Nicolas arrived at exactly the time I had stipulated, dressed in t-shirt and thin, tight shorts, with small briefs underneath, as I was later to discover. His car was parked a few houses down the street. He was bare feet, again carefully following my instructions. Most promising, I thought when I let him in. I guided him to the lounge, where I made him stand in front of me, his legs apart and with his hands on his back. He had his head bowed, staring at the floor. He was obviously nervous, but also desperately keen to experience what he had long fantasised about, as he indicated during a chat, a couple of hours before. Nick is a handsome boy, early twenties, fairly tall with an athletic build. He has a sensuous mouth and gorgeous brown eyes, a few earrings, and a piercing in one of his nipples, as I was soon to find out.
I had a good look at him, feeling various parts of his body, including his crotch, before I made him kneel and ask me if he could be my slave. This boy craved to be dominated. He begged, very convincingly, in a most obedient manner: "Please, sir, may I be your slaveboy, sir?" He assured me he would be a good slaveboy and accept punishment if I felt a need for this. "Good boy," I thought, when I accepted his services, then made him turn around and bend over, legs still spread. He kept his hands at his back, until he was told that this is not permissible for a slave when he has turned his back towards his Master. He remembered all the instructions, desperately keen to be a good slaveboy. His butt looked and felt great in his tight thin shorts. I lightly slapped his arse, which he appeared to enjoy, judging from the effect it had on his _c_o_c_k_. I would be gentle with him. Nick had indicated that he wanted to be spanked, but also that he was a bit afraid of pain. No problem with me. He also confided that he had not been _f_u_c_k_ed for about two years, but if that were to happen today, so be it. He only asked to take this point into consideration. I always respect my slaves' limits, and would make no exception with this boy.
I made Nick turn around and stand up straight again. He was still a bit nervous, but his _c_o_c_k_ was fully erect now. I made him remove his t-shirt, to have a good look at his well defined chest. A nice trail of hair emerged from his shorts, right up to his navel. I played with his nipples, which he visibly enjoyed, then grabbed his blonde hair, and pushed his mouth on mine, discovering that this was the best way to get him rock hard. I would exploit that newly discovered fact in the next hour or so. Before I made him remove his shorts, I had him kneel in front of me and collared him. The leather slave collar looked good on him, and he enjoyed wearing it.
Dressed only in his small briefs, bulging at the front, I made him turn around again, to enjoy the view and feel of his nice arse. He seemed to enjoy being told to bend over and display one of his assets. Kneeling on the floor, I put the leather cuffs on his wrists. He then removed my shoes and socks, and kissed my feet, before I made him removed his last bit of clothing. Nick loved being dominated and to be told what to do. This was his first experience with a Master, but he had clearly fantasised about it for a long time. Totally naked I kissed him passionately again, and made him play with my nipples, after he had removed my t-shirt. I blindfolded him and tied some string around his _c_o_c_k_ and balls. I let him suck on my nipples and use his hands, while I fondled his _c_o_c_k_ and balls. Nick is a natural - born to be a slaveboy!
When I pushed him back on the floor, I made him lick and suck my _c_o_c_k_ and balls, while using his hands on my nipples. Nick is an expert _c_o_c_k_sucker, and I could have come there and then, if I had not pulled back. I warned him he had to be careful, if he did not want to come in his mouth, but he did not seem to be the least worried. I wanted the fun to last, and tied his ankles together, then made him crawl to the bedroom, led him by his collar. At the end of the bed, I made him stand up and bend over. I took a wide belt, doubled it up, and touched his arse. "Have you ever had the belt, boy?" I wanted to know, though I already knew the answer from our chat at gay. com. "No sir," he said softly. "But you want it, don't you boy?" I was less sure of the answer now, and would no have used the belt if he had not said: "Yes, sir." I could not see the point of denying this boy what he clearly wanted, and gently used the belt on his tight arse.
After his spanking, I made him get on the bed, between my legs, where he had plenty to do. He sucked, played with my nipples and had a great time licking my arse. I loved his wet tongue up my crack. This boy knew what he was doing and clearly enjoyed every bit of it. After more passionate kissing and sucking my nipples, he took my _c_o_c_k_ in his mouth again, and used his expert hands on my nipples. I had a splendid orgasm, cleaned up my load, and decided my slaveboy needed a reward.
I made Nick turn over on his back, still blindfolded and with his ankles still tied together. I connected his leather wrists cuffs to his slave collar and started kissing him, fairly roughly. His _c_o_c_k_, which had gone a bit flaccid during his hard work, hardened in less than no time. I played with the nipple piercing and with both nipples, using my hands and mouth. His circumcised _c_o_c_k_ received attention of both my mouth and my hands. Nick moaned and groaned, pulling on his restraints, but I was not letting him have his orgasm yet. I wanted it to last and use him as my toyboy. More kissing. More titplay. More sucking. Then I finally made him come, and shoot his load on his belly. I fed him some of his semen, and he licked my fingers and his lips while eating it.
Nick was spent. I untied him, took his blindfold off, and let him rest. He actually dozed off for a short while. We played a bit more when he woke up again, a bit of his own dried semen around his lips. Then he had to go. He dressed in his tight shorts again. A great experience, both for my novice slaveboy and for myself. If you wondered if this is one of my true stories, I can assure you it is. If you want to respond, feel free to do so: hotdate@hotmail. com. I will forward your mails to my slaveboy Nick.