A VIRGIN NO MORE
The dreams were painless repeats of yesterday's spectacle in the shiny sling. In the dream Alon was watching the Priest but from a sitting position. Sparks were flying from the friction of a "glowing baseball bat" as it pistoned into his crotch. They were smiling and laughing, Alon grew closer and closer to what the dream depicted as he was wracked by a hand-free orgasm of volcanic proportions. As alon blinked the vision changed from the devilish looking Priest to Spencer, then Rick, Nyah and Lolly but ended with Master Lee's smiling face causing the fireworks display.
Alon awoke to find he had just ejaculated. His hand rested on the now cummy erection , his fingers still tightly grasping the slick pole.
"Young Master, breakfast is here, clothes are clean and hanging in the closet. If there's nothing else we can do Lolly and I have been called to a staff meeting......." Nyah saw the puddle on Alon's stomach and the boy's cream covered hand and penis. ".... Oh my! We'll clean you up first, sir"
Lolly took off for the bathroom for wash clothes; by the time he returned Nyah had already cleaned the mess. He stood smiling, licking his lips.
"Bitch!!" Lolly pronounced grinning.
"Master Alon, we will be back in an hour, I think"
Alon didn't hear Nyah, his thoughts were still on his dream. "Hey, will you guys look at my butt? It's sore and I'm afraid of what it might look like after yesterday's .....whatever it was."
Lolly got on the bed with Alon and lifted his legs, the prone boy instinctively grabbed his ankles.
"Your cheeks are a b little pink but you have a cute pink rosebud. Looks fine, better than fine.... ....tempting."
Alon's ass was indeed back to normal. But it sure didn't feel that way. It felt sore in a way that seemed only being railed again could remedy. The thought both scared and intrigued him.
The two stewards left for their meeting; Alon headed for the "bathing suite".
Spencer was poised over the toilet bowl taking advantage of the combination bidet/douche attachment.
"You probably need this more than I do" Spencer grinned as he flushed and turned on the steam for the shower. "I see there are a few toys stuck in the walls in there, gonna try one, I think. Nothing like a good fuck under a hot shower".
Spencer was right, the shower was the size of a small room or large closet. Several shower heads, hand held shower heads, and an assortment of dildos protruding from the walls. "It's really great, Alon. Some are one platforms to sit on, some to back up onto and they all have vibrator settings. Too bad they aren't hooked to fucking machines."
"You sure think about sex a lot, Spence. You should have been in that sling yesterday; you might have enjoyed it" Alon scanned the shower room, he was duly impressed.
"Ya think?" Rick was sitting on a vibrating dildo while lathering his body under the full-body spray. "We wouldn't be able to have gotten him out of it......" they all chuckled " He'd most likely still be there."
"I'm not that bad, Rick "
"I saw you pull a train for most of an afternoon, dude"
Alon listened to the boys's banter but stood a distance away under a regular shower head. He couldn't help but watch them; they were definitely fun to be around.
He wished he could sit, then saw a chair on the far side almost hidden by mist. He didn't realize the seat had a large hole, like a toilet seat, until he sat on it.
"There's a button on the wall if you want your butt showered from below. " Spencer said. "I'd kinda like to watch that"
Alon watched the boys enjoy their shower toys and chose to not push the button; his butt felt pummeled enough.
Spencer and Rick hadn't kown each other long at all but they became close fast. Similar proclivities, not being able to keep their hands off the other and the absolute necessity of having sex together. Both switch so their sex-capades were anything but dull. Spencer was intrigued by BDSM and bondage; not so much torture but being dominated was a fantasy for a long time.
In his "previous life" Spencer had been kicked out of his family home at fourteen. With tears streaming down his face he had the clothes on his back, his phone, and what he could hastily stuff into his backpack. School was forgotten and before long so were his belligerent parents. A short time on friends's couches was always cut short by the "do-gooder" parents of those friends. He started a fan page and registered on an escort site.
Spencer's escorting post caught several men's attention and the boy had become curious about the dom/sub relationship. His first was a two-nighter for which he earned $250. Plus a hefty tip. The good fortune didn't stop there.
Lonnie, a gay porn video producer, saw the post on an escort site showing a half naked model/escort nicknamed 'SuSpence' and decided to use him in a video he was about to film; the boy's portfolio of pics showed a perfectly small bubble-butt. Diminutive and thin body.
Not enough muscle tone, but Lonnie was confident he could change that.
Though identified as versatile or would switch positions convinced the video maker.
Spencer became an asset to the production company and eventually Lonnie's "houseboy". The polite label for an old man's fuck boy.
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THE STUDENT
FantasíaA young man is chosen from many to be taught in the ways of the Pleasure League. Master and qatant will embark on missions to learn of the world's many forms of sexual pleasure. As well as educate those worthy.
