تسجيل الدخول"What?" I said, startled. "They let you go?"Ben chuckled. "Oh, they knew I wouldn't take it. They knew I had too much craving for cock by then, too many desires woken up inside me. So they took me to the front gate, and Kirios told me I was free to leave. And I ... well, I couldn't bear it. I couldn't bear the thought of being free, and never being used like that again, never being a slave again. So I fell to my knees and I crawled back to Kirios, and I begged him, I just begged him to keep me. Please let me stay, I said. Let me be your slave, I said. I'll be a good boy, I'll always do what I'm told, just let me be your slave, let me be a fucktoy for all the big boys, let me be a plaything that gets fucked whenever anybody wants to use me, I'll always submit, it's all I want.""And what did they do?" I asked, unable to stop myself. Ben grinned."They laughed, and they kissed me, and they told me I was such a good, sweet little boy. And then they gave me the biggest, longest gangbang
"I think it's time we put him with the others, James. Let him go in the stable for a bit. I'm sure you'll see him again ... so long as he chooses to stay with us, that is."He gave me a knowing smirk."Will do," said James. "Come on, little slave." And he took my arm and began to steer me away across the courtyard.James led me to a small archway in one of the walls. Stepping inside, I found myself in a softly lit space with an assortment of couches and beds spread around it, some against the stone walls and some standing free. There were a few doors spaced around it that seemed to lead to smaller cubicles or to bathrooms. Half a dozen or so boys my age were here, all of them mostly naked just like me. One or two were curled up asleep on the beds; a few others lounged around together, talking in low voices. The pair of boys near us turned to look as James and I stepped inside."This is the stable," James murmured to me as we paused in the doorway. "It's the place where boys can come t
I looked back at James, feeling like I wanted to ask him something -- though I wasn't even clear what I wanted to say. But before I could speak, we both heard a noise.Echoing from the other side of the great courtyard, around the curve of the tower, came a long, heartfelt cry, half a scream and half a moan, with an intensity in it like I had never heard before.James' eyes lit up. "Come on," he told me. "This will be something valuable for you to see."He began to lead me along a path between small gardens and groves of trees, heading towards the sound. The cries had not stopped. The boy, whoever he was, was wailing and moaning like I had never heard anybody moan in my life. There was an anguished, overwhelming intensity in those noises, as though this were the sound of a pain or pleasure that could barely even be expressed.And then we rounded a corner, came out into a smaller courtyard, and I stopped dead in my tracks as I saw what was happening.In the centre of this courtyard sto
I nodded, my eyes running over him, remembering his and Sam's toned, tough bodies."And then," James continued, "there are the boys."Involuntarily I felt myself shiver."The boys are like you, Aston. Most of them are between eighteen and twenty-five. They keep fit, of course, but they're all smaller, softer ... weaker." He didn't make it sound like a bad thing."The boys never leave the fortress. They help to grow the food, but they never do the dangerous work that the men do. They serve the meals at dinners, they fetch and carry, and they do all the easy little tasks that need doing. But that's not why we keep them, of course -- and anyway it takes barely any time. Most of the boys are free from work most of their days. They get to live here in comfort ... so long as they do as they're told, of course."He shot me a wicked grin, and my stomach churned."You see, Aston, boys in this community exist for one purpose, and one purpose only. They have no say in our community and no choice
The weight of him pressed down on me, and I felt the hard, wet tip of his cock brushing against my asshole. All at once I felt the fright come back: I remembered the pain, and the loss of control, and the pummelling hardness of a cock in my ass. I shivered violently."Um," I said uncertainly, and my voice sounded small and scared. "Maybe I should go take a shower first ..."Instantly, he put his hands on my upper arms and pinned me down, holding me in place. I heard him laugh, softly."Oh, you're going to take a shower, little boy," he told me. "After this, you and I are going to shower together. You're going to soap me up and scrub me down like a devoted little bitch. And then you're going to give me a long, sloppy shower blowjob. And maybe I'll make you drink my cum, or maybe I'll make you brace against the shower wall while I have some more fun in your slutty little ass."The tip of his cock pressed hard against my asshole."But first, I'm going to start my day by filling your ass
A shudder ran through my body. Sam's hands gripping my head on either side were firm, and I knew I would never be strong enough to pull away. I was held in place, perfectly positioned to be used as a fuck object. This was a very different kind of attention from what I had wanted when the urge to suck his cock swept over me, and I suddenly wondered what I had been thinking. Sam's cock was fully hard now -- huge and thick and throbbing, filling my field of vision, making me tremble with awe.But I couldn't back out now. I took a deep breath. Obediently, I opened my mouth wide, and stuck out my tongue for him.He slid his cock into my mouth, and pushed it all the way down my throat.I began to gag, and for a moment I choked and my body shuddered as I tried to clench and push it out. But then I forced myself to remember what I had been taught last night. I made my throat muscles relax. I willed the back of my mouth to go slack, to open, to let that cock slide smoothly in. My tongue was ag
She fortunately took the reassurance from my eyes that I had not trusted my clumsy, treacherous mouth to provide. "But I swear, the moment I sent that text, guessing that you had actually been with a girl, the thought popped into my head, 'Huh. Al is a person who could get laid. That might be good
I knew I should tease, I should take my time with kisses along the thigh, or gentle caresses of the lips down there. A kiss would be nice. A series of licks on the belly would be better, perhaps.But all too often, as with this time, I just can't wait. A soft kiss, right on what there was of her wi
In other news, my cock was now well immersed in Sara's mouth, and she was demonstrating significant skill in stimulating it. Her free hand had moved from stroking my shaft to cradling and caressing my sack. I groaned as best I could with my tongue buried in her folds.Frankly, it was little embarra
When the uncertainty grew too uncomfortable, I broke the silence. "Okay, we have got to talk. Here's what I suggest: I tell you everything I did to and with Sara. You tell me the same thing about what you did with Peter. Then you tell me what you were feeling at the time, and what you're feeling no







