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Trevor's Transformation, Chapter 10
Will and I hopped in the shower, still wearing the remnants of the session with Trevor. Trevor was still tied up on the horse in the playroom in the basement, left to contemplate his future. To the best of his knowledge, he was now missing his balls. During the play earlier in the evening, we put him under and made it appear as if we had sliced his sack open and removed his testicles, placing them in a jar which was then placed next to him when he woke up. Of course it was only for play -- I would never castrate anyone -- I lacked the surgical knowledge as well as the desire to do such an operation to anyone. But the play part of it and the mental punishment it was meant to administer just might have been enough to send a stern message to Trevor that I wasn't going to let him fuck around while he was under my watch and care due to his unwillingness to be an upstanding member of our community.
Back to me and Will in the shower. Although we'd both blown our first loads of the night all over Trevor's back and face, both of us were hard again and ready to start the next round of fun. As the warm water of the shower cascaded from the two shower heads in the ceiling of the shower, we covered ourselves with the relaxing shower gel and I began to use the blue poofy ball thing to lather up soap and clean Will's back, his cute ass, the back of his muscular legs, feet, neck, and the rest of his body. I took a little extra time on his cock and balls. With his cock now fully engorged in all of its nine inch glory, I couldn't help but take as much of it as I could deep into my mouth and down my throat until I nearly gagged. Will was moaning in pleasure; his face was pointed upward into the gentle streams of water cascading down from the square shower head. I could sense he was getting close and was not surprised when he pulled himself out of my mouth and returned the favor by washing me in the same manner as I'd washed his body. This time though, he washed my ass and hole really good and told me to spread eagle against the wall of the shower. He then buried his tongue deep into my hole, making my knees almost buckle in the intense pleasure my hole was feeling from his quivering tongue. His tongue lashing went on for nearly five minutes, and I could feel my rigid cock dripping precum onto my feet. He knew what he was doing to me, and moments later he stood up behind me and I could feel the heat from his hard and throbbing nine incher between my legs, the dripping wet head touching the back of my sack, wanting him even more. He was now kissing my neck, causing the passion to rage inside me. All I did was nod my head, and he positioned the wet head of his steel hard dick at my quivering, wanting, hole. While I don't necessarily consider myself a bottom, the first time I felt his huge cock inside me, I was hooked. The way he touched me deep inside is like nothing I'd ever experienced before, and so now whenever we're together, I become his bottom bitch and cannot wait to have his cock inside my hole.
What I love about Will even more is that he is not exclusively a top or a bottom. Just as I felt him getting close to shooting his massive load deep inside me, he pulled out and the void just wanted him even more, but I knew what was going to happen next. I had cleaned his hole well when I was soaping his body, so as he took my place spread eagle against the wall of the shower, I buried my tongue in his eager hole, giving him the same treatment that he'd given me. I loved rimming and thrusting my tongue inside him just as he had done earlier to me, knowing that momentarily he would want my throbbing, thick, and oozing with precum eight incher planted deep inside his ass. I was right. As I went up to kiss his neck and nibble on his ears while reaching around to find his perky nipples with my fingers, he convincingly begged me to fuck him, which I quickly obliged, causing him to moan with pleasure, despite the immediate pain my thick cock caused from the initial insertion. I rode his ass for close to five minutes just like he'd ridden mine, and just before I was ready to blow my load deep in his ass, I pulled out, letting the warm water of the shower and soap from Will's hands (and mine too) wash our cocks clean. As much as we wanted to blow our loads in each other's asses, instead I got on my knees with us still under the shower and let Will in as deep into my throat as his cock would go. After a few strokes and what seem like a steady stream of precum, I felt his cock get fully engorged just before it shot stream after stream of his sweet nectar deep down my throat. I desperately wanted to stroke my own cock and shoot my load onto the shower floor but knew better. Sure enough as soon as Will's spasm's diminished, he pulled his still raging hard-on out of my mouth, got to his knees, and started sucking me with such fervor that one would think his life depended on making me shoot my load down his throat.
I must say that being in chastity for the week or so that Will left me locked up definitely made me appreciate the ability to fuck and get sucked again. My cock had become more sensitive while being locked up, and every stroke of Will's tongue on the underside of my hard-on drove me close to and finally over the point of no return. As I felt the waves getting closer, I grabbed Will's head and forced him as far as he could go onto my cock. I could almost feel his chin against my sack, meaning he was close to swallowing my entire eight inches with no gagging. It felt so damn good being in his throat that I tried to hold back for as long as I could, but with every stroke of my cock down his throat, it drove me right to the abyss and over, the waves of pleasure cascading over me as wave after wave of cum flowed from deep within me out of my cock and into his eager throat.
My massive orgasm and ejaculation down Will's throat finally subsided, and he stood up in the shower, embracing me as our waning erections pressed against each other and our lips met as our tongues exchanged the remnants of our loads. We kissed each other for what seemed like an eternity but was more like a few minutes. Finally we broke our embrace as the once hot water was now becoming closer to lukewarm.
We stepped out of the shower and began to towel off. Now dressed in our white robes, I had considered going to the basement to check on Trevor but opted to lay next to Will as he was now sprawled out on my king sized bed. He had turned on the stereo system and was listening to smooth jazz. Our hands and lips found each other, and just as we had embraced in the shower, we resumed kissing and caressing each other's body. In mere seconds, the passion we had in the shower rose once again, and soon our robes were on the floor as we were now entangled in the white sheets on the bed. My hand found Will's cock, which was once again rock hard. I moved down to take him again in my mouth and just as fast as I took him in my mouth, he took me in his mouth. We sucked each other for close to a half hour, or at least four or five songs worth. We knew that our orgasms would be further apart now, which meant we could enjoy feeling each other's cocks in our mouths. I loved to suck him, and he loved to suck me. Finally, as we edged each other so our orgasms would happen simultaneously, the last loads of the night were now in our bellies. We kissed each other one last time before we drifted off to sleep in each other's arms, totally forgetting about a certain young man who was still bound to the padded horse in the basement. I did turn on the monitor so we could hear his every move and scream if it got that far. Thankfully for all of us, we had an uninterrupted night of sleep, for the first half at least.
Meeting Will, part one
I suppose you're wondering how Will and I met. We met while he was visiting my college roommate during our junior year. Jake and Will had been friends since they were kids, and originally both had planned on going to the University of Illinois, located in Champaign-Urbana in east central Illinois, but as the time got closer to commit to a school, Jake hauled in a lucrative engineering scholarship for UW, and decided to go here while Will decided to stay and study engineering at U of I. Both were from a small town in Northern Illinois called Rockton, and both were stand out cross country runners in their high school conference. Both were tall and lean, with strong and powerful legs that were perfect for long distance running. Jake talked about Will all the time, telling me that one day I'd have to meet him. Since I was a cross country runner as well in my high school and college days, it only seemed natural that someday we'd all enjoy a long run together.
Despite Madison being a very liberal city, I hid my sexuality from Jake. Unbeknownst to me, he hid his sexuality as well. We were roommates from freshman year all the way through our Senior year. During that time one would certainly think that we'd discover one another, but it never happened. We'd agreed early on that if we'd met someone, we'd never bring them into our dorm room. There's a bit more to that story to tell, but that can wait for another time. Our last two years of school we rented a house located on the city's near east side, just off of Williamson Street, better known as Willy Street. We had four other juniors living in the huge three level house. Jake and I had the two bedrooms in the upper level, which provided us with a great view of Lake Monona from our rooms. Even though we had our own rooms, neither of us broke the same rule about bringing someone home for sex. During those two years, I began to assimilate into the bar scene in Madison, and did have my share of fun, but still never brought anyone back to my room.
So it was in our junior year during spring break that I finally got the chance to meet Will. He came up to Madison to visit Jake during the first weekend of his spring break. I was in my room working on my project that was due at the end of the semester when Will got to the house that Friday evening. To say that it might have been love at first sight would be stretching it a bit, but as I walked out of my room and saw this tall, thin blonde haired hunk embracing Jake in the dining room below, my knees got weak. I thought to myself that "Damn, I need to hook up with this stud!" When Jake introduced me to Will, our eyes met, and it felt like his eyes looked into my soul and saw the wanting in me. Jake sensed something as well, as our handshake seemed to last a little longer than normal.
"Jake has told me a lot about you. That's so cool that you're going to be a landscape architect! And you're a runner too! You and Jake will have to show me around the place so we can go for a good run. I bet there are a lot of great places to run here." I agreed with him that there were and that we'd have to go running before he headed back to school in Illinois. Just as quickly as we met, Jake ushered Will to his room and the two spent an hour or so in the room before they finally left the house without asking me to go. They were leaving in the morning for Minneapolis to pick up a friend in the city before heading west to Colorado for a week of skiing.
When they returned from their trip to Colorado, we did eventually get the chance to go for a nice long run around Lake Monona. It felt good to get out and run on an unusually warm March day. Jake stayed home because he wasn't feeling well, more than likely from a week of excessive drinking in Colorado, is what Will informed me. The run was enjoyable, and after stopping a few times for water breaks and conversation, I could see why he and Jake were best friends from the time they were growing up as kids in Illinois. He left for home later that evening, and I was surprised that he hugged me after hugging Jake before he left. Something about him felt so right and good in my arms, but I tried to ignore it, thinking that like Jake, he was probably as straight as an arrow.
That summer, Jake announced he was going to Europe with his friend from Minnesota. He was planning to be gone the entire summer, returning just in time for fall semester to start. At first I was concerned about losing him as a roommate but figured he would either pay his share of the summer rent or sublet his room out. The latter was true, and Jake didn't let me know who would be the new roommate which sort of pissed me off until the Monday after Jake had left. I was working on my laptop on the front porch of the house and watching bikers ride by the house when a Honda Civic with Illinois plates pulled up in front of the house. I didn't pay too much attention at all to who was in the car until I heard a familiar voice call my name as he walked up the sidewalk. It was Will! He got an engineering internship with one of the larger engineering groups in Madison and would be staying in Jake's room all summer! I was incredibly surprised and incredibly happy.
What I didn't realize that early June day was just how much fun that summer would be with Will living in the house. The first weekend after moving in was Will's first weekend off from the engineering firm. He had asked me what there was to do in Madison, and I explained to him that there was an endless number of fun things to do both in the city as well as in the surrounding areas. He wanted to go for a run around downtown and see the campus first, maybe grab a bite to eat and then sample the night life later, maybe hear a few bands playing or just hang out at the house.
We did just that. We began our run at the house, headed down Willy Street, then ran up to the Capital Square where the Farmer's Market was in full swing. Since it was packed we cut down a side street and then ran down the middle of State Street to the UW Campus, the Memorial Union, then hooked up on the rec path that ran west on the shores of Lake Mendota. Our run took us past the Campus, before crossing through side streets and sprinting along the outer streets around the Zoo, the Arboretum, and then finally back along the western shore of Lake Monona which took us back to the house. The run was phenomenal. I felt exhausted, but totally relaxed and we were both drenched with sweat as we opened the door to the house. Everyone in the house was either gone for the day or the summer -- I think only two of the other four people stayed the entire summer. The other two paid for the summer months while they either went back home or had internships in other states.
"I'm going to shower, I'm drenched!" Will exclaimed as we walked up the stairs to our floor. Thankfully we had a bathroom on our floor that we did not have to share with the other roomies downstairs.
"Okay man. I'll shower once you're done and then we can head out for a bite to eat and see where it goes from there." I suggested, contemplating the remainder of the day and how to appropriately introduce Will to the nightlife in Madison.
"Great plan, man. I'm ready to check things out and have a fun Madison experience that Jake has told me so much about." Something about the way he emphasized "experience" made my sweaty cock stir in my drenched shorts.
While Will was in the shower, it was all I could do to keep from thinking about seeing him naked. A few moments later, my wish was granted. Playing back the scenes of him running alongside me shirtless, in front of me, and smelling his aroma as he walked up the steps to our floor made me hard, and quite horny as I laid on my full sized unmade bed waiting to use the shower. I must have been lost in thought because I didn't hear the water to the shower shut off and I certainly didn't hear the bathroom door open and didn't expect to see Will standing at the door to my room completely naked, except the towel around his neck, drying his straight blonde hair.
"Oh hey man, sorry didn't mean to..." Will didn't complete his sentence as my hand in my shorts stroking my rigid cock surprised him as much as he surprised me standing in all of his glory, his long cock nestled amongst blonde pubic hair and a nice full hair covered sack hanging low from the warmth of the shower and the day. "... I was just going to ask if you had any deodorant I could borrow. I sort of forgot..." the remaining words trailed off as his arousal became evident.
"Oh, yeah, um, sure. I uh leave my deodorant in the bathroom, second shelf." I quickly replied, pulling my sweaty, precum coated hand out of my shorts, leaving no imagination to the size of my manhood, now fully erect in my running shorts.
"Oh man John, I'm sorry, it's just that at our house at school we all were cool with being naked around each other. I hope you're cool with it?" What was I going to say? I didn't want to be a prude so of course I said it was fine and wouldn't be a problem, other than the fact that it only added fuel to the fire that was already burning in me for my new roommate. He quickly left the room, got my deodorant, and went to his room. I thought for a moment, then responded.
"Yeah, same can be said for me feeling quite cocky, I guess," I laughed a nervous laugh. "Look, we're young, it's gonna happen. Guess I got caught up in the moment. Must have been the run." What else could I say? I heard Will laugh as I went into the shower, purposely forgetting my clothes in my room. The hot shower felt great, and I completely fought the urge to jack off in the shower, driven by my past training as a sub. That is one thing my Master taught me was self-control. It didn't always work, but when I exhibited self-control and he edged me many times over the course of our session together, the result was mind-blowing. More about that later.
I repaid Will the favor of walking out of the bathroom naked, and of course I walked to the doorway of his room where he was relaxing on his bed wearing only his dark blue plaid boxers. I could see the head of his cock caught between his leg and the fabric of the boxers and asked him if he still had my deodorant. His eyes broke contact with my eyes and scanned my body, stopping to see my trimmed pubes, shaved sack and almost as big cock that was one quarter hard, pointing out at less than a 45 degree angle.
"Oh, sure. Here it is." He handed me my Polo Red deodorant and then laid back down on this bed, smiling an impish grin that made me smile as well.
"Cool, I'll get dressed so we can plan our night." I said, as rolled on the deodorant and put it back on the shelf in the bathroom. "If you need this again, I'll leave it on the shelf in the bathroom. Feel free."
"Thanks, man, I will." He responded, with a bit of a chuckle in his voice.
I went to my room and got dressed in a pair of black bikini briefs, as I afraid of having a perpetual hard-on if I wore boxers, a pair of khaki cargo shorts, and of course one of my several Bucky Badger UW tee shirts. Will emerged from his room nearly dressed the same, except he had a Packers tee shirt on.
"Whoa, you're a Packer's fan and you live in Illinois? That's pretty darn cool." I proclaimed as Will smiled.
"Yup, been a fan ever since I was a kid. You should see the glares from all of the Bear fans at school. I get ridiculed all the time, but people shut up and leave me alone once the Packers beat the Bears. I love it!" I nodded my head in agreement. I too hated the Bears.
We decided to hit one of the Thai restaurants just off of State Street. It was a place I went to almost every week when I lived on Campus. Will also loved Thai, so I felt it was a great place to eat, and both of us enjoyed our meal. After dinner we walked to the Memorial Union's Terrace and grabbed a few beers and a couple of chairs around a small patio table where we listened to a small jazz band that had just begun to play. We both sat and drank in the scenery around the Terrace as well as the beer and the music. The boats out on the lake made for the perfect backdrop to the humanity going on around us. When one of the songs ended, Will spoke.
"Now I see why Jake loves it so much here. I could get used to this, with all of the students and former students hanging around. This is awesome. Do you come down here a lot?"
"I used to come down here a lot when I lived on Campus. Now being away from it is bit better, but I still love coming down here to see the sights, if you know what I mean."
"Yup, definitely a lot of eye candy here," Will replied, taking a drag from his beer. "You gotta love the college life. I don't think I want to get out to the real world yet. I'm just not ready to give this up." A group of four young guys that all had UW shirts on walked by, and Will's eyes followed them, almost as if he was undressing them with his eyes as they walked by. I don't think he realized that I saw him, but if he did, he really didn't care. "Sometimes I wish I was like those guys, just getting started with college, still having all of the fun ahead of me, especially knowing what I know now." I nodded my head in agreement, then replied "Yeah, but just think of these times as just a start, and they can continue. I think at some point it will be good to get this phase of my life behind me and get ready to start a career and make lots of money."
"You have a great point there."
I went up to the take-out window and ordered two more beers. I walked back to the table, sat down while giving Will his beer and as the band started playing a song that featured the guy on the sax, two older men in their forties walked up to us. One of them I knew all too well. He startled me at first as he firmly put his left hand on my right shoulder.
"My favorite sub Johnny! How are you, young man?" It was my Master Joe and his lover.
"Master Joe! How good to see you. It's been a while!"
"Yes it has, young man. And who is this handsome young stud with you here?"
Joe never did have the best manners when it came to being discreet. The look on Will's face was priceless, one of surprise but maybe of relief or embarrassment? Either way, I introduced Will to them and right away it was easy to see how smitten they were with my new roommate.
"You should bring him by the house sometime. We'll hang out, drink some beers, see what comes up," he laughed loudly as he said, "what comes up". Will also laughed a somewhat nervous laugh, but nonetheless a laugh that showed he was politely interested. Joe and his lover Frank then gave both of us a quick hug and continued on their way. As we drank the rest of our beers, no words were spoken. We listened to the band for about fifteen minutes longer and then I proposed that we go back to the house, Will agreed. The beers had hit us pretty good, and to keep the buzz going we stopped at a corner liquor store where I bought a twelve pack of New Glarus Brewery beer which we carried home to the house.
"Hey, it's a great night for a little campfire in the backyard." Let's go in the back yard and I'll get it going." I suggested to Will and he agreed.
"I love campfires! That's so cool we can have them here!" A few moments later I had a nice little fire going in the fire pit that was just mere feet away from the lake shore and brought Will another beer from the house as we sat down listening to some music on the radio as we drank the beer. "So that friend of yours at the Union. He's, um gay, right?" I actually expected for Will to ask me about Joe shortly after we left the Union.
"Yes, Joe and Frank are gay men. Not sure if they're a couple, but they are definitely gay."
"That's cool. I'm okay with guys who are gay." I expected there to be more conversation, but it stopped there. I think he expected me to say something more about how I knew them, but I wasn't quite ready to out myself to my roommate's best friend who was quickly becoming my best friend that I just so happened to hope was, indeed gay.
The beer was tasting great. Around 11, I ordered us a large garbage pizza from one of the pizza joints nearby that delivered. They showed up around 45 minutes later and even hand delivered the pizza to us by the campfire. I tipped the driver and gave him a beer, which he quickly drank with us by the fire and then he was gone. The pizza was awesome, and a few beers later only two pieces were left. I was quite drunk and full of pizza, as was Will. So drunk in fact that neither of us could hardly stand. Somehow though, we made it to the house, up the stairs and to our rooms. I don't remember how long we slept the next day, but it was late. In fact, I was woken up by my cell phone buzzing. Surprisingly, it was Joe. My frame of mind was quite cloudy from the night of drinking and greasy pizza and with the notion that my new roommate might be more like me than first thought. Joe's call went to voice mail. He left a message that would be answered later. For now, sleep was the most important thing on my mind, and quickly it took over for a couple of more hours.
The sound of one of the roommates leaving and slamming the front door finally woke me from my day long slumber. No headache, just some muscle pain from the long run the day before. Surprisingly, my day long sleep ended at nearly six pm that afternoon. Had Will slept as long? If he didn't, he was quiet and didn't wake me. Naked, I got up out of bed and headed to the bathroom that split our rooms. Low and behold, there was Will, naked as well, enjoying a long piss at the toilet.
"Oh hey, sorry, I should have not just walked in" I said apologetically, still not used to Will and his free spirited nakedness.
"No worries sunshine. How are you this morning? Did you sleep well? Got a hangover this morning?" He replied, shaking the excess piss out of his cock as he flushed the toilet. After washing his hands, he walked past me, our arms touching sending shivers down my spine. "Your turn" he said, winking as he walked by. My cock responded and almost instantly became hard. I heard him chuckle to himself as he walked back to his room, but then nearly freaked when he was back at the door as I was trying to tame down my raging cock so I could pee.
"Do you want to shower first, or do you mind if I do?" he blurted out, his eyes totally fixated on my dick. I wanted to suggest that we shower together, but that was just not the right time to be so... forward.
"Sure man, you can shower. I have a phone call to make," I said. My bladder now empty, I washed my hands and walked out of the bathroom back into my room, my cock still pointing straight out, half erect.
He picked up the phone on the second ring. Prior to seeing him and his significant other Frank on the Terrace the night before, I hadn't been to Joe's since February. I'd known him since I was fifteen, and some could say the experiences with him would've gotten him in trouble, but when you're a willing participant, is it truly a crime?
"Johnny. Good to hear from you, and nice to see you and your friend last night at the Terrace. How have you been? It's been too long."
"Yes sir, I am well. It was good to see you as well. My apologies. I've been busy with school, getting good grades and keeping focused on what is important, just the way you taught me."
"Great to hear it, young man. I'm pleased to hear of you being focused on what is important in your life. Since I moved you along I've missed our sessions. Frank does not share our interests. Tell me about your new friend, Will? I get some great vibes between the two of you. He seems to be really into you."
"You know sir, you're not going to believe this, but we only just met for the second time on Friday. He's a childhood friend of Jake. I've told you about Jake, right?"
"Yes, yes you have. So you two seem to be into each other. I can sense these things, you know."
"Yes sir, I know that premonition you get. I remember how you felt about my first, Rob. You knew it before me. So you think...(and I had to speak quietly to make sure that Will was still in the shower) that Will is... like us?"
"Johnny, that stud tries to hide it, but his eyes tell it all. Bring him by. We'll get some affirmation in no time. If he doesn't run out of the house in five minutes, we'll know he's one of us. Show him the basement and if he doesn't freak, you'll have your new boyfriend. When can you come over for dinner? Frank is a grill master! How about next Saturday?"
"Um, sure. I will ask him and see what his response is. I'll let you know when I get his answer."
"Okay young man. Pleasure talking to you as always. We shall look forward to you and your boy coming over for dinner and fun." Joe always puts the emphasis on the word `coming'. I didn't realize it but talking with Joe and thinking about the times spent with him first as a sub and then as a Master to a couple of his new "boys" had me super horny and stroking my hard cock again. And now coupled with the thought of getting Will over to Joe's house to discover the truth about him had me about ready to blow my load all over my room. This time though, I did hear the shower shut off, so threw on my basketball shorts in hopes that my raging hard-on would go down. It didn't, but at least it was not nearly as obvious hidden in the basketball shorts.
Will made sure he did a repeat performance of yesterday when he paraded naked into my room to let me know he was done showering. He almost seemed disappointed that I wasn't naked but still was very proud of showing off his endowment.
"So hey man, I got a call from my friend Joe a few minutes ago, and he wants to invite us to his house to have dinner with him and Frank. Are you...interested?" I hesitated in asking, but boldly blurted the words out to him.
"Oh, yeah, um, sure. When? I probably couldn't make it during the week, but the weekend, I'm free and down for it."
"Yeah, he was thinking Saturday. Says that Frank is a master grill chef. So we'll have to see how true that is."
"Awesome man, I can't wait to have some good home cooking!" and more, I thought to myself as I watched his muscular legs and butt as he walked out of my room back into his room. Yeah, that Saturday was going to be pivotal, to say the least. But we'll save that for next time.
*** I was awoken by the sound of a very upset and angry Trevor/Skippy/Max almost shouting in the basement. It must have been around four in the morning. I was so tired from the events of the night that the last thing I wanted to do was to get out of bed. But perhaps maybe my sub wanted or needed something. I put on my Army tee shirt and a pair of gray sweats and headed downstairs. The smell of human feces permeated the air in the basement room where Trevor was tied up to the horse. It looked like he'd also pissed all on the floor as well.
"What the fuck, you piece of shit. Why in the hell did you shit yourself? Did you forget how to ask for permission to use the bathroom? Damn dude, stop being such a dumb ass, or I'll throw your ass outside after I whip the shit out of you again. So what do you have to say for yourself?" I asked, in a very pissed off tone of voice.
Trevor had been pushed to the edge of his sane mind, or at least the mind of his young self. For being a twenty or twenty one, he had been acting like a fifteen year old. Now, I finally broke him. Thinking that I'd cut his nuts off and left him tied to the horse all night after Will and I had whipped him and fucked him, he was defeated. Still, however, he needed to learn once again the art of respect and discipline. I was not going to let him off easy. He began to cry, sobbing almost like a baby.
"I am so sorry for my actions Sir," he replied as the tears and snot began to flow. "I just don't know how to not fuck up. All of my life I've been a fuck up and caused hurt and pain to my mom and now to you. You've helped me so much and I, I -- I still can't seem to get it right. I just think about fucking and now getting fucked all of the time. I can't think of anything else. I just wanna make something outta my life but I don't know how. I -- I -- I am begging to you sir, to please help me. You -- you can punish me as I need it, but I need to fucking grow up. I wanted to find a hot chick to marry and fuck and get some kids but now you cut my nuts off and I...." he began practically wailing and trying to suck air in his lungs that it put him in a state of spasms almost like young kids do when they're hysterical and can't get out of it.
Half of me wanted to untie him from the horse and hug and console him, but the other half of me, the Master side wanted to get the leather paddle and give him about ten cracks on his bare ass to get him out of the funk he was in. I warned him first.
"You need to stop your fucking crying bullshit before I give you something more to bawl about. You're not a kid anymore. I'm sick of this shit you're pulling of going out and fucking up." The tears continued to flow, and his sobs got worse. I grabbed the three inch wide eight inch long 3/8 inch thick leather paddle and gave him three whacks across his reddening ass cheeks. Each time he yelled "OUCH" but did not stop his wailing. Two more times. Now three. At the eighth swat, he finally begged me to stop.
"No more Sir, please! I will stop! I will do whatever you tell me to do! Please, I beg of you. I am ready to try very hard to be a good sub, a good pup! Please Sir!
I stopped swatting him. I wanted to fuck him again, badly. But I thought of Will first, and unshackled his ankles. Then I got in his face: "I will unbuckle you. First, you clean up this mess you made on the floor. I want it SPOTLESS CLEAN. Second, you shower. Third, you clean your pup mask and tail, I will leave some food and water for you in the kitchen. You eat, find a clean shirt, put your mask on and your tail in and get up to your cage in my room. You QUIETLY put yourself in your cage, lock it. Be ready for us when we come to get you when we wake up. If you truly mean what you say, then you'll do as you're told, and you will be ready to be put on the right path to becoming a good young man with a future. If not man, any deviation from what I've told you, and you're going straight back to jail and I'm done with you. And hey, maybe if you're lucky, your nuts will grow back. So what's your choice?"
He didn't have to think very long before he responded.
"Yes sir, I will do as you tell me to do. You are my Master I am your sub -- your pup. I will listen to you. Thank you sir."
I patted him on his head, unshackled his wrists and told him he made a good choice. Leaving him to begin his list of chores, I walked back upstairs, went the bedroom where my boyfriend lay sleeping. God, he looked sexy as shit. I crawled in bed, snuggled up next to his nice warm and naked body, wrapped my hand around his nine inch rigid cock and felt content, falling asleep but not before I heard Trevor's voice over the monitor exclaim with enthusiasm in his voice: "Hey! My nuts grew back! Thank you Sir!"