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Chapter 1
Alrick was as nervous as hell. He knew he shouldn’t be doing this. He shouldn’t be on this plane. He was crazy. But it felt so right. Hadn’t he been corresponding with Daniel for a year or more? Couldn’t he trust him just a little? He knew what his likes and dislikes were. He knew he was into a little bondage. That he liked some pain infliction. That he loved frottage. That he looked like the dad he had never had. It all served to excite him. To cause a stirring in his loins that, right now, made him want to attack every older male on the plane. Thank goodness he was strapped to the jump-seat in the cockpit with the pilot and copilot. He knew them both and they had agreed to let him hitch a ride. He couldn’t very well attack them, even though they were as studly as they came. God, his thoughts made him as hard as a rock. Thank heaven that his form fitting T was long and covered his groin while he was sitting. He knew he would have to get soft before landing or broadcast his horniness to everyone.
Alrick was 23. He had very light brown hair that always threatened to curl and fall down into his face. He tried to keep it under control but by the end of the day it had a mind of its own. In the summer it was worse, curling like mad and bleaching out to a dark blond. Other people thought it was cute, sexy even, but he just wanted it under control. He was proud of the rest of his body. The tight T brought out the well-defined muscles of his chest and abdomen. His nipples were large even when not aroused. Now, they stood out like 3/4 inch bolts, over a ½ inch from his body. His six pack, and pecs stood out enough that he got a lot of stares from both men and women. Not that he cared for the women. Men turned him on, especially older men. Men like Daniel.
His cargo shorts were a little too tight, too. Although they showed off his ample package, they allowed, what he thought were his greatest asset to stand out, his legs. Alrick loved strong legs. He worked hardest at perfecting his legs. He could leg press eight hundred and fifty pounds and ran ten miles, three times a week on the treadmill. There was almost no fat on his body, just enough to make his skin soft and not make him appear muscle bound. He hated the look of the extreme bodybuilders, whose muscles showed through in stark detail. His legs were wonderfully defined, and the outline of the muscles was perfect, without any of the harshness. His face was slightly lean without looking too narrow. His smile was dazzling and lit up his whole face when it was displayed.
But the best thing was his eyes. His lashes were full and seductive, impossibly long. Sapphire blue, they flashed electricity when he smiled with them. Most girls would have died for his eyes. They spoke ‘bedroom’ when he unleashed them. Using them, he could have just about any girl or guy on his campus, if he had wanted them. But he didn’t want them. Some of the professors were studly enough, but they were all hets or had partners. Not that they were stupid enough to get entangled with a student, anyway.
Dan, now Dan was another thing, altogether. Steel-gray hair in a short butch cut. Wonderful eyes, he could get lost in them. Rugged features, manly. A smile and lips that made Alrick want to kiss them forever. And the most important thing, a brain, and he knew how to use it. Someone had once told Alrick that all sex was in the brain and he believed it. Dan’s thoughts and kindness really turned him on. He never talked down to his friend from Saint Louis. Their conversations were rarely trivial, and they discussed a myriad of exciting topics. Those conversations always turned Alrick on.
Dan was a doctor, a psychiatrist with a large practice. He also taught at the University of the Virgin Islands, on St. Thomas. He was an author of five or six text books as well as some science fiction, and contributed to Nifty on a regular basis. Alrick thought that the nifty articles were well written and very sexy. Dan had a little paunch, mostly because his diet consisted of things with butter and rich sauces, wines, and steamed cream in his coffee. However, he was in good shape otherwise. He exercised regularly and often went SCUBA diving and skin diving. He was an excellent swimmer and diver.
Alrick loved the way Dan looked and loved his mind, and he wanted to be loved by him sexually. Long and often. He had dreamed for a long time about going to St. Thomas. He wanted to get in some diving and swimming and see the sights. But, mostly he wanted to see Dan naked, between his legs, kissing passionately, while he fucked Alrick’s brains out. The only problem was, Dan didn’t know he was coming. Alrick prayed that he would forgive him for showing up on his doorstep. He knew that he didn’t want to share his condo, so he was prepared to stay somewhere local for the duration.
The pilot announced to the passengers in back that they were about to land and Alrick slipped his sandals back on and put his backpack under the jump-seat. He only had his backpack carry on and a duffel with his SCUBA equipment and spare clothes and stuff. Not that he would need much, he planned to stay in his Speedos or naked most of the time. He wondered if there were any nude or gay beaches on St. Thomas.
After landing and all the rigamarole of getting his duffel, he gave the taxi driver Dan’s address. Dan had sent it so that Alrick could mail him some Swedish Coffee, called Gevalia. Alrick paid off the Taxi and knocked on the yellow door at the address. He had noticed that the island buildings seemed to be painted in a lot of pastel colors. The door opened, and Dan stood there. Dan involuntarily licked his lips on seeing the stud on his doorstep, but he had no idea who he was or what he wanted. He hoped that he would have some reason to invite him in. His cock was giving that tingling feeling, changing its size. He was thankful that he had his light robe on over his trousers.
“Yes?” he said.
Alrick said, “Hi diverman, can I come in?”
Daniel immediately recognized Alrick’s nickname for him, and his jaw dropped in shock. He was uncharacteristically slow in replying but he recovered and said, “Alrick?”
Alrick stepped through the door, dropped his duffel and backpack, and threw his arms wide, saying. “In the flesh, Daniel, surprised to see me?” Dan grabbed him up and swung him around in a loving hug. He couldn’t stop laughing. Alrick figured he wasn’t very mad. Dan held him at arms length and drank in his form. He was all but drooling. Then he stepped forward, wrapped his arms back around him and planted a kiss, full on the mouth. It took about just one second for Alrick to open his mouth and probe Dan’s teeth. Dan opened up immediately and their tongues began a duel for prominence in the other’s mouth. They gripped each other harder, and could each feel the other’s rampant cock pressing into his pubes. Their tongues probed deeper and they each began to moan into each other’s mouth. They kissed for a full five minutes before they broke free, panting for breath. Both cocks were at full mast, and their horniness hormones were pumping at high output. Alrick wanted to jump his bones right there, but the wisdom and maturity of Dan took over and he authoritatively steered him into the kitchen.
“Alrick Nicholas Davisson, what the hell are you doing down here?” Dan panted, still affected by the kiss. He poured him a cup of fresh coffee and put it on the table in front of him. He couldn’t stop staring at the boi with obvious longing. Hoping against hope that he would stay long enough for them to make love. God, he wanted this hot boi.
“I came to see you, and maybe have enough spare time to do some diving,” grinned Alrick. “If you’ll have me. I mean, let me stay, I mean. I don’t mean here, I know you don’t want to share your house. I mean, I could stay at a motel or something. Do you know of a close place? I don’t want to bother you.”
“Alrick, Shut up.” Commanded Dan. “You’re babbling, and I’ve never known you to babble on Skype, why are you doing it here? Of course you can stay here. I won’t hear of you going somewhere else. But, there are a few rules we have to discuss if you are going to be living with me.”
Alrick blushed at the rebuke, then the rest of his words sank in. “Living with me, did he mean living ‘with’ me?” Alrick thought, and his heart jumped, then he said, “Okay, what are they?”
Dan looked him right in the eye and said, “First, this is my house and while you are in it I expect you to obey my rules and orders fully and without question, do you agree?”
Alrick had known this might be coming, but he paused and thought about it. Then said, “Can I hear all the rules before I agree to anything?”
Dan chuckled. “Well you passed the first test. I thought you were bright enough not to let that go by. Of course, you can. Second, I am a top, as you well know. I will always and only be a top. If we have anal sex, you will be my bottom. Other than that, what I do myself, is pretty much just limited by my imagination. Third, I like bondage and pain, but am not totally into them. I just use them for some spice. You will submit to them. Forth, you will be my sex slave, but I will not humiliate you in front of myself or others, nor ask you to be a total house slave. I will expect you to share the chores, though. Fifth, when we are in public, you will act like my nephew, not a slave. But, I will mark you in an inconspicuous way. I have a necklace you will wear locked on your neck the entire time you are here and until you get home. I may mail you the key, so it is there when you get home. Sixth, you will be naked in my home one hundred percent of the time, unless we have innocent guests. Then I expect you to be dressed appropriately for the occasion. With other and not so innocent guests, what you wear will be up to me. Seventh, you will not masturbate nor will you have sex with anyone else, unless I give you permission. Eighth, You will always address me as ‘Master’. Do you agree to all of these demands?”
Alrick said, “Sir, I will address you as Master if you insist, but I suggest that I call you “Dad” unless we are having a sexual event, then I will address you as Master. I really want to have a father, ‘dad’. And would love for you to be him. If that doesn’t seem appropriate to you, then may I call you ‘Uncle’ in public and ‘Dad’ here. Second, I agree to not masturbate, jack-off or otherwise play with myself, nor have sex with anybody else unless I have your permission. Third, I will be completely naked in your home, with the stipulations that you stated. However, I ask that if innocent guests are here, that I be treated as a honored guest, as well. Also, if not so innocent guests are here, that I not be their slave but yours only to command and that you treat me with the respect of a high level slave. Forth, I agree to your necklace, but ask that it be discrete. Fifth, I will be your sex slave, with your stipulations. Sixth, I will submit to your bondage, but request that it not be excessive nor long lasting. I will also submit to pain, but you should know, as a practical matter, that too much pain and I get totally turned off, not on. May, I suggest, Sir, that if I say ‘stop, stop’, it means for God’s sake go on. And if I say ‘Mayflower’ it means that I can’t take more pain. And I need you to back off a little. Can you agree to that? Seventh, I will respect you as a ‘top’ and not ask you to be a bottom for me. Eighth, Other than any stipulations we have agreed to, I will obey your rules and orders fully, and without question, as long as I am visiting you here. Ninth, You will give me my total freedom at the end of eight days and allow me to go home. We may, by mutual agreement, reestablish this relationship in the future. I would also like to be shown the island and go diving with you. And finally, Tenth, I respectfully ask for these stipulations. You have indicated by your demands that I am a high level slave and as such I make, humbly and abjectly, with all due obedience, these requests.”
Dan was impressed that Alrick not only remembered the rules and their order, but repeated them in reverse order. He also noticed the stipulation of going free. He was pleased at the submission and humbleness Alrick showed in the last statement. He had known Alrick a long time and was even more impressed now. It looked like it was going to be a stimulating eight days.
“Alrick Nicholas Davisson, these conditions of yours are not usual in the normal course of Slave/Master relations. However, I did infer that you were to be a higher level slave than is usual, and as such I agree.” Dan promised. “Now, why haven’t you begun to obey.”
Alrick, looked at him questioningly, then the penny dropped and he immediately stripped all of his clothes off and stood at attention. His thoughts strayed and his cock again rose to the occasion. Dan, smiled, as his own cock got hard at the sight of his young slave standing naked, erect and obedient in front of him. He adjusted it into a more comfortable position. He said, “Your stipulations show an alert, agile intelligent mind, open to traps and other subtle connotations. I think we are going to have eight wonderful days together. You already stimulate my mind and my body, not to mention my emotions. And you haven’t even been here more than a half hour. Stand there till I get back”
“Yes Sir, Dad,” said Alrick.
Dan went to his ‘toy box’ and brought back a few things. He had ordered many such toys from gay.stockroom.com. He had Alrick stand with his arms outstretched, and his legs apart. He went behind Alrick and put a very beautiful pewter necklace on a stainless steel cable around his neck and fastened it with a tiny silver padlock. There was only about an inch of give and it wasn’t about to come off. It had a little medallion in the front that had the initials D.D.M.D. on it, in very fancy scroll work. It was very hard to tell what it said. It just looked like a fancy design. Then he fastened a cuff on each wrist and ankle. They were of tough white leather with intricate embossed designs. They, too, were fastened with small padlocks. They actually looked very smart. The next to last piece was a metal cockring that went around the boi’s cock and balls and locked in place with an attached lock. Dan showed Alrick a small pouch called a ‘Penis Prison’. It had hundreds of tiny 1/4 inch sharp nails lining the pouch. He pulled Alrick’s balls into it and pressed a little hard. The tiny nails hurt but Alrick said nothing as his cock rapidly shrank to a small size. When it was small enough, Dan zipped it over his cock and balls and padlocked the zipper closed. He put the keys on a chain and put it around his neck.
“There, you will stay like that unless we go out, or I otherwise take them off. The necklace, of course stays on all the time. It signifies you are mine, slave, even if I call you ‘son’?” Said Dan, in a commanding voice.
“Yes Sir, Dad.” Said Alrick, sweating a little.
Dan said, “The pouch won’t hurt you unless I hit it, or you start to get an erection. It might get a little uncomfortable to sit, but an erection will drive the nails deep into your cock and balls and that will be very painful. So you need to keep your thoughts under control. This little device will teach you thought control sooner or later. I think it is an important life lesson for you to learn. I suggest you learn it sooner. Understand?”
“Yyyyes Sssir, Dad,” stammered Alrick. He was already working on keeping his thoughts somewhere else.
“Go get your stuff and follow me to the bedroom, and unpack,” Dan ordered.
“Yes sir, Dad,” Said Alrick meekly.
Alrick picked up his duffel, backpack and clothes and followed Dan to the back of the house. There they entered a very large bedroom with a king sized four-poster bed. He noticed rings in the ceiling and walls and other strategic places. They started him to thinking, and his dick started to grow, but it hurt almost immediately and quickly shrank as he turned his thoughts to unpacking. Dan noticed and looked away and smiled. Several times as he unpacked, his thoughts would waver and he learned to control them quickly. Dan told him where to put the things, and was interested in his SCUBA equipment. He recognized high quality and nodded his head in approval. When Alrick got to his Speedos, his dick started to expand rapidly and he doubled over in pain before he could get his thoughts under control. The pain was a sharp teacher, and he was getting the hang of thinking of neutral things.
When all the clothes and equipment had been put away, Dan led him to the kitchen for lunch. They chatted happily, and Alrick soon was calling Dan, ‘Dad’ at every opportunity. And Dan readily reciprocated. He rather liked calling the boi, ‘son’. And he was glad the ‘Penis Prison’ was not on him as the nearly naked boi had him hard all the time. He liked the sexual tension and could hardly wait for bedtime. He noticed that several times Alrick would sweat and stare off into the distance. He guessed correctly that the Penis Prison was doing its job. They ate a delicious lunch of salad and fruit and cold corned beef sandwiches on local baked whole grain bread. Washing it down with a nice red table wine. They also caught up on each others lives. And, began some deep discussions. Dan was in heaven, and so was Alrick.
When they were done and they had washed and dried the dishes, Dan told Alrick to go get his former clothes on. Alrick returned, in shorts, Tee and sandals, his package now standing out even more because of the pouch. Dan took off the wrist and ankle cuffs, and they got into Dan’s Martin and toured the local sites. They drove all over the island, it seemed to Alrick. Dan explained all the sights, sounds, and smells of the wonderful tropical island. The Penis Prison pinched occasionally in the seat, reminding Alrick of the imprisoned cock. This resulted in a quick lesson and readjustment of his balls and dick. Alrick was learning fast. The not so rare bump was an annoyance, however. Dan showed him the restaurant they would eat at that night, as well as the wonderful white beaches and some dive spots not shown to the tourists.
When it got late, Dan drove home, and they changed into casual slacks and polo shirts. They were both in the bedroom and when Dan got naked, Alrick stared for a moment then looked away and concentrated on innocent thoughts. “God, he thought, this might get very hard to do if Dan gets sexy while this thing is on.” He began to use some meditative techniques that Dan had told him about when he had his last set of finals. He thought it delicious irony that those techniques would help him conquer this evil device. When they had finished dressing, Dan reapplied the ankle cuffs which were effectively hidden by the trousers. He also applied matching wrist bands that looked like elegant, expensive, silver jewelry, except they had internal locks and a snap out ‘D’ ring on the bottom. One had a small watch face on the outside of the linked metal and the other had an ID attached in the same place. It too, like the medallion, had the D.D.M.D. scroll work. They were very tough and almost impossible to break.
The bracelets and necklace set off Alrick’s dazzling good looks, and Dan couldn’t help but stare at him. Alrick just grinned at him and kept his thoughts on neutral things. The meditation worked. But his eyes shouted ‘BEDROOM’ and Dan couldn’t figure out how he managed to do both simultaneously. This level of thought control so soon, drove Dan mad with desire. He was hungry for both food and for this Adonis, his new slave. Bedtime could not come soon enough.
To be continued...
Posted: 06/15/07