. He laughed hard. "You can stop jeff. That was unfair, but what's gonna follow, isn't. " He pointed to another chair. "SIT. Hands behind you." "Yes sir." Max got up and came over to him. From behind, jeff could feel Max's big hand covering his mouth. "My b.i.t. has gotta keep quiet tonight. Cause he's gonna wanna scream. "mmmmmph?" jeff wasn't sure what was happening, and then he felt the ropes go around his wrists, and a big cloth gag get shoved between his teeth. He was tied up, in his jock and dress shirt, with Max beginning to squeeze his earlobes. "You look so pretty jeff. So fucking pretty.. I bet your ass looks pretty too." "Mmmmmph. " jeff begin to whine a little. Then he felt Max's tongue at his ear, licking. Max whispered 'you want the cage off jeff?" jeff hesitated before he shook his head yes. "In a little while. You're gonna prove you deserve it." He began to rub his fingers over jeff's nips. Nice shirt. We'll get you out of it soon." jeff began to buck in the chair. He wanted more than he was getting. He knew he WOULD get it, but the cage for a few days, and this... he wanted it NOW. Instead, what he got was the hitachi, up and down the insides of his thighs. This was something new for jeff: he thought it was a dildo and he began to panic when he saw it. The vibrations were getting him more and more aroused, and when Max smiled, and touched it to the cock cage. "MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMPH!!!!!" Max laughed. "New sensation for ya jeff?" jeff was weakly shaking his head. "Heh heh. GOOD. Gotta keep things fresh around here. " He held the hitachi to jeff's crotch while he began loosening his necktie, and then opening his shirt. "Stop shaving your chest jeff. If you're gonna be my boy, shaving you is MY job . Every time I see that smooth chest." He put the hitachi aside for a minute and he brought his open palm to jeff's crotch. He smacked it three times. "I. GET. PISSED OFF." jeff tried to say "sorry Sir, " but the gag was still on. Then the hitachi went back. "So... you gonna put out for me tonight bitch boy? You gonna show me how long you can hold your legs in the air. jeff's head bobbed up and down, faster and faster. "You want the cock cage off, jeff?" More head bobbing. "Ok. Let's get it off and see how nice and big you are." Max produced the key and opened the cage. jeff's cock was red and soaked with precum. It shot out in front of him. Max reached underneath and grabbed jeff's balls. "I could just roll these in my hand until you shoot, jeff. Won't take long... But.... I got better things to do... " He pulled jeff out of the chair, and walked him into the bedroom. He took off the gag, and then untied jeff's wrists. "Thank you Sir... " jeff was breathing hard. "Thank you. Thank you." "Get on the bed, grab your ankles, and hold them." "Yes sir. Yes. " jeff did what he was told, and then he heard the tearing sound. Max was ripping a whole through his designer briefs. FUCK they were expensive. " "Next time, don't wear underwear. " jeff didn't see as he had a choice. "Yes sir. " He saw Max unzip his pants and release his own big cock. "Someone... is gonna get what he's been waiting for since Sunday night.." He smiled as he began to fill jeff's ass. "OH YES SIR. OH YES. OH I NEED THIS. FUCK...." "You diddle yourself with a dildo this week, jeff?" "No Sir. It's... it's yours. ALL yours." He winced as Max pushed in harder. "DAMN RIGHT IT IS. " Max smiled. "You took down your profile. Good boy." "Thank you Sir. I.. OOOOOOOOOH." Max pushed even harder. Then he felt Max's hand on his cock. "THANK YOU SIR. THANK YOU. OOOOH. OH TAKING CARE OF YOUR BOY. OOOOOOOOOOOOOOH." Max smiled. jeff WAS going to be his boy. He had made up his mind about that, but he was going to do this HIS way. He wiggled his cock inside jeff, which made the young man moan even harder. "SIR THAT FEELS SO GOOD. OH SHIT. OOOOOOOOOOOOH." Max stood up straight, and his cock dispensed jizz in an amount jeff just wasn't used to. Then he shot, and his own jizz was way more than he had shot in a long, long time.
jeff was surprised that Max got into the bed next to him, lay down and cuddled him. He ran his finger around jeff's lips again. "That was a good fuck, young man." "Thank you Sir." "Listen. I'm gonna start calling you boy around here. Don't get the wrong idea: you're not officially my boy unless I tell you you can move in and you get all of your requirements understood. It'll just make things easier. You got that?" "Yes sir." "Also. When you come by this weekend, you may want to bring a couple changes of clothing." "I can come by this weekend Sir?" Max smiled. I'm saving us both a text. You do the same thing on Friday you did today." He kissed jeff's lips. "Unless you ain't interested." "OH NO. I'm interested Sir. I am. I really am." He began to giggle because Max was tracing a circle around his navel, tickling him. "That means you're gonna get the cage back and wear it until Friday night. " "Yes sir, I can do that." Max ran his hand up and down jeff's torso, silent and smiling. "Sorry I ruined your undies like that. I just couldn't wait to get at your ass." He rolled on top of jeff and began nibbling at his ear. jeff squirmed underneath and began to moan. He heard Max whisper to him "You are just so fucking sexy." He didn't know if he had permission, but jeff threw his arms around Max. He didn't seem to object, so he held them there. Instead, Max pulled up his legs, and began running his finger around jeff's hypersensitive ass hole. "So damn pink and pretty. Almost like a little girl." Max brushed hair out of jeff's face. "You're no girl, stud, lemme tell you. You take cock like a pro." "I want more Sir. I wanna get better." Max smiled, wet his finger and began circling jeff's nipple. "Tell you what? Work on getting better at being a boy and the taking cock will come naturally. You just need practice at that. The being a boy part..." He smiled, and rolled jeff on his belly "That's gonna take some time." He began gently spanking jeff. "Thank you Sir. Please can I have another?" This was one jeff knew. He had dated someone who loved spanking him. How did Max figure that out? "I guess all boys like being spanked," he thought to himself. When Max was finished spanking him, jeff felt his tongue in his ass. Max pushed his hips up so he could get in deeper. "MMMMMMM. Thank you SIR. OH GEEZ . That feels so good. "Got my cum on it, and your ass juice. You're gonna kiss me now. DEEP. jeff gulped. He knew his limits would be pushed, and this was one. "Yes sir." He was less enthusiastic, but he took Max's tongue. All of it. "Good boy. Good, good boy. Now, we're gonna have to eat something. I'm not a bad cook, I'm not a good cook, so it'll be simple. You gotta put something on to sit on the chairs. I'll get you something. "I can wear this Sir." "No, don't put your shirt back on. I don't want you staining it." He smiled. "It's one thing if I ruin your clothes. That's my job. You gotta keep clean because..." and he smiled. "one of my boy's jobs is gonna be doing laundry." "Yes sir.." jeff began to think: how do I learn how to do laundry ? Don't you send it out?
He reached into his bag and pulled out the gold speedos. Max began to laugh. "HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. WHAT THE FUCK? You think I was putting you to work as a go go dancer or something?" jeff blushed. "I thought you'd like them Sir." "They're funny. Remember when I said you're not a girl?" "Yes sir." "Well, shit like this makes me reconsider. Get em off. Use whatever you were gonna wear tomorrow. We'll do a quick wash tonight before bed. " Max had made a chicken dish that night. With vegetables. He also had potatoes at the side. jeff was thinking "He paid attention to my weird eating habits. He's interested! " Max WAS very, VERY interested. In the days in between Sunday and Wednesday, he had done a little research and found out what there was to be known about jeff, at least publicly. He found all his running records, and a bunch of other information. The kid was clean, that was for sure. Not much of a life between running and work. Not a great scholar at college, but that was ok. When he got the records, he smiled. "Wonder how many teachers he put out for to get decent grades? " (the answer was 2). Max had been looking for a new boy since he caught his last one in bed with his (then) best friend. Carter had been a good boy up to then, but when Max thought about it, he realized there were signs he should've picked up: the longer absences when Carter went grocery shopping, the time he found the slip of paper with his friend's number on it, and others. He wouldn't let that happen again. That's part of the reason he was so interested in jeff. The young kid was "blank" enough that Max could read when he was lying, or at least hiding something. He smiled as he was dishing up the vegetables. He saw the look on jeff's face when he said he had to kiss him after Max had eaten him out. Yeah, that had grossed him out, and on the one hand, he understood. On the other, a boy had to do what the Dom said, period. "you don't have to eat the potatoes if you don't want to, boy, but you gotta take at least a sip of wine. There's an old saying "You have to try everything once. Even if you spit it out, you have to put it in your mouth." jeff grinned. "I'm not gonna spit out anything you put in my mouth, Sir." "Then just taste this wine. It's a good one." It WAS good. jeff didn't DISLIKE wine - he just didn't drink it because of the running. He took a big gulp. "WHOA. Easy son. I want ya sober for some late night play. Not drunk." jeff smiled. "It's just so good tasting Sir. I don't have wine at all." "Well, it's a staple around here, so you better get used to it. Hey, you know what I want you to do before you leave tonight?" "No Sir. Maybe suck your cock?" "Heh heh. Good answer boy. Nah, what I want you to do is write down your measurements. I'm thinking of getting you some leather, and I wanna make sure it fits nice and tight." The thought of wearing leather for Max got jeff suddenly aroused. "I'd be too honored to wear leather for you Sir." "Hey, it's no big thing. We'll start little by little . Maybe a simple harness, some black leather shorts." He grinned because he KNEW jeff liked wearing things that showed off his ass. "Your butt is gonna be just like a black peach in the shorts I have in mind." He paused. "How's your chicken?" "It's good Sir. Thank you for getting the kind without the skin." "Yeah, you're gonna have to start eating the normal kind soon, boy, but for now." Then he paused and pushed his plate away. "Ok, so part of a boy's job is doing dishes. I got a dishwasher, but until you're trained, you do em by hand. Naked. All housework gets done in the nude around here. Yours anyway. "Yes sir." jeff usually ate on paper plates, so he wasn't sure he was going to be able to do this. He tried though. When he pulled his hand away because the water was too hot, Max laughed, and gave him a spank. "Ok, Daddy's gonna show you how to do this. Now... Max focused on the dishes. He adjusted the water temperature, got some suds going, and then he looked at jeff, who was staring at him, not the sink. "What's up boy?" "I'm sorry Sir it's just... you're so fucking hot. So much better than the picture. And... watching you do something like that. Training me. It's getting me... well, excited again Sir. I'm still nervous, but not as nervous as I was." Max did something he rarely did. He blushed. But he also smiled as he began thinking "maybe six months was going to be too long." "Let's get the dishes done, jeff. Pay attention. Next load is all you. " They both laughed at the humor of that statement. jeff began yawning. It was 10. "Ok boy. You can get into bed. No worries. I'll be in in a bit." "You're not joining me right away Sir?" Max smiled. "A little early for me." jeff felt comfortable enough to tease. "How about coming to bed and see if I can keep you up." "I think you already did that boy. Max was feeling his cock rising. "Maybe I DO need that blow job."