index

Message-ID: <62401asstr$1352250601@assm.asstr-mirror.org>
From: mike graves <bluespottedgecko@gmail.com>
Subject: {ASSM} {ass} Alpha Male 01 {bluespottedgecko}
Lines: 2063
Date: Tue, 06 Nov 2012 20:10:01 -0500
Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail
Approved: <assm@asstr-mirror.org>
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories
Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d

Attached is my first story and I hope I did everything right. I
have read
many over the years and want to thank all the sites for being on
the web
for all to enjoy. This story developed due to an incident that
happened
when I was sixteen but I have gone beyond that incident to create
the story.

Sincerely,

Bluespottedgecko
<1st attachment, "Alpha Male.txt" begin>

яю



{ass} Alpha Male 01 {bluespottedgecko} (m/m, d/s, exih, sp, hum,
F/m, inc, crossdressing)



Dated: November 5, 2012

This copywrited story is the sole property of the
writer/owner.All rights reserved.









This story is part truth and part fiction. What did happen and
what could of happened. It's about a young man going through a
rough time mentally when his father leaves the family for another
woman, leaving him and his mother to fend for themselves. It's
about relationships, bonding and the sexual frustration of a
teenage alpha male struggling to understand and control his own
emotional life, and the physical world around him.












                                                                
Chapter 1.





    Summers were short in the north country where cold and snow
was dominate. Everyone waited for the rise in temperature, the
warm wind, melting snow and longer days to signal the arrival of
Spring. And now it was here.



    School was still in session but the spirits of everyone in my
high school were much higher. Between classes the corridors were
filled with the loud noise of students making plans for the
weekend, who was seeing who and what new song was on the top ten
charts.





    My name is Dave and I'm sixteen even though I look older. I
have the weathered outdoor look with the proverbial 5 o'clock
shadow. I'm 5 foot 10 and weigh in at 160ish lbs. My hair is
brown and very wavy to curly if I let it grow out, which I try
not to do. My body is well proportioned and muscled due to a lot
of work on farms (side jobs), gymnastics (I love working the high
bar during lunch) and the ever present high school football /
basketball teams which I inevitably have to join. With my wide
shoulders and slim hips I guess you could say I have the V shaped
body of a  dedicated gymnast. I don't pay it much attention. It
is what it is, and it helps me get the work done.





   I've been told I have a handsome face, but when I look in the
mirror all I see are two dark eyebrows over two hazel colored
brooding eyes. A nose that slants slightly to the left (from
numerous fights) and two front teeth that slightly overlap thanks
to the genes of my forever pussy chasing ex-father. (I appreciate
that dad, NOT). And I guess the final feature is a slightly cleft
chin (My grandmother, "may she rest in peace" thought I should be
a model. I think she was bat-shit crazy).





    My family, consists of just me and my mom now. She divorced
the ass when he couldn't stop sticking his nose up other womens
cracks. We've had to move around a lot lately due to her job in
outside sales with a large pharmaceutical company. But her next
promotion (climbing the corporate ladder) should allow us to put
down more permanent roots..... somewhere.
 She makes good money in sales but has to travel often right now.
I'm old enough and experienced enough to take care of myself, and
she knows I don't take any shit from anyone. I'm also very aware
of how hard she works to pay the bills. That's one of the reasons
I take on part time work.



   I also take care of her when she's home.

She calls me when she's heading in from a run so I can estimate
her time of arrival. She knows I'll have the light on in the
window to guide her this way. When she returns from a trip and
ready to collapse I take over. While she's unpacking I run her a
hot bath with aroma therapy salts mixed in. She tells me I don't
need to do that but I think she just likes to fuss.

After her bath the next step is an hour or more on our portable
massage table to work out all the knots and kinks she accumulated
from a week of stress.



   Scalp to toenails, front and back, a full body massage minus
any clothing. Afterwards she puts on a robe and goes to the couch
where I brush her hair out while she eats a lite dinner.
Invariably she'll drift off to sleep. So after I clean up the
kitchen I put her to bed and on cold nights, I'll join her later.





   Mom, (her name is Jill) had me when she was just sixteen. I've
seen pictures of her at that time and she was a knockout and
still is today at thirty two. She has a classically beautiful
heart shaped face with green eyes, a pert nose and full lips. As
far as I'm concerned, she could easily compete with any
centerfold model. She stands about 5  ft. 5 in. with wavy auburn
hair that flows down her back. She boasts a set of 34 in. D tits
that are just starting to sag. A tiny waist perched on a full
round butt, topping a pair of slim legs and small feet complete
the package. She has always been a very feminine woman leaning to
the submissive side when she's with the right guy (me), someone
she loves, trusts and can count on (me,me and me). What more
could you ask for? Not a damn thing.





   You might find it strange that I massage Jill while she's
naked. We don't, because when the roles are reversed and I'm on
the table, she may have her bra and panties on, (she is such an
exhibitionist, Ha). Since hitting the road without him, we've had
to have some very open, frank and mature conversations which
restructured our relationship. I am the man of the house and she
is obviously the woman. We're more......long time very close
adult friends than mother and son. We discuss any topic and
nothing is taboo. We look out for each other and we protect each
other. Twice, in the past, I've had to beat the crap out of some
guy she went on a date with because he took liberties she didn't
agree to when he brought her home. That's one reason she doesn't
date much anymore. We both try very hard to take care of each
others needs.





   Anyway, I don"t want to think about her dates. It raises my
blood pressure. OK!





   Usually I'll be nude while giving Jill her long awaited rub
down. I guess you could call me an exhibitionist too. We both
like to play and it feels better that way. When she's face down
on the table, I'll climb up and straddle her thighs while I
massage her shoulders, neck muscles, upper back and spine. While
doing this, my soft cock is nestled in the crack of her ass. I'll
feel her try to lift her ass up to capture my meat while
giggling. But she knows she can't. It's just a cat and mouse
game.



   When it's time to turn over, a whisper in her ear with a light
slap to her butt gets her moving with a groan. While she's on her
back and I'm working on her upper torso, it's not unusual for her
to slip her fingers around my cock and lightly stroke it and my
balls. In return, I'll tweak her nipples until they stand up all
proud. And so it goes until we're both completely relaxed and
satisfied.





    Wow, sorry, veered off the topic again.
OK.





    This is the second high school so far I've been enrolled, in
the 10th grade, "lucky me". It makes for a semi-bad attitude and
a lack of long time friends for support when needed. I wonder at
times what it would be like to have roots. To live in one place
long enough to actually believe I belonged somewhere. Not the
gypsy life we're currently in.
And to top it all off,  when we moved here I had to break up with
my girlfriend who I was planning on marrying. (Yeah I know,
sixteen right, like I really know what I want. Oh well, I'm here
now for the next chapter in what the fuck is going to happen
next?)





   I get my share of looks from the female population in school.
I can almost hear their thoughts. (Who's the new guy? Where did
he come from? Does he have a girlfriend? How big is his dick)?
Yada Yada Yada. At sixteen it doesn't help matters because my
hormones are in overdrive. Believe me when I say a teenage male
thinks of sex every seven seconds. And just about anything he
sees, hears or smells can turn on his (fuck it or kill it)
switch. Sometimes thoughts run through my head about taking one
of these young ladies at the end of class, while all the others
are still filing out into the hall, and bend her over a classroom
desk, pull down her panties and give her a quick fuck just to let
her know I may be interested. Then I'd pull her up, tuck her
under my arm and whisper in her ear "you're in the running".



   Ahhh, such are the thoughts of a sexually enraged teenager.

Ha.  Oh well, enough about me.





   Jeff is one of my peripheral friends (of the few I have so
far) that live in the neighborhood. He's fifteen and stands about
5 ft. 4 in. and I'd say he was just shy of 100 pounds. His body
is slim. Arms, legs and neck resemble a girls. His torso is
underdeveloped but the one thing filled out is his round fat
butt, and that's an understatement. I'm sure he gets kidded a lot
about it. He has curly red hair, a semi soft feminine face, and a
smattering of  freckles. And at times he acts a little weird for
a guy.

 To explain weird in a teenagers mind, visualize a pack of wolves
in the woods. Jeff would never lift his leg to pee on a tree,
mark a territory or try to hump a female, alpha or not.



  (OK if you didn't get it, don't worry. I'll explain later).





  But in all honesty, in the small amount of time I've known him,
I like the kid and feel sorry for him. I try to keep the wanna-be
bullies out of his face. It's gotta be hard being him at this
stage of his life when all the kids are jockeying for position in
the hierarchy of teenage life. (For a supposedly intelligent race
we still act like animals. You got the fuckers and the fuckees.
And the fuckees don't have a whole lot-a-say in it.)





(Anyway, I digress).





    Every once in a while I would get together with one of my
buddies to do guy things. Play some sport or shoot some pool,
etc. Guys don't do pajama parties like girls. But once in a while
it's common for two or three of us to have a weekend sleepover to
break the boredom of home life or just to get away from our
families.



   In Canada every house has a basement to store food, use as a
recreation room and in some cases to partition off a section for
a bedroom and bath. Jeff's bedroom, bath and pool table is in the
basement.  We have the same set-up but I sleep upstairs where
ever I want.

 Jeff has three older sisters living upstairs with his parents so
his situation is different. His sisters (all cute and curvy with
big titties) probably banished him to the dungeon. I dunno.



   His parents are pretty cool though for parents. They like me
and keep trying to feed me any time I'm there.  His momma even
tried to give me a haircut one day after she cut his. (Not gonna
happen. I don't like the bowl cut. You know, put the bowl on the
head and cut off all the hair you see). Yeash!





   This weekend is the first time I'm scheduled to stay at
Jeff's. So after a long day at school, and chores at the farms, I
packed a bag and called him to to let him know I was on my way. I
got to his house in time to eat dinner with the whole family.
While I filled my plate for the second time, the girls were chit
chatting about this and that as I took stock of their looks.
Testosterone flushed through my body making my manhood big and
hard which made it uncomfortable as hell in tight jeans.



   A little squirming and repositioning under the table helped
somewhat. My actions did not go unobserved by his sisters.

At one point I needed to get up to get some more ice and the
girls immediately noticed my bulge (laid out in the Zen
horizontal pose). It took all I had to play it cool while going
to and from the refrigerator. Their eyes tracked my dick like
laser beams from aliens. Damn, one part of my mind was saying (
yeah girls, which one of ya wants it first. The other part saw
the feral look in their eyes and I felt like I was the next one
to be tied to a spit and bar-b-qued).





  Seeing as these girls were a little older than me. I never
thought any of them would be seriously interested, much less go
to bed with little brothers friend. Even though I avidly hoped at
least one of them would. Mainly I thought this because they were
usually kind of stand offish. I guess they needed to put up a
front until they saw how big my front was. Maybe I could get
lucky.

 So far no offers, but I've caught on somewhat to the nuances of
female communication.
I think one of them is swimming around my bait, wanting a taste
for sure but needing to be completely discrete about it.





   Anyway after dinner Jeff and I retired  to the basement. The
pool table called to us and we racked them up for several games.
Later we watched the tube while talking about what went on this
past week at school and who was giving him grief. Around midnight
my energy was gone and we both decided it was time for sleep.
Jeff has a queen size bed (hand-me-down when his parents got a
new one), so there was plenty of space between us as we stripped
to our shorts, climbed in bed and when the lights went out, so
did I.





   In the wee hours of the morning I was dreaming about my
girlfriend giving me a good blow job. She would look at me with
those sexy blue eyes and alluring smile. She'd giggle and lick
the head of my dick while skimming her fingertips across my balls
because she knew it was something we both enjoyed. But suddenly
the dream shattered and my eyes flew open.





I awoke to find Jeff's hand in my Jockeys stroking my cock. "What
the fuck". I was shocked and didn't know what to do. I looked at
his face and he seemed to be sound asleep. My first thought was
to jump out of bed and beat him to death, because buddy, I ain't
gay? But on second thought (while he's still pumping my hard rod)
I figured that might be a bit rash and unfair if he really didn't
know what he was doing.



   Or maybe (while he's still stroking away) I should just remove
his hand, (he did look like he was dead to the world) and go back
to sleep.

 It was way too early to leave. I might wake up his parents in
the process (they might think I'm a burglar) and then I'd have to
explain why I didn't want to stay. That could ruin Jeff's life.



   While I ran all these thoughts through my head Jeff kept
slowly stroking my cock. I had to admit it did feel good having
someone else masturbate me. I didn't have to waste any energy.

(I thought it might be prudent to just lay there a bit, think
this through, and take several flash pictures with my camera
phone). Plus I was horny as all hell. So I took choice number
three and lowered my shorts to reposition his hand (flash) so he
could properly attend to me (flash).



   The first thing I realized was his strokes were way too slow.
So I took his wrist and sped him up (yeah that felt better). And
he kept the speed going for awhile but eventually slowed. So I
sped him up again.......and again...... and again (flash).

 He was like my personal wind up toy and I grinned at that. But
then the big event started to happen. I sped his hand up for the
climax and shot a big load in the air (flash) and all over his
hand and my dick. With the next two strokes he slicked up my cock
completely with my cum and he started pumping me faster on his
own. That's when I really thought he was faking sleep.



   I took his hand off me and shook his shoulder and said "hey
Jeff, wake up" but he didn't respond. I tried again with the same
results so reluctantly I resigned myself to go back to sleep all
sticky and deal with it in the morning.



   By early morning I was up, dressed and in the kitchen saying
goodby to his parents. Both were hunched over the table reading
the paper while they consumed their first cups of coffee. I
thanked them for having me over while the smell of freshly cooked
bacon, eggs and biscuits filled  the air.

Rita, the youngest girl of the bunch, stumbled into the kitchen,
eyes nearly closed. Wearing an almost invisible white baby doll
outfit, minus the panties. She followed the delicious aroma of
coffee and bacon as she stumbled right on by me.





  I watched her pass (dear God what an ass and figure. OK
everyone, please hold your breath and count to five....) and then
I coughed (ahem). She whirled around, eyes the size of silver
dollars, (her big tits following in her wake) and shrieked as she
took off down the hallway at a run. The baby doll flying high.
Her bare ass was bouncing in every direction of the compass, and
her beaver was peeking out between her legs.
 Her mother, not even looking up mumbled "wear clothes", while
her dad grunted his assent, never looking away from the paper. I
made up an excuse about something I had to do at home and then
left. I don't think Jeff was even awake by then.





  I needed time to think this all out before I saw him again. I
needed a plan because my balls were filling up (flashes of his
naked sister were doing re-runs across my brain, short circuiting
any normal thought process) and Jill wasn't home this weekend.
Plus I did like getting my dick pumped. And I had really liked
seeing his sister naked and watching her bits bouncing around.



 "Did I already say that"?





I decided to take the rest of the weekend to formulate said plan.
I'd confront him on Monday at school to see what his reaction
would be. I wanted to see if Jeff was in the closet or not.
Because if he was, then a little coercion could go a long way
toward getting what I wanted.















 Chapter 2











    On monday after lunch I was talking to a couple of guys in
the crowded hallway before our next class when I first spied Jeff
heading our way. Trying not to let him know I saw him, while
carrying on my before mentioned conversation, he actually, (well
it looked like it to me) pranced over, smiling the whole time
(good God maybe he's not in the closet). He stopped right next to
us and acted like he'd been there the whole time. I initially
ignored his arrival  but then cut short the talk with the guys
telling them I really needed to talk to Jeff about something.
They split and I whirled on him taking a firm hold of his arm
(his eyes went wide). My face was stone cold and I told him to
follow me.



    We ended up in a vacant classroom  where I pointed to an
empty chair and with a very stern voice said,





"SIT".





 He did without hesitation, fear in his face and body language.

"Would you like to explain yourself?" I said.





 "What do you mean?" he said.





 "Don't try to play dumb with me. You know very well what I'm mad
about."





"No I don't" he said.





 "Liar" I growl. "Why didn't you tell me you're gay." I seethed.





 With a shocked look on his face he whispered,"what do you mean.
I'm not g-gay."





"Really" I said, "Wanna see the pictures I took of you the other
night with your hand pumping my dick so hard my cum was spewing
out. You looking all asleep and innocent like. I wonder what the
guys and girls would think of you then. And if you were asleep,
which I don't believe for a second, It would still mean you were
dreaming of doing the exact same thing. Plus I know you smelled
my sticky cum on your hand in the morning. So there's no
difference".





I reached into my pocket and pulled out my cell phone. I brought
up the pictures file. He looked at them and his shoulders
collapsed.

With a hard voice I once again said "EXPLAIN YOURSELF".





  Jeff looked terrified. He couldn't run. He couldn't hide. He
just sat there shaking with fear.

"I,,,I,,,please don't tell anyone, please. I've always looked up
to you. I've always wanted to be your friend. I know I have a
little problem with certain things." he said.





 "A little problem". I said. "I think this is a lot more than a
little problem. Guys don't go around grabbing another guys cock
and start pumping it unless they're gay. Are you saying your a
LITTLE GAY with a LITTLE PROBLEM"?





Jeff just sat there and tears started running down his cheeks.




 "Have you done this before with anyone else? And don't lie to
me".





 "No" jeff said. "Honestly, I haven't touched another guy". His
head hung down.





 "Maybe I should e-mail copies of these to my friends in school.
I'm sure they would spread like wildfire. Maybe I should tell
your family what you did. I bet your sisters would love to see
these pictures.They'd think that hilarious. They'd laugh in your
face. You would be such a disappointment to your parents". I
said.





Jeff raised his head and said, "please don't do that. They don't
need to know. My sisters really don't need to know.I get enough
grief from them as it is".





I thought for a moment, the gears spinning fast. I wonder if Jeff
was an XXY baby. I wonder if his sisters feminized him as a
child. Put lipstick on him and dressed him in girl clothes. Made
him dress and act like a girl thru the years at home while his
parents were away so they could have another female in the
family. Did they have fun with him while growing up? While he was
dressed in panties and bra, with bows in his hair and full
makeup. Did they whisper in his ear and tell him he should be
sucking a mans cock like a girl. Showing him pictures of naked
men in magazines all the time implanting thoughts in his head.
The lesser girl in the family as the youngest and imperfect. Well
let's find out.





 "Jeff" I said softly. "Have you always had these thoughts of
wanting to be with a guy"?





"I dunno, probably. I can't think back that far" he said.





 "Were your sisters nicer to you when you wore girl clothes"? I
said.





Jeff's head snapped up "how did you know" fear evident on his
face.





 "Don't worry about that. What matters is that YOU now have a
problem of keeping it quiet in school, and from your family. I
don't think you want them to get confirmation that you're queer.
That you have an attraction to me as a man and my cock in
particular. Do you deny any of this and remember the pictures I
have".





 "No, I don't deny it". He said.

 I thought, Jeff must be as frustrated as any other guy our age
and he can't tell anyone he's gay. This just might work out.





 "OK, this is what I'm willing to do" I said.



 "I won't say a word to anyone or make public these pictures. But
in return you have to do something for me. You're going to take
care of me and my sexual needs when I tell  you to. And I know
you must be sexually frustrated as  well, am I right"?



 "Yeah, I get tired of doing myself, and my sisters are always
popping into my room unannounced. I've got no privacy." he said.





 "OK, to sum all this up, you're gay and you like my dick. You
manhandled my cock a few nights ago without my permission, which
will never happen again. And you WILL be punished by the way for
that little indiscretion. But for now you need to prove to me
that you're willing to hold up to your end of the bargain. You
need to show me that you can make my life happy. That you can
give me something better by me keeping silent about your sexual
preferences".

 That would be good, yes?" I said.





  Jeff nodded his head starting to understand.





  "Good, then it's time you got acquainted with your hearts
desire". I walked up to where he  sat and said "get on your knees
and unzip my pants. Pull my cock out so you can see it".





  Jeff just sat there dumbfounded.





 "On your knees. Do it NOW I" I snapped.





 Jeff's body jumped a little and he dropped to his knees. His
hands flew to my zipper. He started pulling it down while saying
"what if someone walks in?"





 "Well you better work fast before they do".



 Little did he know the room we were in wouldn't be used again
today for at least a few hours.





 "Undo my belt and snap so you can lower my jeans and briefs. I
want you to get the full benefit of your first look".





 He did as he was told and my semi erect cock sprang up and
bounced in front of his face. How to describe my meat? Well,
first, it has the classic looks of a perfect cock. And by that I
mean it's not bent, twisted, exaggerated or malformed in any way.
 To describe the size, ummmmmmmm, the best way to do that is to
say that one time while I was on the toilet taking a crap. For
fun I took an empty toilet paper roll and BARELY forced my rock
hard cock to slide inside it to the point where the roll was snug
up against my pubic hair and the full head of my dick was showing
on the other end. That would make it about 6 inches long and fat.
(No I don't have a monster cock and don't want one. When my cock
is buried in a pussy I want every millimeter buried, not just
some of it.)




  As Jeff continued to look at my pole it got harder. The head
was staring him in the face, flared like a cobra.





 "Kiss the head of your master" I said.





Jeff looked up at me and I nodded, "it's OK, I give you
permission". Jeff looked down at my dick again his ears turning
red. He leaned in and gently kissed it on the tip .




 "I've never done this before". He said.





 "It's what you want though. It's what you need. It's what you're
designed to do. Your destiny in life. Your parents were supposed
to have four girls Jeff. Four girls that would naturally be
attracted to a man's cock. Look at you. You're even built like a
female minus the pussy and tits. You've got a wide round ass,
beautifully feminine face, and with a long haired wig and some
makeup, you could pee in the ladies bathroom with none of the
other women the wiser".





"Look, I said, some guys are Alpha males and some are Omega's.
Alpha males protect Omega's and Omega's take carer of the needs
of Alpha's. In so doing the Omega has a place in the pack. A
feeling of accomplishment. Of doing a needed job. The Omega feels
self worth and pride in taking care of the Alpha male. Do you
understand "?





Jeff slowly nodded while never taking his eyes off my swaying
dick.



 "Kiss it again" and he did.



  This was really turning me on. My cock started to leak. "Do you
see how happy my cock is" as a pearl of pre-cum hung from the
tip.

"Lick it Jeff. Lick that pearl off and taste me."



 He did.



 "Now lick my balls and smell my aroma, my essence. Take it in
and remember who you belong to".



 He buried his face between my thigh and groin. He breathed
deeply as his tongue lapped at the underside of my sac while the
rest of his body was perfectly still, hands at his side in
submission.





I waited a few minutes, relishing the feel of Jeff's tongue and
mouth working me. At one point he had one of my balls in his
mouth while my dick lay across his face. That made my cock jump.





 "Jeff, it's time".



 With his tongue licking my balls he looked up into my hazel
eyes.
My pole was stiff, swaying and leaking.



 "It's time for you to take my dick in your mouth. It's time for
you to slide it between those lovely pouty lips of yours and suck
on my cock like you're supposed to do".





  His mouth released my nut and he sat up. He looked at my meat
and hesitated for a few seconds. He was making the decision to go
for it. Slowly he leaned forward, eyes closing. His lips parted
and his tongue french kissed the head of my cock. His jaw widened
to allow the head to enter. He sucked and tongued it for half a
minute and then he just swallowed as much of my cock as he could.





Total surrender.





I could feel his tongue moving on the underside of me and then he
started to slowly move his head back and forth sucking my dick. A
slow rhythm, a steady rhythm, a getting used to it rhythm.

It didn't take long for me to peak.



 I held his head still with both hands and started pumping my
hips. Fucking his face while he stayed in that submissive pose.
Fucking his mouth while saliva dripped off his chin and gurgling
sounds came from deep in his throat.





 "Jeff I'm going to shoot my seed in you any second. Drink every
drop down. Don't waste it like you did the last time, do you hear
me"?



 He grunted while I picked up the pace.



 "Here it comes" and I unloaded down his throat. He took every
drop I gave him and it was a lot. I held his head to me the whole
time and after I settled down I eased my grip.



 "I'm going to let go of your head  but don't move. Keep my dick
in your mouth right where it's at, with your lips wrapped tight
around me".





 I freed his head and he knelt there blinking,looking up at me
wondering what came next.





 I looked into his eyes and said, "this is where you belong". My
cock still jumped in little after shocks, oozing out the last of
my load. I could see his Adams apple going up and down, and felt
his tongue massaging me as he swallowed.



 "Today I've taken the virginity of your mouth and that pleases
me. Next I will take the virginity of your ass, your boy pussy.
You are my bitch now and I will show you the pleasures a bitch
can have. Do you understand"?



 He nodded.



 "You can remove your mouth from me".



 He did and I put myself back together.



 "Stand up" I told him.



 He did and I grasped him through his pants. I started squeezing
and relaxing my grip on his little pecker. He was so wound up
from sucking my dick he exploded in his pants inside 15 seconds.
A dark stain appeared where my hand had been and his face showed
ecstacy and horrer.





 "You still have time to clean up and get to your next class.
Come see me after school at my car. I'll have a list of
instructions and supplies you'll need to get to be ready for
tomorrow night. You'll be staying with me.  Tell your parents
we'll be working on a class project that's labor intensive. We'll
need the time to get it done".




 He just nodded and scurried out the door.





  I had a few hours to get the list together. My next few classes
were a breeze so it didn't take long. I already had it cataloged
in my head. When the final bell rang I got up from my assigned
seat in home room class. (They might as well call it library
class, Boring). But the list was done and inwardly I smiled. If
Jeff could get everything on the list and follow my instructions,
I'd nail (literally) the lid shut on his manhood and make him
mine for good.












 CHAPTER 3








  I arrived in the school parking lot where our cars sat. Jeff
said, in a panicked high voice "Where were you been? Everyone is
already gone."





"Watch your tone of voice" I barked. "It's not your place to
question me".





 "I...I'm sorry, I just got worried is all". he said.





 I smiled at him and softened my voice. "Did you think I was
going to walk home and leave my car here"?  "I just got held up
awhile".





Actually I had been hiding and watching him to see if he would
follow my instructions. As my new bitch, in the process of being
trained and broken in, I needed to keep an eye on his progress.

I opened the rear drivers side door and told Jeff to park his ass
on the seat and face me. With a questioning look he did. I
positioned myself at the door entrance in front of him, crossed
my arms and leaned on the top of the car.




 "This is your next test. If you fail, we're done and you can go
find someone else. Unzip my pants and take my cock out" I said.



  I could hear Jeff's intake of breath as fear of being seen
grabbed him.





 "Don't think. Just do it. Now".





 I could feel Jeff's hands fumbling to get my zipper down and my
dick free. Panic was closing in on him. He eased my cock out and
rested it in the palm of his hand.



 I said, "lick my cock all over and get it hard".





He went to work and I could feel the blood rush into my prick. It
wasn't long before I was rock hard.



 "Good boy" I said. "Now use that pussy mouth of yours to fuck my
cock and milk my balls empty while I stand here".





 Jeff obediently went to work, keeping low in the back seat so as
not to be seen. A few minutes later I eyed a car coming in our
direction. I pulled out my cell phone and pretended to be having
a conversation. The other car eased up behind mine, but far
enough on the other side so that he couldn't see Jeff. He rolled
down his window and stuck his head out.



 "Hey, you having car troubles"?.





I felt Jeff pull off of my cock  and start trembling.



 I said "Naw, just talking to my girlfriend" and gestured with my
free hand that my girlfriend loved long conversations.



 The guy smiled and chuckled, "yeah, I know what ya mean". He put
it in reverse, turned around and left.



 I waited until he was good and gone before I moved.

 With my left hand I grabbed Jeff by his shirt collar and slapped
his face hard with my right while snarling, "You ever do that
again and I'll kick your ass halfway to China".





"I'm sorry, I got scared" he said.





 "Look little boy, when you're servicing me, you don't stop
unless I tell you to. I don't care if your mama drives up. Your
only thought better be to do exactly as I tell you. You got that?

"



 "Yes, I'm sorry. I't won't happen again".





 "Scoot over" I said and he scrambled to the other side of the
seat while I put my dick away.



 "Get your pants down to your knees, now". Jeff scrambled to
comply.



 "What are you gonna do Dave" he said.





I slid into the backseat closing the door. With a caring look on
my face I watched him.



 "Look Jeff, I don't think you comprehend the seriousness of this
relationship. And it is a relationship in which failure to
immediately and completely comply has consequences. Twice you've
failed to do your job. I'm going to help you so there won't be a
third time any time soon. I'm trying real hard here to help you
be what you want to be. But you've got to do your part if this is
going to work. Don't you agree"?





He nodded with a forlorn look on his face.





 "Answer me" I said.





 "Yes, I agree. I'm trying" he said

.



 "I know you are but you need some encouragement so you can get
even better " I said. " I want you to be the best you can be.
Don't you? I want you to understand without a doubt where your
place is and what is required of you so you can thoroughly enjoy
your new life. A life of passion, inner peace and completeness.
Does that sound good to you"? I said.





 He nodded. "Yeah, I just don't want anyone else to know".





 "OK." I said. "I think I know you pretty good and I believe I
know what will encourage you to do better. I want you to lay
across my lap. Put your butt in the air right across my thighs.
I'm going to give you a spanking to help you remember to follow
my instructions."





 Jeff's face was full of surprise and fear. "No, I don't want a
spanking. I'll do better." he whined as his arms rose to his
chest and his hands went limp.





 "Please don't spank me". His eyes started to fill with unshed
tears. "I promise I'll do whatever you tell me".





"You're NOT doing it right now" I said. "I told you to get across
my lap, boy".





 "I looked at Jeff and watched his face crumble as he continued
to whimper. He understood there was no getting out of this. Then
an astonishing thing happened. Jeff's little prick started to get
hard. He was getting excited at the prospect of getting spanked.
Well I'll be damned. He slowly draped himself over my lap with
his arms folded under his chest like a girl would do to protect
her breasts.





 "Do you know why you're getting this spanking young man?". I
said.





 "Yes" he said.





 "Yes  what"? I barked.





 "Yes Sir" he said.





 "Good, you're starting to learn" I said.



 I placed my left hand on his back to hold him in place while I
smoothed my right hand over his soft, plump bottom, massaging 
all over it. I could feel his little dick between my legs getting
harder. This little twat was going to get regular spankings from
me.



 "From now on you will address me as Sir unless we are in the
company of others. Do you understand"?





 "Yes Sir".





 "This spanking, you're first, needs to impress on you how
important it is for you to follow my instructions. Do you
understand"?







"Yes Sir".





 "Good" I said.



 With that said my hand came down with a resounding SLAP on his
right cheek.





 "OWW",

SLAP to the left cheek.

"OWWWW, please stop. I'll be"...SLAP to the right again, "ow, ow,
ow".





 And then I really started spanking his ass, alternating cheeks,
SLAP, SMACK, SMACK, SLAP.

"OWWWWW, that hurts. Please stop".



 "Ow, Owww, Owww, Owwwee, Please stop."





SLAP, SLAP, SLAP, SLAP, SLAP, SLAP, "are you gonna mind me and do
as you're told bitch"?





"Yes SIR".





 He was wiggling his ass and begging me to stop when he brought
his right hand back to cover his sore bottom. I grabbed it and
twisted it up behind his back.

 "Don't you ever try to cover yourself when I'm spanking you
bitch" I said as I continued to rain down slaps on his bouncing
bottom.





 He was openly crying and screaming in pain while pumping his
pecker.

"And another thing. When I'm fucking you or spanking you. You
will call me Daddy. Do you understand"?





"Yes", sob "Sir, Daddy".





 I got back into a regular rhythm turning his ass first bright
pink and then a dull red. Slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap,
slap, slap,slap while he wailed and sobbed working his hips, face
buried in my back seat.



 "Please Daddy, please stop. I'll be good" he wailed.





 After a few more minutes I stopped. He was sobbing heavily as I
massaged his red bubble butt. I reached between his legs and took
hold of his dick.



 "Who does this dick belong to"?





 "You Daddy" he said between sobs.

He yelped when I grabbed his sore red ass.



 "Who owns this ass"?





 "You do Daddy, you do".





 I wrapped my left hand around the back of his neck and said "And
who do you belong to bitch"?





 "I belong to you Daddy".





"You Best Remember That boy".





"Yes Daddy".





"Now don't you have a job to finish bitch"?





"Yes Daddy".





 I let him get off me. I turned in the seat putting my back to
the door. One foot was resting on the seat and the other on the
floorboard. With my right hand I pointed one finger at my crotch,
not saying a word. With tears spilling out and snot running down
his nose, Jeff lowered his head between my legs, his red butt up
in the air, and impaled his mouth on my cock sucking for all his
worth.





"One more thing Jeff. Make sure you follow all the instructions I
wrote down for you before you show up at my house.





"Yeshhh dabby".











                                                             
Chapter  4














  The doorbell rang at exactly 7pm. I  opened it and ushered Jeff
inside. It was already dark out, so people were settling down in
their homes for another night. Jeff was dressed in his street
clothes and carried a bag over his shoulder.





 "You want a beer, it will help relax you, take the edge off so
you'll be able to enjoy the evening" I said.





  "Sure" he said.





  "Do you need another lesson in proper etiquette?" I asked.





  " I'm sorry Daddy. It won't happen again".





  "Make sure it doesn't and this will be a very enjoyable
evening, even though I know you like getting your ass spanked".




  Jeff's face turned red and he lowered his head to try and hide
his embarrassment.





  "I take it you acquired everything I wrote down and followed
all the prep instructions?"





  "Yes Daddy. It was easy with three sisters. They won't know
anything is missing."





  " Good. Go to the bathroom and get yourself presentable. Then
come to me" I said.





  "Yes Daddy" he said, and scurried into the bathroom with the
bag.



   I settled myself on a small sofa in the master bedroom,
perusing a men's magazine. From watching Jill get ready for work
or a night out, I knew it might take a while for Jeff to get
ready. Twenty five minutes later the door opened and out came a
young flat chested female wearing a ruby red teddy, trimmed in
black a with matching thong. Her long dark red hair framed her
face which was further transformed with lipstick, rouge and
delicate eye make-up. Black fishnet stockings were attached to a
red garter belt and her feet fit perfectly into a matching pair
of red fuck me pumps. If I hadn't known better, I wouldn't have
recognized him. Jeff's little dick didn't even make a bulge in
the panties.(Wow).
 My cock jumped at just the though of fucking this little slut.



  I stood up. "Don't you look good sweetie, turn around slowly".



  She slowly turned with her arms at her sides, hands open. Her
white bubble butt contrasted sharply with the red and black
outfit, making the eye zero in. That butt just screamed for
attention.



 "Come over here so Daddy can get a better look".





 She slowly strolled across the room like a pro. Her hips swayed
back and forth, the teddy mimicking her movements until she stood
pressed up against me. She raised her arms and lightly draped
them against my chest and back. I wrapped my left arm around her
shoulders and slid my hand down to cup her ass with a light
squeeze. With my right hand I lifted her chin with one finger and
lightly kissed her red lips.





  "Ummmm, you loooook adorable" I said.





 "Thank you daddy" she whispered, "I've tried hard to please
you."





 "It shows. Do you like being all dressed up like this for me?
Wearing an outfit a female would wear so she could attract a male
to fuck her?"





"Yes Daddy I do. It feels sexy".





 "Do you know what they call the shoes you're wearing"?





 Her head dipped "my sisters say they're called fuck me pumps".





 "That's right. When ladies wear them at night, when their out on
the town to have a good time, it's for three reasons. One is to
look sexy. Two is to announce they want to get fucked. And three
is to force the wearers ass to stick out in back, just like
yours, to counter balance the shoes forward tilt, and once again
to show off their assets. I wanted you to wear red tonight for a
reason. Red signifies blood spilt during the deflowering of a
virgin. So when I mount you and fuck you tonight, taking your
virginity and planting my seed in your belly, you will know who
you belong to".





 She shuddered but never broke the embrace. My hand slowly
caressed her bottom as we kissed again.

 "How long have you been wearing the butt plug today" I asked.





 "About three hours daddy" she said.





"Very good. I want this to be enjoyable for both of us. The plug
you're wearing isn't as large as I am. But it will stretch you
out enough so there will be less pain. A virgin needs to
experience a little pain her first time, to mark a turning point
in her life".





 She shuddered again in anticipation.




 "I will fuck you several times tonight. So I have a tube of
Lidocaine for you to use to numb your sphincter when you feel you
need it".




 She nodded and looked at me in adoration. At this point I knew
she would follow my lead and do anything I wanted. Was ready for
anything I asked. Because she wanted it more than I. She wanted
to be captured, taken and used. She wanted to be dominated and
know her place. She wanted to be taken care of and loved. And I
was going to do all of that tonight.





  I kissed her again. Pulling her tight against me. A deep tongue
wrapping kiss as I lifted her off the ground. When the kiss broke
I set her back down and breathed deeply. I'd gotten so excited I
needed to take a moment to collect my thoughts.





 "Get on your knees and get my cock out" I ordered.
 I started unbuttoning my shirt as she dropped to the ground,
lowered the zipper, popped the button on my pants and reached
into my boxers to fish out and hold my dick.





  "I was planning on us eating dinner before I took you but I
can't wait ".





   Soft red lips wrapped around my semi hard erection and began a
steady in and out sucking motion. Her tongue massaged the
underside of my shaft on the in stroke and then wrapped around
the head on the back stroke as my dick hardened. Her right hand
held my pole while her left slowly pulled my pants further down
my legs. I braced my hands on her shoulders as I lifted first one
foot, then the other so she could remove the offending clothes.
Her mouth came off my dick and she eagerly started licking my
balls and plunging her tongue deep between my legs. I couldn't
take it anymore. I picked her up and threw her over my shoulder,
smacking her ass once in a show of dominance. She laid limp,
draped over me in submission while I carried her to the bed. My
rock hard cock was waving in the wind like an conductors wand in
mid song. I gently lowered her to the sheets, spread herlegs and
popped the butt plug out of her ass as she gasped.





 "Pay attention. This is how an alpha male breeds his bitch".





  With that I climbed up on the bed between her spread legs and
covered her with my body. She spread her legs even wider in
submissive acceptance. I ripped her thong off and threw it across
the room, noticing that her tiny cock was on full alert. Then I
positioned my cock head at her slicked up entrance and pushed
with my hips.

 She cried out as the head and half of my shaft pushed past the
entrance and sank into her. Her arms went around my back as her
legs wrapped around my hips. I supported the upper half of my
body on my elbows and forearms as I looked into her eyes. I held
perfectly still savoring the wet heat of her wrapped around my
throbbing cock. She whimpered in frustration as her muscles
squeezed my cock. She tried to get me to move.





  "Fuck me daddy" she said with hunger and a little fear in her
eyes.





"Fuck me hard and make me your bitch".



   "Fuck me senseless like the worthless whore I am daddy"..





   "Breed me daddy. Please, I want to feel your cum shoot into me
so I can make it mine."





   "I want to squeeze your cock and milk it dry. I want to please
you daddy".





I started a steady pumping motion to slowly bury more and more of
myself into her. She would emit little yelps on each down stroke
until I could feel I was all in. I stopped, breathing hard as my
dick jumped and spasmed inside her, making her jump as well and
clench her ass muscles even more.
She felt warm and wet as I slowly started stroking in and out of
her to get her accustomed to my size. My cock was thoroughly
slimed. I would pull it all the way out, leaving only the head
inside, and then plunge fast and deep slapping her ass with my
hips as she grunted in satisfaction. My dick, massaging her
prostrate gland was driving her crazy





"Spread your legs and point your knees toward the headboard. Keep
them in the air like the bitch in heat you are."





    Soon, all you could hear was the squeaking of the bed, heavy
breathing, flesh slapping flesh and the steady ugh, ugh, ugh, of
fast and furious sex. It didn't take long before,

 "I'm gonna cum!" I said.





   "Me too, pick up the pace Daddy, I'm cummmmmming" she said.



   I jackhammered into her as fast as I could.





   Her ass squeezed me hard as I finally buried my cock and
exploded inside of her. Stream after stream of ropey semen
jettisoned into her while my body shook violently and she
screamed.





   "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh, Yes" she said. "I can feel your hot sperm
coating my insides. Oh my God that feels good". "More, give me
more. "Fuck me again."





   "Shhhhhhhhhhhh" I whispered in her ear after another long
kiss. "I will give you more. You're my bitch now and this is just
the beginning".













    :to be continued





    Let me know if you liked this story and have any productive
comments
. email to :  bluespottedgecko@gmail.com













<1st attachment end>


----- ASSM Moderation System Notice------
Notice: This post has been modified from its original
format.  The post was sent as an email attachment and
has been converted by ASSTR ASSM moderation software.
----- ASSM Moderation System Notice------

------- ASSM Moderation System Notice--------
This post has been reformatted by the ASSM
Moderation Team due to inadequate formatting.

-- 
Pursuant to the Berne Convention, this work is copyright with all rights
reserved by its author unless explicitly indicated.
+---------------------------------------------------------------------------+
| alt.sex.stories.moderated ------ send stories to: <ckought69@hotmail.com>|
| FAQ: <http://assm.asstr-mirror.org/faq.html> Moderators: <story-ckought69@hotmail.com> |
+---------------------------------------------------------------------------+
|ASSM Archive at <http://assm.asstr-mirror.org>   Hosted by <http://www.asstr-mirror.org> |
|Discuss this story and others in alt.sex.stories.d; look for subject {ASSD}|
+---------------------------------------------------------------------------+