The Brownstone: Untold Stories Ch. 03

"Maybe I should service you again before I tell you about this lifestyle" he said.

'Maybe you should' I thought to myself. I wasn't about to stand in his way doing something he obviously enjoyed doing. And let me tell you, he knew exactly what he was doing. When he sucked me in the bathroom he knew the importance and urgency that I cum quickly. Somehow he was able to sense the urgency to take the edge off and he did just that. Now, he instinctively knew it was time to take things slowly. This was his main course of the evening. I fully intended to enjoy every second of it as I scooted my ass down to the edge of the chair, leaned back, closed my eyes and concentrated solely on what was being done to me.

Two orgasms and three hours later we had moved down to the kitchen where we were having a beer and eating cold pizza. The oddness of what had just happened between us faded and I was finding that I was comfortable sitting naked listening to him talk.

Brian, as I finally learned his name, was from a military family, but he let me know that he had broken with tradition and chosen not follow in his father's footsteps by joining the military when he turned eighteen.

"I think all my life I felt the need to serve strong men. Maybe it was living on military bases all my life, being around strong willed men and me a little wiry thing," Brian looked down at his body. He had a compact hard body that basically wasn't graced with too much height. "Sex also wasn't something we talked about in my house. My father had raised me from the time I was born. He had gotten my mother pregnant and she wanted no part of raising a family. I guess he figured that if he didn't talk about sex I wouldn't want to have it."

"Maybe he just didn't know how to start the discussion." I thought back to my father, whose only advice to me was to fuck my brains out as much as I could before I got married because afterwards I'd never get sex.

Brian shrugged. "I was patient and waited until I was eighteen to start my exploration. The first man I sucked was my father's best friend who was staying at the house while my father was away for a month. Lou walked in on me one morning when I was 'taking care of business'. He didn't say anything he just stood and looked at me for a long moment then walked out.

"I don't know why but for some reason I was scared he might tell my father and I quickly threw on clothes and ran out into the living room. I can't even begin to tell you how shocked I was when saw him sitting on the couch, his pants off and his hard cock in his hand. 'I want you to kneel and suck this cock, boy.' His voice was so authoritative it made my dick hard again. I dropped my shorts and a moment later I knelt before him tasting cock for the first time. Lou showed me just how natural and how much I love to serve." Brian took a deep breath and continued.

"I still didn't fully understand everything he was telling me. I knew that I trusted him and if he told me to keep an open-mind than that was just what I was going to do. I learned a lot during the time I was with him, he was stern but fair with me and he was right - I did love to serve."

I was mesmerized listening to him and when he finished talking I started barraging him with endless questions. The funniest part was that while he was answering one question I was already asking another and had ten more lined up. In the end it boiled down to that at twenty years old Brian was convinced that he was destined to be a submissive. Lou taught Brian the basics, how to suck cock, how to be subservient and even gave Brian his first spanking. The day that Lou left to return to New Mexico he referred Brian a submissive, Daniel, who lived in the area. Daniel in turn introduced Brian to his Master who was gracious enough to let Brian spend a weekend at his house. Fortunately for Brian the Master was extremely impressed with his natural submissive nature which in turn opened doors for him to be able to find a Master for himself.

"Because I impressed Master Henry I have been invited to a gathering of Masters in Pennsylvania this weekend. This will be my second time there. I'm hopeful that I will find my Master at this gathering." He voice was tinged with nervousness and excitement.

I figured I still didn't have a grasp on this 'lifestyle' as he called it. What was the big deal about finding a Master, the kid had just sucked my cock better than anyone else had in my entire life. Hell I would have kept him around just for that reason alone. He could be subservient to my cock all he wanted. He told me that he wanted to commit to a Master so he could give himself totally body and soul and ass to him. Ass? Here was something new he added to the equation which perked my attention yet again.

Patiently he explained that when a submissive looks for a Master to commit to, the Master normally insists that the submissive candidate be an anal virgin. It was a throwback to times when men wanted their wives to be virgins on their wedding night but in this case a Master's cock is to be worshipped. Anything his cock touches becomes sanctified therefore their submissives ass must be sacred unto them.

I was liking the sound of this more and more. I'd never had a virgin before. The thought of having a virgin all to myself was definitely turning me on. Actually, everything Brian had told me was driving me more and more into wanting to explore this world he had chosen to live in.

Wanting to see if I could pull this off I looked at Brian and told him to stand up and take his clothes off. Obediently he stood and shed his pants. I was a good five or six inches taller but his body was tight and well taken care of. The moment he shed his jeans his cock sprang to life, it wasn't anywhere near as thick as I was, but he had length and a set of balls that looked full and ready to explode. I wanted to see his ass and told him to show it to me. He turned his back to me and spread his legs slightly showing his flawlessly shaped firm tight little ass. Incredibly I found myself instantly hard again. Reaching out I ran my hand lightly over his ass cheeks which were soft and smooth. An image of him lying over someone's lap being spanked popped into my head and I suddenly understood.

I stood up and stepped closer to him. "I'm not going to fuck you boy but I want you to hold perfectly still" I told him. I rubbed my cock over his ass, letting it come to rest between his virgin ass cheeks. Pre-cum was dripping down my cock onto his ass. Pushing against me Brian took a small step back and began dry humping my cock with his ass cheeks.

Shit! What the fuck was this kid doing to me? I found myself moaning wanting to pull him tighter to me but knowing I couldn't, I swung him around, forced him back to his knees and made him suck my cock again. I grabbed him by his ears and thrust my cock in and out of his mouth until I emptied another full load into his mouth. Never in my life had I cum so many times in such a short period of time.

It was late and my cock was finally drained. Brian made no move to leave when I decided to go to sleep. While I got into bed he used the bathroom and returned with a comforter and pillow from the hallway closet and made himself a makeshift bed on the floor next to my side of the bed. I told him I had no problem with him sleeping on the other side of my bed, after all how much room did I take up in my California king bed? Quietly he explained to me that a virgin is not allowed to sleep in the same bed with someone that his not his Master. I didn't bother to ask him why. I was smart enough to figure that out on my own.

We were quiet for a long time. I lay in bed wondering what Brian saw in me that made him think that I was a Master. That question still hung over me and no matter how many times I asked he always said the same thing 'Sir, you are a Master' he had no doubt whatsoever in his mind and even said that in the short time we had been together he could see it emerging more and more within me.

I watched him lying on the floor next to me. His eyes were closed and he appeared to be at such peace. I replayed the last few hours over again in my mind, thinking about everything we did and said. A moment later I said out loud 'I want to go with you this weekend'

He didn't even open his eyes, he just gave me a half smile and in his quiet voice answered me back..."I've already made the arrangements Sir."