Secret Urges

Barefoot Run

Dave, a 13 year old eighth grader,  grew up before there was an Internet and only a couple primitive computers existed in the whole country so he could not Google or search JackinWorld to discover what was happening to him and the dark urges he felt.  It was before HIV.  It was a time when schools did not teach sex ed and before gay lib made alternate lifestyles thinkable.  Dave's parents  like many parents at the time would not talk about sex and he couldn't dream of asking about the urges he felt.  His eighth grade teacher was a good guy but not someone you would ask about personal things and there were no counselors or psychologists at schools then.  Because he was shy and a loner he didn't have friends he trusted enough to ask and mostly he was afraid that if he asked they would find out he knew nothing about sex and would make fun of him.

At first Dave tried to follow his preacher's sermons and ignore the temptations of the devil but all he could do during the service was stare at the statue being tortured on a cross at the front of the church.  He had felt the first swelling of his cock as he stared at the figure being tortured.  For the first few months he was afraid that those around him in church knew what he was thinking but gradually those fears went away and he began to enjoy this time in church when he could savor the idea of being helpless and being tortured by someone very strong.  

Dave carefully built a wall that separated the persona he presented to the world, that of a shy quiet brain aloof from any idea of sex while inside thoughts of bondage and pain that he knew he had to keep to himself alone churned in his head.  He lived with his parents in an old house with a deep dark basement with rough stone walls and only a couple small windows high on the walls and so dirty no one could see in.  One corner was closed off in what had once been a coal bin.  The basement had collected loads of tools and junk over the years; ropes, hooks, locks, chains, heavy iron weights.  This was the place where he could explore his urges sometimes after school but best when his parents went out on Saturday nights.

One of his favorite toys was an old heavy rusty chain and some brass locks that still had keys.  He would leave the keys on one side of the basement then strip off his shoes and socks and shirt so the only thing he wore was his Levis and then he would lock his ankles and wrists with the chain while lying next to the opposite wall.  He would lie on the cold stone floor imagining himself in a dungeon for a long time then would struggle to crawl over the rough cold floor with his chained feet and arms to the keys so he could free himself.  

The old thick hemp ropes had endless possibilities.  He soon learned to tie knots that would not tighten when put under tension. Being tied with the ropes gave him different but pleasurable sensations including the scent of the hemp itself.  He placed hooks on the wooden wall of the old coal bin and tied his wrists with loops at the end of the knots.  By standing on a box was able to  put these loops on the hooks so his arms were extended in a "V" then step off the box and hang there until the pain was intense.  He always made sure his feet could reach the box so he could move the box back, stand on it, and free himself. 

Once he tied his feet then lay on the workbench extending his feet so the rope loop could reach the hook.  It took several tries but at last the rope loop slipped over the hook and he let his body down slowly from the workbench until he was hanging upside down by his feet.  He enjoyed the sensation and pain for a long time then panic hit as he tried to get his arms back on the workbench and could not reach it.  He struggled until he was covered with sweat and all his muscles ached but he knew if he failed his secret life would be exposed when his parents returned. Finally he was able to grab hold of a pipe that was he could barely reach if he swung his body.  Hand over hand he worked his way up.  At last he could move his legs and slip the rope off the hook and let himself down.  This had scared him but also excited him.  He didn't know why his secret urges drove him to do these things they just did and this was the only time he felt really alive and especially liked the feelings when his cock grew hard.

A picture in a school book from a section on the industrial revolution and child labor caught my imagination and inspired a powerful urge to live out the picture.  http://rodriguez9-7.pbworks.com/f/mine.jpg A barefoot and almost naked boy about 13 or so was tied by a thick rope around his waist to a wheeled cart loaded with coal.  He had to crawl painfully on his hands and feet thorough a low dark passage in the mine pulling the heavy load.  The boy's agony aroused Dave and he relived this scene over and over again in that basement by stripping to his Levis, tying a rope from a heavy weight that he could barely drag to his waist then for an hour or more dragging that heavy weight around the basement until he was covered with dirt and sweat, his muscles trembled with exhaustion, and his cock was swollen and hard.  Sometimes he wanted to touch his cock but his parents and drummed into his mind that only evil boys did things like that and so his urges built inside him slowly and powerfully.

The back of their yard bordered a small stream that ran under a bridge and he could follow a narrow path next to the water that led under the bridge to a wooded area that was about a mile long with the stream on one end, a road with a steep embankment on one side, a river on the other side, and the other end was where the river ran along the embankment.  The only ways into this area were going under the bridge or climbing along the embankment by the river until you reach a small parking lot of  the rest of the wooded park.  This let him do things outside in the sunlight that he did just because he his urges compelled to do them that in reality made no sense. 

The shy loner began to play in my woods by running through the trees and open areas pretending he was an Indian.  He loved the feeling of just running hard with all his might.  After a week or so, he took off his shirt, put it by a tree near the place where to path followed the embankment to the parking lot. He always wanted to take his shoes off but was to shy but here he thought he was all alone so soon he was taking off my shoes and socks and leaving them with his shirt and would run barefoot on the paths through the woods and meadows in the sunlight.  He would run until exhausted enjoying the feel of the bare ground on his feet and especially where the path was covered with rough stone that hurt his feet.  He would return to the tree and put on his shirt, socks, shoes, and return home as the shy loner.

That day when Dave returned to the tree, his clothes were gone.   Frightened, he looked around but saw nothing then heard from the edge of the woods by the river a call, "Hey, is this what you're looking for? You better come and get them quick before I throw them in the river."  A muscular high school kid, wearing Levis and a white t-shirt with the arms rolled up like high school guys did then when they wanted to look cool was yelling to him.  Dave hesitated, "Come here now, punk.  Don't look like you got much choice unless you want to go up to that parking lot barefoot then walk home and explain to your dad how you lost your shoes.  Hey I just want to play a little something like cowboy and Indian, you might like it." Dave slowly walked toward him.  "I've been watching you for the last week or so and don't know why you are running around shirtless and barefoot but it seemed like you were having fun.  I watched you and got the idea of how much fun it would be to make you my slave." he showed Dave a coil of clothesline he took from his pocket.  "I'll give you a head start then you better run fast because if you touch the fallen tree by the little stream  you are free and I'll give you your stuff but if catch you  then you are my slave and will be at my mercy."

Dave ran as hard as he could while the kid counted back from 10.  He didn't look back, he knew this was for keeps and his only hope was to touch that fallen tree before the kid grabbed him.  He could hear the kid gaining but now, could see the goal and was sure he had won, but suddenly his foot caught on a root and he went sprawling headfirst to the ground. The kid landed on him hard and pinned his bare chest against the rough ground by by pressing a knee into his back.  Dave struggled to get free digging his toes into the dirt to push himself up but the kid was bigger and stronger and grabbed Dave's hair and painfully pulled it hard, "Give up or do you want more?" Dave struggled harder but he didn't have a chance.

"Yeah, I give up!"

The hand twisted the hair tightly, "Yes, Master or "Yes, Sir.  You are now my slave and I am your master, Understand?"

Dave's heart jumped, this was his fantasy to be a slave, he tried to hide his excitement and answered in a dejected voice, "Yes, Master!"

"On your feet slave, see that pile of rocks.  Move that pile to that tree over there. On the double!" yelled the kid as he took off his leather belt and snapped it like a whip.

"Yes, Master!" the slave yelled and grabbed a big rock with both hands and half ran with it to the tree than ran back to get the next rock.

The snap of the belt on his back punctuated the masters command, "Faster you lazy little shit."

Dave started taking the smaller rocks and his master didn't seem to notice.  The pile by the tree slowly grew and the other got smaller.  The slave was drenched with sweat, his muscles ached, his bare feet burned from running over the rough path and his work constantly got harder because only large rocks were left.  His young master's belt pushed him to exhaustion.  "Looks like you outsmarted yourself, my poor little slaveboy."

The hot sun made the slave's thirst unbearable until he begged, "Please master, I need some water."

The master's reaction was quick and fierce.  He rained a bunch of lashes with the belt on the helpless boy, "Slaves do not ask their master for anything.  Now, get back to work you little jerk."  Dave continued his toil, he began to stumble and fall from exhaustion but his masters only beat him more.  After he had fallen again, his master ordered him to kneel.  His master asked, "Do you want a drink, slave?"

Dave looked up at his master standing in front of him, "Yes Sir, Thank you master!"

"Open your mouth wide and don't spill a drop or you'll be sorry."

Dave looked around but didn't see any water bottle but obeyed and open his mouth wide.  He watched as the master unzipped his Levis and pulled out a long heavy cock and held it in front of the slave's mouth, "Get ready, her it comes!" The piss shot into Dave's mouth hot and strong and he gulped it down trying not to spill any because he feared another beating. Dave was grossed out and humiliated but he guessed that was life for a slave and the humiliation excited him a lot.  The master grabbed Dave's hair and pulled his head up while twisting the hair, "Forgot something?"

"Thank you sir for the drink, I needed it!"

"OK get moving and finish the job!" Gross as it seemed, the master's piss relieved Dave's thirst and slowly, agonizingly, the pile of rocks grew until only one very large rock remained to be moved.  Dave struggled to carry it but sunk to his knees a couple times until the belt encouraged him to continue and at last dropped it on the pile near the tree. 

Dave stood up, exhausted, covered with dirt and sweat, fearful but excited, and faced his master, "All Done, Sir!"

"Hold your hands in front!" While Dave held his hands in front the master took his rope and wrapped several turns around the slave's wrists then crossed the ropes and tied the turns of rope together between the boy's wrists until all the turns were tight and secure. The victim was led to the tree and turned to face away from it then the other end of the rope was thrown over an overhanging branch.  The high school kid pulled the rope which stretched Dave's arms straight up then for leverage wrapped a few turns around a stick and hung with all the weight of his muscular body on the rope so that the slave was pulled until only his toes could touch the ground.  The young master tied off the end of the rope, sat on the ground cross legged and with satisfaction watched the shirtless, barefoot boy as the pain and fear built in the victim's eyes.  Even better he watched a bulge grow in the crotch of his slave's Levis.

Finally the master got up and stood before his slave staring intently in his slave's eyes. The slave avoided his master's stare as he thought only of ways his master could force him to do the things his secrete urges wanted.  Rough hands reached up to the slave's wrists and slowly the fingers traced a path down the arms, stopping at the armpits to twist the boy's sparse hairs, down the chest as the boy's breath caught, down the chest feeling the shivers that ran through the helpless body, pausing at the nips to twist and play, down to the abs, ending with a squeeze to the bulge in the Levis. "Yes, Twink, you are fun to play with. "  The helpless slave endured and enjoyed the teasing fingers feeling sensations entirely new.  The master's tongue licked the tender nips, the sensitive ears, the throat, the lips.  Then the master placed his lips on the slave's mouth and thrust his tongue inside the youth's mouth exploring every part.  Dave's excitement took over and instinctively he thrust his tongue into the master's mouth and was explored every part.  They kissed for a long time while the youth felt strange stirrings in his abs and genitals.   "Slaveboy, you are hot, let's see that boner!" the master said as he unbuckled the belt and unbuttoned and fly then pulled down the Levis to the slave' feet.  Dave stood there with his boner tenting out his white jockey briefs that the master quickly pulled down.  Again the high school kid sat cross legged and watched his prisoners body until he spotted a thistle a couple feet tall which he pulled out and held by the roots where there were no barbs.  He began teasing the suspended helpless body with this prickly weed, over the chest, the back, the naked ass, the trembling legs, and at last the swollen balls and throbbing cock.  Dave struggled but could not escape the torment of that prickly weed.  The touch was light, painful, and extremely exciting. Dave felt something wet at the end of his cock and saw it dripping and was worried, this never happened before.  His young master laughed, "Boy, you are virgin, that is just pre-cum.  Happens to guys when they get real excited.  Did you ever cum, you know, shoot off?"

"No I never shot off,  I guess I've been brain washed that it was evil to play with my cock and never could get myself to do it," Dave answered sheepishly.

"Hey, this is your lucky day.  You are the only guy I met that has never cum so I get to introduce you to the joy of sex, that really turns me on!" The boy's master smiled with delight as he worked the thistle against the tight ball sack hanging from Dave's crotch.  The slave struggled and squirmed as the excitement built.  Then the thistle's prickly leaves began teasing the tender underside, the glans, and the head of the cute erect 5 inch cock and the pressure inside Dave's loins soared until the boy's only thought was that he wanted more and more excitement.   Then, surprisingly, the muscular kid knelt before Dave.  Rough hands stoked Dave's chest and abs then settled into teasing his nipples. The kneeling was not being submissive, the active hands showed the master was in charge, that he took pleasure in building the intense pressure his young slave had to endure.  Then the assertive tongue began licking just below the navel and slowly worked its way down to the swollen almost hairless balls licked, then along the cock, finally sucking the pre-cum.  The master stood, kissed the suspended slave and forced the pre-cum back into the sweating, panting, slave's mouth.  Back to kneeling, the tongue again explored the youth's genitals.  At last the mouth took in the cock, sucking and teasing the tip, then the shaft then the entire length.  I an expert way the intensity of the sucking increased until stirrings started in the smooth abs then leaving the youth on the edge then increase again until a higher edge was reached. The slave dug his toes into the dirt driven my the intense pressure inside himself.  Then the sucking continued to built harder and faster and the boy's hips returned the motion driving his boner into his master's eager mouth.   Harder and harder as his abs tensed tighter and tighter then his cum exploded out in burst after burst which his master eagerly swallowed.  Years of denial exploded from the slave's loins followed by the calm of complete satisfaction. 

The master stood and kissed his spent slave deeply. "There is nothing better than deflowering a cute young virgin outside in the sunlight,"  said the master as he untied the rope so the slave could stand then untied the boy's arms.  "Now it is your turn to give me pleasure but unfortunately I have to get to work" the young master continued as he tossed the exhausted boy his clothes, "Be here at 8AM Saturday and we can continue our games only next time I will get the pleasure and you the pain.  Understand?"

"Maybe not, this was fun but I think I have to stop this.  And there is nothing you can do," he laughs, "Sir!"

The master takes out a scarp of paper and reads, "Dave Swanson. 1241 Winding Lane, Deerbrook.  Phone: Deerbrook 5622.  I guess not much except an anonymous phone call telling Robert and Susan Swanson what their perfect little boy has been doing in the woods or maybe a little note mailed to them.  Which do you prefer?"

"You got me, Sir.  I'll be here Saturday at 8."

Secret Urges

Pain in the Ass

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Dave ran so he wouldn't be late, his dad had grilled him about what he was up to and that took about 15 minutes of evasive mumbling.  Dave was relieved when he saw his teen aged master, Tom, just starting down the path from the parking lot, "Slaveboy, take off your shoes and socks and take a run around the path!" With each circuit Dave as was ordered to remove another bit of clothing he grew more excited and more erect: shirt, pants, briefs until he was completely nude.

Dave's ran naked on the path around the wooded area with his erect penis bumping up and down and side to side which he might have enjoyed if he could slow down a little but the painful lashes of his master's belt allowed him no slacking.  His master ordered him to bend over and stretch his hands to the big tree and spread his feet apart then while bent over ordered him to shuffle his feet back, a snap of the belt and Dave moved his feet even farther until he had to push and strain his legs to keep in his precarious position digging his toes into the dirt for traction.   The youth was dripping sweat and breathing hard from his run. His teen-aged master asked, "How do you like that position, I got the idea from when a cop had me lean with my hands on the roof of my car with feet spread.  It makes you helpless, if you try anything he kicks your leg away with his foot and you fall on your face.  I like the view of your ass with your balls and cock dangling just asking to be pulled!" He pulls and twists the kid's balls and then pulls and strokes the dangling cock. 

"yooww that hurts but don't stop. I sorta like the way I am helpless but it is hard to hold myself without falling, SIr."

"Love the way your cute little round ass wiggles and squirms as I rub your cock.  Better ease off I don't want you to cum yet and the tight little asshole of yours is so inviting.  Bet it's never been fingered!" The young master takes a tube of lube from his pocket and smears it around Dave's hole and covers his index finger.  Dave squirms as the unfamiliar sensations from his hole being teased and circled bombard his mind then he feels the steady pressure of the finger pushing into his hole and tries to resist but the bent over position against the tree restrains him and he just suffers the pain that is almost enjoyable. "Yes, slaveboy, you are going to learn lots of ways your body can be excited and the difference between pain and pleasure can almost disappear.  That feeling is your prostate one of the most sensitive places on your body.  The most important thing about anal play is to relax and enjoy.  Like most newbies you are all tense.  Concentrate on breathing slow and deep!"

"Yes, Sir" Dave breathed deep and slow while Tom massaged and played inside his ass and Dave's erection grew harder. Tom slowed and stopped when his slave started getting too excited.

After awhile, Tom pulled out his shit coated finger and held it in front of his slave's mouth, "Suck it clean bitch!".  Dave reluctantly opened his mouth and began sucking on the foul smelling digit.  He almost threw up at the taste of his own shit but forced himself to continue inwardly enjoying this degrading submission to his master. Tom pulled his hand away and removed a black object from his pack which he held below his slave's face to show him.  "This is a but plug, the flange holds it in place once it is inserted.  I've heard that if you exercise with it in it rubs your prostate and gets you so you just want to come but you can't quite cum.  I sort of like that happening to you."

"Shit, that would never fit in my ass, it's to big, Sir! It would hurt like hell."

"We'll see.  By the way this is the small one, wait 'til you see the other one."  The master lubed up the object then moved behind Dave and pushed the tip of the butt plug against Dave's asshole, pushing and turning the plug, steadily pushing while Dave squirmed and moaned.  "Remember, relax, breath deep and slow to make this easier.  Hard or easy I'm not stopping until it is in!" No matter how much Dave concentrated on relaxing and breathing his asshole hurt like hell.  Sometimes Tom would ease off a little when the moans of pain were too his great then resume again when his slave caught his breath.  At last Dave felt an easing and something resting against the outside of his asshole.  "All Done, Stand up Slaveboy!" Dave shuffled his feet together then toward the tree and when he could he stood up.  The movement caused a weird feeling inside him, as he walked to his master each step caused a feeling inside, a sort of good maybe too good feeling. His young master pointed to the pile of rocks Dave had moved the day before.  "I don't like those rocks there.  Put them back where they were, Slave!"

Dave ran over to the rocks, the rubbing inside his ass at each stride made his cock into a solid boner by the time he reached the pile.  This time he knew enough to pick the biggest rock first.  The morning sun warmed the youth's body and he liked being naked outside and being forced to work hard and sort of enjoyed the feel of sexual excitement as the butt plug did its thing. Tom used his belt to keep Dave running as he lugged the rocks across the field with his body soon being covered with sweat.  Sensations pounded the youth from his bare feet hitting the rough path, the sun on his shoulders,  the strained breathing he need to keep up the pace, a growing thirst.  He savored all this sensations while he labored hard moving the rocks and pictured his body becoming tanned and muscular like his master. At Tom's command, he knelt, opened his mouth, and quenched his thirst as his master pissed into his mouth eagerly swallowing every bitter drop.  Once the youth touched his cock and the master thrashed him over and over again with the belt.  The butt plug kept the slave aroused, ever more aroused, soon his only thought was of his young master sucking him off like he did the day before.   After he finally dropped the last rock, he stood proudly with his raging boner in front of his master, "All done master sir.  My cock is all yours!"

Dave felt the belt lash him soundly, "What the hell, Slave?  You think I should serve you? Slaveboy, kneel and wipe that grin off your face."  The youth knelt on the rough ground stones biting into his knees while the master took some ropes from his pack.  He bent down and grabbed the slave's ankles and held them tight as he wound the rope around the ankles, .  The master enjoyed the feel as his hands held the youth's ankles tightly and the slave enjoyed the tight compression of the master's hands.  Pre-cum dripped from the youth's cock as the master held his wrists tightly as they were bound then tied to his ankles and he felt the pleasure of being in helpless submissive bondage as with apprehension and excitement he looked into the grinning face of his master who towered over him wearing cut-off Levis, a white T-shirt with arms rolled up, and worn-out sneakers with no socks.  "I know how horny you are, that's the point of the but plug, and I get off on you not being able to get any relief until or if I feel like allowing it.  I enjoy how it makes you hard and how it will drive you to satisfy me in any way you can." Tom looked down at his slave, the unruly mop of hair, the pleading eyes displaying fear, anticipation, and excitement. He loved it when the youth wiggled his ass to relieve the horny sensation of the butt plug.  This was the first time he had had a slave to command and he liked the feeling of power he had over Dave and he sort of just liked Dave because the kid was dealing with the same urges he had struggled with.

The slave watched eagerly as his master kicked off the worn sneakers and slowly stripped off the white T-shirt staring directly into his eyes.  "Now I am gonna teach you  to be a real expert cocksucker, Slaveboy!" the young master said as he dropped his cut-offs to the ground and stepped out of them.  Since master was not wearing any underwear, he now stood completely naked in front of the kneeling slave, proudly displaying his muscular tanned body with his semi-erect cock just inches from the youth's face.  "I bet you would like a body like mine.  Stick with me and you will soon develop muscles and a tan as I make you work and run everyday in the sun.  I think I already see a start of a tan and maybe a little bump of a muscle. First thing is to tease my cock by blowing on it and my balls too."  The youth looked at the cock he had to serve and began blowing on it, move his head around so he blew from underneath then exhaled his breath against his master's balls which began to move and tighten at the sensation. "That's right, now tease with your tongue." Dave began touching the hardening cock with his tongue, the tip, the top, the sensitive underside, the tight balls.  "Yeah, you got talent! Now take the balls into your mouth. " The slave obeyed as he turned his head and managed to first get one then both balls into his mouth and slowly started sucking them and continued sucking them as he felt the heavy cock resting on his cheek become rock hard.  "Now your ready for my boner, start sucking the tip real slow then move your mouth deeper and deeper, when it is all the way in you may gag.  If you do ease off a bit and try again and again until you get used to my cock in your throat."  Dave worked slowly and finally managed to get  the cock into his throat but began to panic.  "Remember stay calm and breathe through your nose, Slaveboy. That's good but let me set the pace." Tom began to move his pelvis, slowly thrusting his cock deep into his slave's throat and then, when Tom felt a tightening in his abs, withdrawing it until only the tip was in the youth's mouth.  The slave swallowed the salty pre-cum oozing from his masters cock and soon the thrusting started again.  The balls pushing against the outside of the kid's mouth swelled in size as the master played this slow game.   Finally Tom could hold out no longer, he began pounding his thick hard dick full force into the youth's throat, grabbing the youth's unruly hair, he pulled the head hard against the thrusting shaft.  The kid started to choke as burst after burst of warm salty cum shot down his throat then all was calm and the master hugged his slaveboy tightly as as the cock softened and shrank in the slave's mouth.  Completely satisfied  at last the master let go of his slave and untied the youth's ankles and wrists.

"Let's get the butt plug out of your ass." He ordered the slave to bend over and rest his hands on the ground then patted the kid's ass and turned and pulled the plug.  The slave moaned as his asshole was forced to extend to accommodate the thickest part of the rubber plug  then quickly it was all over and the master rubbed the shit coated plug clean on some weeds and stuck it into the slave's mouth.  "Hold that for me while I get your new clothes. You looked like little twerp with those leather dress shoes, pressed wash pants, and cotton dress shirt so I brought some of my old clothes which are too small for me but should fit you.  You must really get teased at school because of your cloths." Dave can only mumble in agreement because the butt plug was still in his mouth.  His master showed his slave the worn cut-offs, the white T-shirt, and ratty sneakers, "For now just put on the cut-offs. " Dave pulled on the cut-offs and his master pulled the butt plug out of from Dave's mouth and shoved it in the back pocket of his cut-offs. 

"Now it's time for me to get to work, you can help me and you just might like the work!"  Tom led Dave to the parking lot which had about a dozen car parked.  Some guys were washing their cars using water from a old water pump with a long handle.  Other guys were just sitting in their cars probably listening to the ball game.   The young master opened the trunk of a  1950 black Ford two-door sedan, threw in the pack and took out a bucket which he ordered Dave to fill.  Dave barefoot, shirtless, wearing only cut-offs   went to the pump and worked the handle to fill the pail.  The guys he passed  smiled at him and said "Hi".  He returned to Tom's car and Tom threw in a bar of soap, "First let's wash that butt plug real clean, here's a rag." The barefoot slave tried to sneak the butt plug from his back pocket and into the pail without anyone seeing then washed and dried it and put it back in Tom's pack.  At his master's order, Dave began washing the already spotless car, that didn't seem to make sense but he was just a horny slaveboy.  Every once in a while someone would come up to talk to Tom.  Often Tom would say he had to take a piss and walk into the wooded area we had passed when we walked to the parking lot.   Then I noticed the guy would also go there for a piss and come back in a few minutes, then Tom would come back looking pleased.  Dave was puzzled, then Tom came over to him with a guy who he introduced as John and said I should wash John's car.  One look at John's dirty Plymouth and I was eager to wash it.  John talked with Dave while as the shirtless kid worked. John was a construction worker about 30-35, divorced, sort of shy, probably this made them hit it off. 

As Dave was finishing up rinsing and drying the car, Tom came up to him stuffed some money into the pocket of the slave's cut-offs, "Tell John you need to take a piss, he'll understand.  Go into the trees where you can't be seen from the lot and drop your cut-offs like you are taking a piss.  John will come to you and just do what he asks, my horny Slaveboy."

A walk in the Woods

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Dave hesitated but when he looked at Tom he knew he was a slave and had no choice.  Barefoot and almost naked wearing only cut-offs the young slave walked into the woods, scared and excited he walked until he could no longer see the parking lot.  He heard someone coming down the path and pretended to be taking a piss  by a big tree. John stripped off his shirt, stepped right up to the youth, smiled, took hold of Dave's head while he  kissed the kid squarely on the mouth with his tongue thrusting and exploring.  This prohibited kiss excited Dave and he felt the boner in his shorts harden.  "Just stand still, kid and I'll handle everything.  Trust me."

Strangely enough Dave did trust John, "Yeah OK.  This is new to me so I'm scared but I'm glad you're my first customer."

"I love your smooth skin." said John as he felt the kid's chest and arms then explored the upper body with his tongue then loosened the button on Dave's cut-offs and pulled the zipper partly down.  John felt the hard cock inside and was pleased then knelt down and began licking the kid's abs driving them both crazy with desire.  Gentle hands slowly pulled down the shorts revealing no underwear only a throbbing dripping cock. Dave stepped out of the shorts now standing completely naked and desperately in need of release from the sexual tension that had built inside his body all morning. John blew on the youth's eager cock and enjoyed the shudder of excitement that traveled through the young perfect body. "We will go slowly at my pace so I can enjoy every moment and delay your reward as long as possible. But remember the longer the delay the greater your pleasure when it finally comes.  John was a really expert first licking then sucking the tip, then deeper then taking it all in, then backing off when tremors started in the kid's abs.  Blowing on and licking the balls then starting all over with the cock.  Dave took a chance and with his nervous hands held the man's mouth tight  against the desperate throbbing cock.  John began sucking harder and faster and Dave began thrusting harder and faster into the man;'s mouth.  This time neither slowed as the tremors built until the youth erupted in spasms of cum. Then stillness and they stayed motionless as if in an embrace when finally John stood up, kissed the youth on the mouth and lovingly returned the delicious cum.

"Thanks, kid.  Hope I'll see you around again." and John walked back to the parking lot.  It took Dave a few minutes to collect himself from his exciting adventure and then he pulled up his shorts and returned to Tom's car.

Tom laughed when he saw the satisfied expression on his slave's face, "That must have been a great piss.  Looks like you sure needed it. I thought that was just what you needed.  Get in, I'll drop you off!"

"Just let me change to my regular clothes or my Ma will kill me, Sir"

"Just put on my old T-shirt and sneakers and you'll look just fine like all the other kids at school.  That's the way it is going to be.  It is time you dealt with your Ma instead of letting her dress you up so you look like some weird kid.  The clothes your ma wants you to wear are in this bag that you can give her, no sense in pissing her off needlessly.  Your orders are to stay in the clothes you are wearing and take whatever flack they want to give you but don't give in.  Tomorrow at 8AM I want you at the clearing dressed like you are now.  Understand?" 

"Yes, Sir.  I know I need to break free of my parents, thanks for pushing me to do it.  I hope I don't lose my nerve."

"Remember your are not a little kid anymore, there is not much they can do.  If things get really bad you can just leave and stay with me a few days until it blows over.  I'll show you my place on the way."

"That's great.  It feels better already that I have an out, Sir." Tom pointed out the apartment over the garage in back of a run down house about a mile from Dave's house and the slave memorized the address. 

Tom stopped his car in front of Dave's house and the kid jumped out, "See you tomorrow morning, Sir. If I survive."

Tom waved, "You'll do just fine, Slaveboy"

Dave decided to take the initiative and hope for the best.  As he entered the house, he ran to the kitchen, "Guess what Ma.  My friend gave me some of his old clothes so now when I go to school I'll look like all the rest of the guys.  Don't I look good.  Isn't this great!" He threw the bag with the nerdy clothes on the floor.

"I won't take this.  You won't go around looking like a kid from the slums now change into your decent clothes."

"I get good grades and work hard, I can dress like all the other guys.  Besides if I wear those clothes every body thinks I'm sort of weird."

Dave's dad came in, "You will dress like your mother wants or you won't have any supper."

"No way, I'm going out for a walk and you can't stop me."

Dave's dad started to stop him then considered how big Dave had grown and let him go. "Don't worry dear, he'll be back as soon as he gets hungry."

It didn't take long until Dave got hungry, then he remembered the money Tom had stuffed in his pocket and went to "Hamburger Joe's" place and ordered a cheeseburger, fries, and a chocolate malt.  While he was eating as girl spoke to him, "Hi, don't I know you? It couldn't be you're Dave but you are not wearing those nerdy clothes.  Quite an improvement.  See you at school."

When Dave got home, he was sent to bed without diner (his parents thought).  He got up early, dressed in the clothes Tom had given him and started to leave for the clearing.  His Dad yelled for him to stop because Dave had to go to church but Dave said he was going out to run and exercise so he would start looking strong and in shape which would help a lot at school  besides it wouldn't do any good to force him to go to church it would just make him hate church more.  Dave slammed the door and ran toward the clearing and his father was stunned and just stood there and let Dave go knowing the kid was now stronger and faster than he was.

Dave waited a few minutes in the early morning sun and Tom soon appeared.  "Take all your clothes off and run around the path until I tell you to stop. "

"Yes, Sir" replied Dave as he quickly stripped naked showing the start of a full tan over his entire body and maybe a slight bulge here and there of newly developing muscles. This time Tom ran alongside Dave more like a buddy then a master.  Dave enjoyed the feeling of his bare feet on the dirt path as he matched his master stride for stride. 

After having run a couple miles, Tom ordered Dave to stop and bend over leaning against the big tree and the young slave knew his torment was about to begin in earnest. The helplessness of his position, bent over, ass exposed, legs extended so they could easily be kicked aside causing him to fall, all of this excited Dave.  Tom played with the youth's cock until he was satisfied with its hardness then took out his belt and whipped the smooth rounded ass until it was a bright red while his slave dutifully counted each lash.  Dave felt Tom smearing the lube around his asshole then looked in disbelief as the master took out a butt plug at least twice the size of the one used the day before.  "Yeah, this will be a little tough but if you remember to breath deep and relax it will go a lot easier for you.   Dave moaned as the large black butt plug was steadily twisted and pushed into his asshole.  Tom was in no hurry because he enjoyed his power over his slave and the squirming of his slave's body.  Dave only screamed in pain when the widest part of the plug was pushed slowly  through his asshole stretching the sphincter muscles painfully.  Finally the pain eased as the plug seated itself. The young slave didn't need any order but moved to the pile of rocks himself, picked up the largest rock and carried it to the other side of the clearing.  The butt plug rubbed inside his ass with each step driving his sexual excitement steadily to higher peaks.  Tom occasionally played with his slave's now throbbing boner, had his slave kneel while the master pissed into the open mouth to quench the laboring slave's thirst, or beat the slave's back to make the youth work harder.  All the young slave could think of was how much he needed relief from the butt plug rubbing his sensitive prostate with each step and the pain shooting from the stretched muscles of his asshole.  Finally the sweating struggling slaveboy placed the last rock on the pile, "all done, Sir!"

"No that's not right, put the rocks back where they were, Slave!"  commanded the master with a fiendish laugh.

"You as..." the tormented slave yelled then caught himself before he said asshole, "as usual are correct, I'll move them back quickly!"  The tormented slave struggled to carry the rocks back with all his muscles screaming at the effort and with each step the butt plug drove his need to cum higher." This time the master was busy clearing the brush from around a 3 or 4 foot diameter tree trunk that had fallen so only a few times did the redden back feel strokes of the belt.

The master ordered Dave to stand next to the fallen tree  and took four lengths of hemp rope and with each tied a French bowline snugly around the youth's wrists and ankles then had him lie over the fallen tree trunk with his belt reddened ass facing up.  Tom tied the free end of the ropes from each of the ankles to tree roots in the ground then went to the the head and tied the ends of the ropes from the wrists to tree roots but first pulled the rope as tight as he could so the youth was stretched helplessly over the rough bark of the fallen tree trunk.  The master stripped off all his clothes and stood directly in front of his slave's head, he pulled the soft unruly hair hard and forced the victim's mouth over his erect cock.  "Blow, lick, and suck it until it is good and hard."  The slave kept at his master's cock but knew this was only the start.  The slave was ordered to stop and then felt his tormentor twisting and pulling the huge butt plug, it hurt more then going in but no matter how the soft smooth body writhed from the pain the ropes held him helpless against the fallen tree and he could only moan out his agony.  The pain built and built until finally the damned thing popped out.  The master held the plug coated with shit by his slave's mouth and ordered him to lick it clean.  The master watched his slave struggle hopelessly against the tight ropes for a long time, the sight of the struggling youth made the master's cock grow harder and harder.  The master began lubing his throbbing cock then moved to between the kid's legs and lubed the ass.  Dave felt the pressure of his master's warm cock against his asshole, the pressure was constant, and he remembered to breath and relax as much as he could.  Slowly the throbbing cock eased its way stretching more the muscles still sore and extended from the butt plug.  Tom withdrew and paused awhile before beginning a new assault, he locked his legs against Dave's bound ankles to get a better purchase, he grabbed the silky shoulders tightly so he could force his way harder, slow and sure, push in and withdraw it went until the warm throbbing boner was all the way in.  Next came long slow thrusts and at the end of each thrust the youth could feel that exquisitely tender spot stroked by the hard cock.   Tom grew more excited and thrust harder and faster, gripped the shoulder painfully hard.  Dave could hear himself pleading just a little harder, a little faster which that master obliged.  Then the pounding hit a peak and Dave could feel the powerful spasms which again and again emptied his master's cum. The sweating exhausted slave was left behind as his master slowly withdrew, left desperate for a chance to relieve himself in explosive bursts. 

The master was almost tender as he untied his slave and they both put on their cut-off shorts and headed to the parking lot.  John asked, "Would you wash my car? Same deal as before, well maybe one little change.  That will be later." Dave wondered what the little change would be but when he saw the money, he took it. Although the car was clean from being washed yesterday, Dave walked barefoot to the pump, filled the bucket, returned and his time, he knew John enjoyed watching his body and felt like giving a show worth the money.  After he dried the car, Dave walked wearing only his jean cut-offs on the path into the woods,  "I gotta take a piss, be back in a few minutes."   When he got behind the trees where he couldn't be seen from the lot, as understood, he waited. 

Soon John came up to him and took a couple lengths of rope from his pocket.  "These are for the little change I mentioned.  Put your hands behind that tree!"  Dave felt frightened but also very excited and let the man tie his hands behind the tree.  He also didn't protest as the man tied his feet to the tree.  After the man gagged him with a black bandanna, Dave could not protest no matter what happened to him and now he was very afraid and struggled against the ropes until he was covered with sweat.  John teased and tickled every bit of bare skin the youth displayed, enjoying the helpless struggles.  Slowly the man pulled down the shorts exposing a hard throbbing cock which he began to tease until it steadily dripped pre-cum onto the dirt.   John used his tongue and mouth to bring the youth to the edge ready to explode time and time again only to be stranded in frustration.  Finally excitement took over and John sucked until the youth exploded spasm after of spasm of cum into the eager mouth.  John stood up, wiped his mouth, "Love the way you taste.  Oh. Take good care of Bob, he'll be along in a bit."

Dave saw a guy dressed in black leather on the path.  He pinched Dave's nips hard and twisted them painfully. "Well, what do we have here.  Must be the present John left for me." He bent down and stuffed some cash in the pocket of Dave's shorts.  He explored the helpless body with jabs, pinches, twisting, every touch causing pain.  He twisted the youth's balls until he saw tears begin to flow.  The youth was surprised at how quickly he reacted to the rough treatment and pain with a rock hard boner. Bob began to suck that cock hard and forcefully when the youth's abs tightened a painful bite would bring Dave back from the edge, Bob delighted in this torment and held himself much longer so that the tied body was exhausted from the pain and frustration when at last the helpless body was allowed relief in shot after shot of hot cum, more intense then the youth had ever felt.  Bob removed the gag and nodded when the helpless youth thanked him then untied the prisoner from the tree.  "Remember, you still owe me a car wash!"  Dave came back to the parking lot a few minutes after Bob with a satisfied smile on his face and went to work washing Bob's filthy car.  Dave didn't seem to mind as the leather guy kept up a steady line of swearing at the kid for the lousy job he was doing, he knew it was just an act. 

Tom came up to him and told him to meet at the clearing after school tomorrow.  Dave said "Yes, sir.", put on the old shirt and shoes and walked home.  His mom and dad were waiting for him and told him they would not put up with his insolent behavior any more, he could put on his proper clothes and be a part of the family or be locked in his room until he changed his mind.  Not willing to retreat, Dave marched to his room and heard the lock click behind him.  Dave flopped on his bed and considered his options.  He could go along with his parents and continue being an outcast at school.  He looked at the tree branch outside his window, he had used it a lot when he was younger now he could use it to climb down and go to Tom's place.  He thought about being a slave to Tom 24/7, being tied in exotic rope bondage all night and teased and tormented.  He made his decision as the bulge grew in his shorts, that is what he wanted, that is what his urges pushed him to, this is what his hormones demanded. He wrote a note to his parents, "I will be staying with Tom until things settle down around here.  I can't go back to being the weird looking kid at school anymore.  Love(I guess) Dave" and left the note on his bed. He put the stuff he would need for school into a bag, opened the window and climbed down the tree.  He stopped at the hamburger joint for something to eat paying with the money he had earned that afternoon. 

When Dave got to Tom's place, he climbed the steps to the apartment over the garage where Tom lived and knocked but there was no answer so he sat on the top step and waited.  He was surprised to see Bob, the leather guy, look out the back door of the run down house.  "Oh it's you, the kid from the woods, Tom said you might turn up here some time and told me to tell you to wait until he gets back.  Remind him that the rent is due, one of you guys should come over next Friday night and pay it."  Dave sat at the stop of the stairs with his back against Tom's door and watched as Bob came out and threw away a magazine in the trash with the name partly readable "Bound & ".  After a few minutes Dave went Down and took the magazine out of the trash, "Bound & Gagged" was the name.  Settled back on the top of the steps and looked through the magazine, photos of guys tied up, guys being whipped, stories of guys taken to dungeons, accounts of first time bondage experiences.  Dave couldn't believe that all these people had the same fantasies that he had, he lost track of time immersed in this exciting magazine.

24/7

Hi Kid, looks like you need a place to crash for awhile" Tom greeted me.

"Sir, my parents want be to dress me like a nerd and be a living joke at school, I had to split. Could I stay with you until things settle down?" Dave answered.

"Are you up to be being my Slaveboy 24/7? I sort of like the idea."

"Master Sir, I'm up for 24/7 slavery I guess. Just thinking about it excites me."

"What are  you reading?"

"Just a bondage magazine Bob threw away, Sir.  I like the stories and pictures about bondage."

"Bob used to do that for me, he doesn't want to get caught giving porn to a kid but there is nothing wrong about throwing it away.  He can always say he can't help who goes through his trash.  What about that picture on the cover? Maybe we'll try it tonight."

"Sir, I am here for your pleasure.  There are a lot of good pictures inside to try also.  Bob mentioned something about paying the rent."

"Yeah, I have a deal with Bob, I clean up the yard and cut the grass once a week and do something else one night a month for him.  As my slave you will help.  Tomorrow you do the yard.  Bob likes it if you just wear just shorts, barefoot and shirtless so he can watch you work and we want to keep him happy."

"Inside, Slaveboy!" ordered Tom as he held the door open then slammed it shut and locked it when they were inside.  That slam excited and frightened the kid because he knew he was now Tom's 24/7 slave.  "Strip, Boy! Hang your clothes on that hook"  and Dave stripped off his t-shirt, shoes, and socks.  "Line your shoes up neatly directly below the clothes hook"

"Yes, master."  answered Dave puzzled.

"The rule is you will be naked whenever you are in the apartment and your body will be mine to use as I see fit, Understand?"

"I understand, Sir" Dave answered then dropped his shorts and underwear and hung them on the hook.  He stood at attention before the older kid, "At your command, Sir!"

"I can see this is going to be fun.   I'd like to tease that body right now but I have a lot of homework to do.  I liked the cover of that magazine and almost got hard thinking about tying you up like that and watching you struggle.   "Sit down on the floor while I the rope, duct tape, and broom handle. "  Dave sat his ass down on the hard wooden floor with his knees bent as in the picture.  Dave heard Tom gathering stuff then Tom towered up over him, "Get up Slave, let's make this a little more fun.  Face my desk so I can watch you suffer while I do my homework.  Hold still while I tie your balls." Dave felt Tom grab his balls and tie a couple turns of clothesline rope around them them then the loops were pulled tight stretching the balls painfully until they were red and shinny.  "You looked a little too comfortable on the floor so we'll see how you like sitting on dry split peas." Tom poured the split peas on the floor, "Sit on these peas facing my desk!"

""Yes, Master" Dave quavered as he now realized how much he was going to suffer.  This time the sharp peas on the hard floor bit into his tender ass and any movement only made them bite harder.  Tom began to weave his web of clothesline to ensnare his helpless victim, he tied several loops around Dave ankles pulling them very tight, he put the broomstick under the bent knees and tied it tightly in place, he had the kid put his arms under the stick, he wove ropes from the bent legs around the smooth back and forced his victim into a strained bentover crouch, he bound the wrists painfully tight and led the rope behind the subject neck forcing and even more bent over position.  Dave shifted and tried to ease his position but any movement just made it worse.  Tom went to a pile of dirty clothes and returned with one of his dirty socks and stuffed it into Dave's mouth.  The slave almost retched from the foul taste and rancid smell and watched as his master ripped off a piece of duct tape and sealed his victim into silence. "Oh, I almost forgot" said Tom as he took one end of the rope tied painfully around the red swollen balls, pulled it tight and tied it to Dave's to left big toe and pulling the other end tight tied to the right big toe forcing Dave's feet back.  The idea of this bondage was to cause intense pain that only grew as long as the bondage. Tom went to his desk to begin his homework, before opening his book, he took a glance into his Slaveboy's pleading eyes and was satisfied with his ropework.

Dave watched Tom studying and occasionally directing a crooked smile at his suffering slave.  Dave tried to shift his ass from the peas on the floor but that only caused new dry split peas to bite into his skin.  He surveyed the sources of pain, the bent  over position of his back that the ropes prevented him from easing, the broomstick pressing sharply into the crook of his knees, the taste of the dirty sock taped inside his mouth and he wondered how many times Tom had jerked off into that sock (a lot he guessed from the salty musty taste), the pain in his swollen balls from the rope tied tightly around their base and stretched to his big toes, the cramps in his feet from being extended back from the rope tied between his balls and big toes, he tried easing the cramps by straightening his feet and enduring the pain from the increased tension on his balls.  As Tom finally turned a page, Dave savored the excitement he felt at being in helpless bondage to his handsome strict master.  The hardness in his cock felt good, he almost enjoyed the multitude of delicious pains slowly building throughout his young lithe body.

Dave's legs started to shake from the cramped position the tight ropes force him to endure and the shaking tugged painfully the ropes tied tightly to his balls.  Sweat covered his body from his exertions against the confining ropes. His back ached from being bent over so long so he was relieved when he saw Tom close his book and get up.  Tom walked past his slave and Dave could hear hm pissing  in the john then Tom came up and tightly grabbed the cock of his helpless victim.  "You sure are a pain slut, They say as long as the cock his hard you can keep the torture going which is good cause I still have math and history to do and I love watching you suffer.  You like the feel of me holding your cock?" Dave nods.  "Want more, Slaveboy?" Dave nods enthusiastically despite his torment and soon is getting more and more stimulated as Tom expertly strokes and rubs his slave's rock hard cock.  Just as Dave begins to strain to begin shooting his cum, Tom pulls his hand away and laughs, "No way am I going to let you cum, Slaveboy.  Just teasing you to make your torture worse!" 

The young master's eyes settled upon his slaves bare feet pulled back by the ropes from his balls so the tender soles were stretched and vulnerable.  Tom tests his victim's reaction by lightly touching the kid on the sensitive area behind his ears and Tom laughs as struggling body answered the question, Dave was ticklish. Tom began tickling his tied up slave all over except the feet and Dave's body writhed and contorted against the restraining ropes, he tried but couldn't keep his legs from jerking and when his legs kicks the ropes tied to his balls jerk his balls so hard that it stunned him like a kick in the balls but the scream of agony was almost silent because of the dirty sock gag taped inside the kid's mouth.  The tickling and the slave's silent struggles continued until he he was exhausted and then kept going.  The slave often saw his master glance at the vulnerable soles of his bare feet but they were never touched.  Suddenly the torment stopped and Tom goes back to his desk and opens his math book, "Those bare feet are really tempting and I can just imagine tickling those tender soles, think about how it will feel when I finish this math and really work over, my barefoot Slaveboy."

As the hours passed, the torment of the severe rope bondage became unbearable but tied helpless Dave had no out and has to suffer the increasing pain, he screams into the dirty sock gag taped into his mouth but only soft muffled mumbles reach his master who just smiles at his struggling slave and starts the next equation.  For Dave anticipation is worse then the intense pain that is racking his shivering, sweating, straining body. Although Dave knows the rope tied from his ankles to his back will prevent any serious injury to his balls from spasms running through his legs but stretching out of his feet will cause horrendous agony as the ropes tied to his balls are pulled. He almost feels relief as Tom closes his book, goes to pee and then begins to work him over.  At first Dave enjoys Tom rubbing and stroking his cock bringing him almost to the point relief but then denying him, it was torment but as with any teen-aged male any sex playis great. 

Dave was encouraged when Tom said, "Let's take a break while I get some lube, do you think this will be better with lube?" Dave nods eagerly surprised by the kindness of his master.  When Tom returns and Dave sees the tube of "lube" in his fiendish master's hand: Icy-Hot, Dave frantically nods "NO!" and screams into his gag.  Tom spreads the Icy-Hot over his slave's balls and the kid struggles helplessly against the burning pain.  Tom begins stroking and rubbing Dave's cock with the Icy-Hot and the kid pulls against the ropes with all his strength because of the searing pain but the pain just makes his cock harder and his need for relief greater.  Tom lightly tickles the soles of his slaveboy's helpless bare feet just to keep the thought alive then returns to his desk and opens his history book............