A gay sex adult story: Gerard, my uncle and master 2 by Kirby_story
I woke up sweating. It was hot and I sensed it was late. My entire face was burning with arousal and my cock felt hard than ever. I turned onto my back. My cock had left a huge spot of precum on the bed. I could feel the warm wetness against my skin.
I sighed and with a jolt remember where I was. I was awake and back into his service. Only in my sleep had I been free from him.
I turned my head and saw that my laptop had sprung to life. Little dings told me someone was talking to me on skype.I sat up with a groan and wiped the sleep from my eyes. I arched over to the laptop. Gerard, or ‘boytrainer’ was talking to me. I saw myself sitting naked with a huge boner on the little webcam screen.
“Morning my slave. Wakey wakey” Gerard said.
The audio was on. “Morning, master” I croaked.
“Look at you, all ready for a new day I see.” He said. My cock was unmistakable on the cam.
“Hmm get yourself clean and go to my cabin. You missed breakfast with the family so I brought you some.” He ordered.
I stretched myself and slowly got up to go to the bathroom for a shower.
*ding ding*. Gerard said something else.
“Wait don’t go wash yourself in the bathroom right away. You should clean yourself first.”
I looked at the webcam confused.
Gerard was quiet for a while and then gave me new orders.
“You are my slave. You don’t wash your cock with just some soap, silly. Use your finger. Twirl it around and lick it clean. “
I sighed deeply. I was too tired to even defy him. I peeled my uncut skin away from my cockhead with one hand and started cleaning it with the other. Soon my finger was shining with my own precum and I licked it off like he told me. I repeated it a few times until my cockhead was dripping in saliva and I tasted nothing but my own cock.
“Good boy” Gerard said. “Go take a shower and get yourself squeaky clean. I want you to smell all nice for your master.” He ordered me.
I sighed again, got up and really went to the bathroom now. I relieved myself and after that took a long warm shower.
I was scared of what was to come. I had no idea how far Gerard would push me. No matter how hard I thought I just couldn’t see a clean way out. But I also wondered if it was worth it. Perhaps it was better to have my family see my naughty video instead of being my uncle’s toy for the rest of the week.
Once I was done I looked into the mirror to myself. I liked what I saw. I was proud of my skinny body. Glad with my cock and I actually really loved my long black hair. Gerard should pay to play with this I, thought.
I combed my hair straight and then walked to my suitcase. I wondered what clothes I was going to wear today but then realized that wasn’t up to me. Even worse, he had told me to go to his cabin but hadn’t told me I could wear any piece of clothing. Oh fuck.
My legs felt like rubber when I walked over to the door. It was quiet outside but I didn’t dare to open it yet. I felt so naked again. I leaned against the door and tried to get myself ready for the walk to his cabin. It wasn’t far but it seemed like miles. Nothing to cover me. Then it got even worse.
I felt it. The familiar twitch and warmth. My cock started to grow inch by inch.
I couldn’t understand why. I was so scared and worried to go outside naked, but yet I got harder and harder. My cock hit the door with a soft pat.
It was too much. I turned away from the door and grabbed a towel from the bathroom. I guessed a towel wasn’t actually clothing so I wasn’t disobeying him. Right?
I knew it was a flimsy excuse. I tied it to my middle and grabbed the door but then stopped myself.
It bothered me that I was going to start the day disobeying Gerard. I didn’t know why it bothered me. Perhaps it was fear, but it just felt wrong to suddenly defy him at the very start.
I hated everything about it. I jerked the towel from my body and threw it violently across the cabin.
Fuck it.
I flung the door open and sprinted to his cabin. The bright sun and cool air on my body felt so exposing I thought I was going to pass out. The soft grass passed under my feet with high speed yet his cabin looked so far away.
I threw my head left and right, looking for anyone who might see me like this. Thankfully our part of the complex was empty. I heard my cousins yell and shout in the distance, but around me there was nothing but empty nature.
I almost crashed into his cabin. I banged the door loudly.
“I’m here” I breathed.
Heavy footsteps told me he was coming. But once they were at the door nothing happened.
I knocked again.
“Please let me in.”
Nothing.
Every seconds I panicked more. I was so exposed and the way back seemed way too long. I heard the yelling of my cousins louder and louder. I wasn’t sure if I was imaging it or if they were actually nearing me. My cock was still hard and I had nothing to hide.
With a big shock I realized my error.
I knocked the door loudly again. “I’m sorry! Please open the door, master” I added the almost magic word.
The door opened right away after I had called him by his title and I stumbled inside.
I was shaking all over. I leaned on my knees and breathed heavily to get my composure back.
Gerard felt like my savoir. It was odd, he was the one forcing me to expose myself like this yet I was so grateful for opening the door I could kiss him. He softly rubbed my back.
“Well done boy.” He complimented me.
Once I had caught my breath I looked up to my master. He was fully dressed this morning and it seemed in a cheery mood. He chuckled.
“Kind of a shame having you already sweating after being so clean. Ah well lets eat.” He said and leaded me to the living room.
My heart sank when I entered it.
He had done his best on the breakfast table. It was filled from side to side with food. Fresh orangejuice was in a large pitcher. There were two empty plates waiting for us on either side of the table.
Gerard had taken a chair from outside for me. One that wasn’t plastic like his but made from woven wood strings. Right in the middle of the chair he had set a rubber toy with the flat base caught between two strings. I just stared at it. I looked actually kind of small. I didn’t know they made anal toys in those sizes as well, being used to seeing the toys for porn movies.
I felt him softly squeeze my shoulder.
“Looks good doesn’t it?” he said happily. He walked over to it and stood right next to the chair, offering it to me.
“It’s a good thing they have these chairs here. Or else I would have had to work with glue or tape and that wouldn’t look right for my little toy.” I didn’t know he meant me or the rubbery thing stuck on the chair. My cock was pointing proudly forward again. I hated it but this time I knew why.
I had never used a real toy. Just that one sharpie and sometimes a finger. This was more of the real thing. Something made for pleasure and a part of me couldn’t wait to try it out.
“Come here.” Gerard ordered me gently. Step by step I walked towards the wooden chair. My heart was pounding again. Once I was standing in front of him I looked down at my own bouncing cock.
I didn’t want him to see I was kind of happy with this.
“So have you ever played with a real sex toy?” he asked. I shook my head. “No master.”
“I thought so. I’ll make it easier on you.” He said and grabbed something from his pocket. It was a tiny black bottle with a naked man on it. He uncapped it and poured some of the slick liquid over the rubber toy. It shone all over now and looked inviting. I turned myself and stared at the breakfast table while I lowered myself to the toy.
I grabbed the edges of the chair so I could carry my weight as I moved my hips back and forward, aligning my hole with the tip of the toy. Once I had found it I slowly lowered myself.
I opened up. Slowly my hole accepted the toy as I went further down. The first inch was fine, but nearing the seconds the toy got wider and I felt the pressure increase. At the third inch it started to really hurt and nearing the last inch, at the widest part of the toy I couldn’t take it anymore. I held my weight but stopped moving.
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry I can’t.” I breathed. Gerard moved slowly and placed both his hands on my hips. He didn’t push me down but kept me from going back up.
As gentle as a lover he whispered “I’m sorry, what?”.
I started to sweat all over and felt my face burning. “I’m sorry master.” I quickly said.
Gerard let go and I moved myself back up, away from the pain and pressure. The moment the toy exited my toy a rush of pure pleasure washed over me. I let out a high pitched girly moan that embarrassed me to no end. Gerard chuckled.
“You know, it’s called a toy for a reason. Don’t force yourself on there, play with it.” He told me patiently.
I was glad he didn’t say anything about the sound I had made. Shivering I lowered myself to the toy again. It would never work, I thought.
The first inch went in easy again. But Gerard stopped me when I went lower. He placed both his hands on either cheek, carrying my weight.
“You need to ride it a little” he told me and lifted me a tiny bit, then lowered me. Again I made that weird childish moan. I bit my lip and Gerard removed his hands. I quickly carried my own weight before I slipped down.
He caressed his thumb over my lip. “No no no Lex. Don’t be ashamed. Let yourself go.”
I opened my mouth and let out a long satisfying ‘ah’. Gerard smiled and cupped my face.
I couldn’t think anymore. I was so aroused. I knew he was enjoying my hard cock and my embarrassed face but I couldn’t stop myself.
“Ride it” he whispered.
I obeyed. I moved my butt up and down. It felt amazing. At first it was just the rubber sliding along my opening. But I started to realize I was holding the chair. Both my arms were nowhere near my ass that was being filled. My own body started to move faster. The room filled itself with my moans and all I wanted was more. More and deeper.
The intense pressure started to feel good and dirty. There was an actual toy in me.
It went deeper and deeper. My cock was twitching and throbbing. I let myself go and with one final thrust I lowered my body over the last inch. There was a tiny hint of pain but then my hole closed itself over the final smaller part of the toy. I was plugged.
My own butt was stuck to this chair, plugged and caught by a real toy. I was breathing loudly and my nails hurt from digging themselves into the chair.