He told me how that boy wasn’t actually that good at giving a show. So he started directing him. Giving him ideas and tips on how to be more sexy and dirty. It didn’t take long for him to realize that that was what he had been looking for. After he was ‘done with the boy’ he started to really get into it. He did tell me once more that so far it had only been online. I was his first actual little slave.
My cock had gone flaccid and once more I rocked my hips. The pressure deep inside my body made me shiver and I felt myself leaking. Once it was hard Gerard ordered me to squeeze out everything and show him the cup. I obeyed.
One side of the cup had a nice decent layer of precum. The clear slick juice was running down slowly in a tiny puddle on the bottom. Gerard took the cup from my hands and looked at it closely.
“Not bad.” He said and then raised it to me “Tea?” he asked with a big smile.
I nodded slowly, knowing that if I refused I would receive my dose in another way.
He filled the cup with water and placed a teabag inside. I could smell the sweet aroma of roseberry.
He handed it back to me. I took a small sip.
It tasted wonderful. I felt the nice warmth and sweetness of the tea, while the aftertaste was unmistakable my own cock. I blushed a little when I thought of doing this more often with my own tea. I took a few more sips and let the warmth course over me. I fully relaxed now. I was still a little aroused but more in control.
“You like it?” Gerard asked.
I nodded faintly. Why was it so difficult to defy him. All I wanted was to disappear and relax.
Gerard got up and took the cup from my hands. He opened his fly and aimed his own cock right over the glass. After a squeeze I saw a huge dose of precum fall in and mix with the tea and my stuff. He handed it back to me.
I looked at it. I couldn’t see anymore which of the floating strings where his or mine. I didn’t care. I took a sip. I could clearly taste cock stronger now. A salty musky taste. I wanted to wince and grimace. Tell him it was disgusting. Instead I felt kind of proud. I could taste another mans cock. I was actually swallowing it. My cock got harder and the plug felt tighter.
I hated him so much yet it tasted beautiful. I hid my reaction from Gerard.
He didn’t sit back down but instead walked from the table to a large suitcase that was in the corner of the room. He opened it up and I got a glimpse of bright red colored clothing and a hint of lace.
Gerard saw me watching and quickly turned the case away from my sight.
“No peaking now. You don’t want to ruin the surprise now?” He said.
“No, master” I softly answered.
Gerard mumbled to himself while searching through the suitcase.
After a minute or so he said “Ah, gotcha.” And picked out some kind of underwear. It was neon blue laced. It was the tiniest piece of fabric for a underwear and I quickly noticed to front was wrong.
Or missing in a way.
“Come here my little boy.” Gerard said friendly. I took a deep breath and tensed up all my muscles. In my head I slowly counted from 3 to 0. I stood up.
There was a twinge of pain and a huge increase of pressure, quickly followed by a ‘plop’ and a near orgasm. My ass was freed from the plug and I nearly fell down in pleasure.
My entire being disappeared. I wanted to run to Gerard and tear his pants down so I could stuff his cock in my mouth. I wanted to moan loud and jerk myself to an orgasm. My hole was throbbing pleasantly and my knees were shaking.
The feeling quickly disappeared luckily.
I turned and tried to walk to Gerard. I only made it two steps and them my legs gave way. I nearly fell to the floor but Gerard dropped the underwear and launched himself forward. He clapsed both my arms and I fell onto his body.
“Careful now” he said breathing heavily and softly stroked my back. I felt his clothes against my naked body. My hard cock was pressed against him. I hated myself for it but I hugged him tightly. I pressed my head on his chest and relaxed. I felt safe with him.
Once I had a grip on my own body again Gerard slowly let me go. He picked up the underwear and gave it to me.
“For you.” He said.
I took it from him and thanked my master.
They were crotchless panties. So girly.
I had to turn it around a few times before I saw how they should be worn. Then I slid it over my legs.
The fabric was softer than anything I had ever worn before. It was difficult to get my hard cock into the slit at the front but I managed. Eventually with a bit of tugging I got my balls through them as well.
The panties made my package stand out more than ever.
“Perfect” Gerard told me and pushed me towards the bathroom. It felt weird walking with it. My cock kept tugging on the underwear so the little string at the back rubbed over my still throbbing hole.
Inside the bathroom Gerard showed me to the mirror. I was pleasantly surprised with the result. My round butt looked cute in the girly underwear. It was so weird seeing the blue lace on my hairless body. If I would squint and hide my cock I looked like a teenage girl. I looked… sexy.
I couldn’t help but smile a little and I turned sideways, showing off my butt.
Gerard softly slapped it and made the skin jiggle.
“See, you really are a naughty boy.” He complimented me.
“Thank you, master” I thanked him.
We walked back again. Instead of sitting down at the breakfast table Gerard poured himself a cup of coffee and took it out back. There was a tiny porch on the backside of his cabin where more of those wooden chairs stood. I followed him out but Gerard sent me back to get my tea. I should finish it, he told me.
It was weird sitting down. I could feel my balls and cock touch the wood while I was wearing underwear. We sat down in silence for a while. I silently drank my juiced up tea and he sipped of his coffee. I felt the outdoor air. I felt the sun on my naked skin, yet this time I didn’t felt exposed. It didn’t really feel that naked. After seeing myself in the mirror. Seeing myself as being, sexy, I didn’t really mind it so much. Adding to that was Gerard sitting next to me. Weirdly, I felt safe with him.
I really relaxed now. I enjoyed the weather, my dirty tea and naughty underwear.
“Wanna get dressed and see what the rest is up to?” Gerard asked me.
I nodded “Yeah sure.”
There was silence. Then Gerard sighed deeply.
“Come now Lex, you were doing so great this morning.”
Oh fuck. I was so relaxed I had forgotten.
“I’m sorry master!” I quickly said. But Gerard was shaking his head.
“Go fetch all your clothes, and walk slow this time. I want to a relaxed stroll and not a sprint.”
My heart started to pound. I dreaded the walk. I slowly got up and walked around his cabin towards the trail that led to mine. Every step made my panties tug on my crotch and remind me of my naughty underwear. Slowly I started to relax. My mind was divided. A part was panicking and shouting I should run, yet another kind of wanted to be caught. I wanted to be seen in my revealing underwear. I wanted more people than just me and my uncle see how good it looked on me. How it made me look sexy.