Leather Skin Biker

When my slave arrived, boy jay was sucking my cock again. I liked the head he provided, and was especially happy with his enthusiasm. boy jay was very much like the Energizer bunny when it came to sucking. he just kept going and going, and did that ever feel great. My slave got started on dinner, and once that was underway, I gave him an opportunity to get to know boy jay for a while. I was content to watch the two boys get to know one another, bond. And they did that almost immediately. Part of the purpose for the visit was to check boy jay out, but it was also to see how the two of them got along, as well as how the three of us interacted.

One quality that I had been nurturing in my slave was his Alpha side. My slave is very strong and very smart, and it was natural for him to aspire to become an Alpha slave. It didn’t happen overnight, but over time he grew more and more comfortable with his Alpha orientation. I engaged my slave in the slave recruitment and screening process, and we had agreed that he would be given the opportunity to do some training and mentoring of any prospective slave I might claim. This represented a growth area for my slave, and I welcomed the opportunity to help him grow and evolve. Clearly, if a second slave were to be brought under my roof permanently, my first slave would have to be higher in the hierarchy than the newbie. The Alpha orientation would be useful in such a scenario.

With that having been said, suffice to say that my slave took quite naturally to assisting with boy jay’s management and training. I saw immediately a good rapport between the two, and sensed that boy jay really did look up to my slave. I commanded boy jay to address my slave as “Alpha,” and to address me as “Sir.” boy jay understood that in my absence, Alpha was in charge, and that he would obey Alpha just as though the command had come from me. Within a short time, my slave had dinner ready and the three of us ate. My slave served us, and boy jay helped by clearing the dishes afterward.

After dinner my slave put boy jay on laundry and cleaning. I didn’t want boy jay to think that he had come to a resort. I had told him in advance that he could expect to do some work around the house, so he could get a sense of how my household operated, and what it would be like if he were mine 24/7. With the laundry underway, and the dishes in the dishwasher, I told my slave that he should use boy jay. As I’ve mentioned in other posts, my slave is firm but much more easygoing with boys and slaves than I. Where I can be blunt and unforgiving, my slave is more likely to try to be buddy buddy with another slave, which I suppose I understand. boy jay did not relate to me the same way he did to my slave, and that was to be expected. So this was a good opportunity for boy jay to get a sense of the balance he would experience if owned by me.

My slave put boy jay in the sling, and was going to fuck boy jay. Mind you, I’d already used boy jay’s hole and he had a fresh load of my cum up inside him from earlier in the day. My slave’s load was going to be up there too, and I fully expected that boy jay’s hole was going to be worked hard, and very sore the next day. Actually, that prospect pleased and amused me greatly. So I was enthusiastic about the pounding boy jay’s hole was going to get. I’ve mentioned this before, but there is no harm in repeating it here. My slave’s cock is thick, about 8 inches long, and cut. he had not had many opportunities to be on top since I claimed him, so this was kind of a learning exercise for all of us. I was also excited to see my slave top a skinny bitch boy like boy jay. I wanted the fuck to be real and to hurt. I had told my slave, no matter how much boy jay protests, he was not to go easy on him. I wanted boy jay fucked good, so that he would stay fucked.

As it turned out, I had nothing to worry about. My slave fucked boy jay good and deep and hard. Shortly after my slave slid into boy jay’s warm, pink hole, boy jay was making noises and moving around a lot in the sling. I told my slave to hood the bitch to shut him up. I also told him that if boy jay moved around too much, to torture his cock and balls in order to get him to remain still. boy jay needed fucked, so there was no point in him squirming around in the sling. he needed to learn to take it, whatever me and my slave gave him, or else. Once he was hooded and his cock and balls were lightly tortured, that seemed to settle his ass down. With that taken care of, my Alpha slave could get down to business plowing boy jay’s hot hole.

My slave has respectable stamina, and he kept at boy jay’s hole for a long time. I had actually gone online and was chatting with other boys while my slave used boy jay’s hole. This was their opportunity to bond, and I wanted my slave to test the waters with the little bitch boy from Madison. It seemed that everything was going swimmingly. My slave enjoyed fucking boy jay, and boy jay had settled down and was taking it quite well. At one point near the end of his sling time, boy jay had complained about something to my slave, and my slave took the hood off. That was fine with me. boy jay had worked up quite a sweat during his workout, and his hair was soaked. It was kind of hot, actually. Talk about being used. That little bitch cunt from Madison was fucked hard and deep, and given an intense workout. This pleased me very much.

But before he would be released from the sling, he had to take my slave’s hot load. When I allow my slave to cum, he always cums very hard and shoots a huge load. boy jay was going to get bred with one of those big loads and like it. I watched my boy getting closer and closer to cumming, and I made note of the approaching climax. Since the hood was off boy jay’s head, he was able to look at my slave while he took the load deep into his guts. I was aroused at the prospect of both my cum and my slave’s cum inside boy jay, claiming him, marking him as mine, even if only for that weekend.

My slave unloaded inside boy jay, and let out a loud moan as the thick gobs of sperm coated boy jay’s guts. My slave was also sweaty, his entire back drenched and sweat dripping off of his nose. They both had an intense workout while I luxuriated. This was good. I was pleased. My slave enjoyed it. And boy jay performed at a level I found satisfactory. No sooner had boy jay been released from the sling, when I reminded him that he had laundry to tend to in the washer. Without missing a beat, boy jay took care of the laundry. He folded and hung the clothes, and started another load of laundry without further direction. Next I told him to get me something cold to drink, and that he could make something for himself as well. I was amused when I saw cum dripping down the inside of boy jay’s legs. He asked me if he could take a shower. I told him “No.” He responded by saying “Thank you, Sir.”

This entry was posted on Tuesday, May 13th, 2008 at 6:26 pm and is filed under Breeding, Cum, Fucking, Submission, Unwrapped.