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The turning point

David and William

Part 1 and 2

By Chaim (bchaim)
The Netherlands

Story codes: M/t/t, mast, underw. Auth.

This story contains descriptions of consensual sexual contact between males, 
adults and teens.  As such it is homo-erotic, designed for the entertainment 
of mature adults.  If you are not of legal age to read such material, or if 
the subject matter would create irresolvable personal moral dilemmas, please 
exit now.
English is not my Mother-tongue, sorry for any mistakes

Reactions are welcome: bchaim@hotmail.com
Sjena Tova!
A happy Jewish New Year 5767!

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Part 1
introduction
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William was a giant of a man, a big boned, handsome blond Dutch. He was in 
his mid-thirties and he was a terrific worker. He had two kids and was a 
family man. William always wore dirty grey shorts and a white tight T shirt, 
his broad shoulders stretched the white cotton of his T shirt, as did his 
biceps and great chest. His waist and hips narrowed inside his baggy shorts, 
which stood away from his body, innocently inviting me to peek down inside. 
Of course I didn't, didn't dare to do so.

His helper is Matt, his little-Matt, a young teen, his oldest son; I thought 
he must be 15 or something, with always a huge grin on his face. I was 
shocked when I noticed his shaved tanned legs. He must be a cyclist or a 
swimmer. His arms and chest were more defined than powerful; he looked very 
young in his tight shorts black shorts, the only thing he wore during the 
day, except for his trainers.

My parents went away for a trip to the United States and Canada to have 
their summer break. I promised to look at the construction site of their new 
house; William and his friends were building it in "the Polder" behind our 
present home.
I wanted and needed, this being on myself; I was 18 and it was great to feel 
mature, but hated it at the same time. It was a boring week-end; all my 
friends were on vacation. I made the house a mess but promised myself to 
clean it on every Monday.
Sunday night I didn't sleep well. I had weird dreams about our construction 
workers; fuck, I dreamed about them like a was a young teen. I watched them 
working, in my dream and William took off his tight white T shirt and baggy 
grey shorts. Slowly, he undressed and he looked at me and gave me a wink.
I watched him just in his tight red briefs and looked at the outline of his 
cock, he just smiled; He stood there in his red briefs and his finger was at 
his huge manly cock. I watched as his hand moved over the stretched nylon, 
the slow changes taking place beneath the thin fabric of his underwear.

William winked at me again and my hand was moving, slowly, to my horny cock. 
I dropped to my knees (in my dream I lost my clothes in a flash) and felt 
first the silky nylon of his briefs, its contents, his beautiful manly cock. 
I started to beg him with a whisper,
"Please Sir! I want to be your obedient boy."

I wondered where those strange words came from. I wanted bury my nose in the 
still soft mound of masculine flesh, to feel, smell, taste its growing 
strength. William smiled,
"I know my boy, so don't be shy. Go on, be a good boy for me, don't be 
afraid. Just do it! You will be my gay boy very soon, taste your real Man! 
Go for it, do it! David, follow your own desires."

I leaned forward, my mouth coming closer to the nylon of his briefs, my face 
sensing the warmth of his big cock. My first musky smell of a real man! 
Finally my nose touched the surface of his red briefs, my lips feeling the 
warm touch of his powerful cock through the flimsy fabric. I kissed the warm 
dripping fluid on his cock-head. I licked his pre-cum through the soft 
stretched nylon. It was a strange taste, which hit me. His salt nectar hit 
my tongue and I loved it.
He took my head in his strong hands and pressed me down on his cock. Tasting 
his pre cum, licking it right from his red briefs.
"Oh hell, this smells and taste so good, please sir, give me more, I want it 
all!"

"Do it, gay boy! You are a great sucker. Put your eager mouth on the knob of 
my cock, lick and suck my juices! Lick, suck, my manly cum from my heavy 
balls."
My body trembled and I lost my mind, I trembled, there sitting on my knees 
in front of my strong hero; sucking the cum from his balls.
I humped my bed like a madman, a eager horny teen. I grunted loud, awake 
now, nothing could stop me,
"Yes sir, please!"

Suddenly I came!
For him, my dream man, William, his power!
I shot my teen load over my sheets. My teen sperm was everywhere under me. 
My bed was a smelling dirty mess.
Satisfied I went back to the world of dreams…

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Part 2
The first step
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I got up, looked at the mess I made on my bed and took a long very cold 
shower. I felt like a total fool, I towelled off in front of the mirror in 
my bathroom. I was surprised by what I saw. I am so little, for a teen my 
age. Well I have dark, black curly hair and a dark olive skin. Jewish for 
maybe five thousand years and gave myself a smile. Well, being just 18, I 
couldn't imagine how to impress William; my Dutch White god.
I still had one of those boyish faces that looks too young. I looked 
terrible! I looked like a boy on Caravaggio's paintings. I shaved, but only 
once a week; mind you at eighteen! At least I'm happy with what's below the 
belt. That's one thing my father gave me. My Daddy was hung, I knew he had a 
nice cock and saw my own cock in the mirror.
At fourteen I suddenly developed, well, I had a teen cock and a nice set of 
balls. I had too much hair being fourteen and trimmed it away, it didn't 
help much. There soon was some dark hair between my nipples, a little trail 
from my belly-button to my crotch hair and around my cock and balls. A real 
bush, I hated that, but the guys around me in the showers loved it. Suddenly 
my development stopped and I still have a smooth belly.
Walking back to my bedroom, I didn't feel like getting dressed yet. So I 
wandered into the kitchen, still fully naked and fixed myself some breakfast 
French yogurt with honey. I went outside to our private patio, let the sun 
warm my naked teen body, eating my yogurt. I always find it slightly 
exciting to be nude outside this way. I didn't know why, nobody could see me 
on this (backdoor) patio.
After a while I went inside and stood there staring at my closet for a 
while, trying to decide what to wear. Nothing seemed right to impress 
William… He would be my wet dream for ever. I decided to jack off more to 
keep my hormones running and down at the same time.
Finally, I grabbed a pair of red running shorts, left my boxers away, a 
black T shirt telling the world: 'For All tha Hatersz, do we have a 
problem?' and my Nike sneakers and said to myself,
"To hell with it!"

I cleaned by room a little bit but couldn't do the kitchen. I could see 
William watching me as I approached the working side. Nothing happened and I 
just was around looking at their heavy work. Later that afternoon, four p.m. 
William sent his son Matt home and asked me in his "office". It was a wooden 
shed, simple, a computer and a lot of drawings and papers.
I entered it and knew this was it!
William looked at me with his sparking blue eyes; his eyes wandered over my 
teen body and he really gave me a knowing smile.
There was no introduction, he came right to business,
"Well boy, you are looking at me, all the time. I saw the hard-on in your 
tight running shorts. You're asking for it, David boy. Your little ass just 
might have to become better acquainted with the palm of my hand if you keep 
this up."

I wondered William wanted to punish me for my  behaviour. I managed to say,
"Sorry, sir."

William ignored my reply, grabbed me and spun me around so that he could cup 
my firm, young ass in his strong hands,
"Oh, yeah. I can't wait, my boy. Strip for me!"

In a flash I was worried and started to sweat. I just did as ordered, took 
off my sneakers and my black T shirt.
He smiled looking at my exposed chest, walking up to me,
"Nice chest and a pair of good little nipples to work with…"

"I just want to see your white butt bare. But I think it would look a lot 
better in red! Don't you agree?"
William squeezed my firm butt, very hard. I groaned and my mouth opened for 
a weak protest. He took a step backward and gave my ass a strong swat. I 
whimpered,
"Oh fuck!  Don't, do that, sir, William. That really hurts a lot! I will 
keep inside and will never look at you that way."

"You are a liar, you want and need me. But you're right, my David boy. Lucky 
me! You kids are too young to understand, always seem to find trouble 
somehow."
William reached for my ass again and stroked my cheeks all over. He caught 
his thumb on the waistband of my shorts and slowly tugged them down, 
gradually exposing my firm, hairless teen butt.
"Where's your underwear, David boy?"

I didn't move, I couldn't find any words. I stood with my nearly naked body 
exposed to him, this powerful man,
"I can't stand underwear when it is so warm, sir. Mine is always too tight, 
and I need fresh air on my body. I like it bare under my shorts."

William looked me straight in the eyes, I was under his spell; I didn't dare 
to move a muscle of my shaking body.
"So you like it bare, do you? How would you like to be all bare and over my 
knees in my apartment, boy? We could think of a few things to do to that 
bare ass of yours."

"Sir?"
I turned,
"You mean...you mean you'd really spank me? You will make me your boy, sir?"

I looked at him, a giant of a man, big boned, handsome blond Dutch, real Man 
and very handsome! He smiled,
"You know it, you are just a kid, you need a real man. Don't act all 
innocent, David boy, you are 18 and a little queer as hell. I think it's 
time you learned to show some respect for the rules. The real rules to make 
you a man. Let's get you going! Move it, get to my car."

My mind was racing. My teen cock was beginning to stir at just the thought 
of being naked in William's house. I had jerked off for more than three 
years imagining all sorts of  scenarios with my friends at school, the real 
man I saw. I felt better with older guys and bought even a DVD with a 
handsome man with a teen like me.
I figured William was a little more than 30 years old, but he was the 
hottest man I had ever met. So masculine, and a real authoritarian figure. I 
wasn't sure about this situation, but didn't care anymore. I wanted to be 
his boy.
"Sir, what about your wife, your boys?"

William laughed,
"My wife is away, my little gay boy, I'm divorced when I found out I was gay 
myself, five years ago. My boys are 15 and 17 and respect all my rules; they 
do it all the way! Don't worry about them; You will be very soon as 
obedient, a little boy again, like them."

I stood there trembling with a red face.
"What's the matter, David gay boy? I'm scaring you? You don't want this? You 
masturbated, stroked your cock, dreaming about this. Your eyes say YES, 
please! But can you can say NO, turn, take your clothes, get dressed and 
move away."

I didn't need a split second,
"Hell no, sir. To be honest; You're making me hot with all your talking. 
Sorry, I can't help it. I will do whatever you say, sir."

"Oh, yeah? So you'd like that, will you? I knew it when I saw you. Don't 
worry gay boy, it will be fixed very soon."

"I don't know, sir. No one's ever spanked me, I'm not used being naked with 
an adult. My parents never did so, but, to be honest, I sure like the 
thought of it. It makes me really hot."

SMACK!
William's strong hand landed on my ass now exposed ass cheeks. I nearly 
yelled out, my ass cheeks were on fire! He growled,
"You talk too much! Like that my gay boy?! Well, boy, there's a lot more 
where that power came from, really a lot more and you have to accept it all 
the way. But this is not the place! Things will get too noisy and this is my 
work. I have this contract and two boys at school. Never mind. Get that 
great white boy butt of yours in gear and march it right over to my car. 
Believe me, we're about to give this teen's ass a lot of attention."

"Yes, sir!"
I pulled up the waist band of my red running shorts and let it slap against 
my boy's white cheeks.
William made a great compliment,
"You are an horny little fucker, David, my gay boy. We will have fun 
together, I'm sure of that."

I nearly bowed for him,
"Thank you, Sir. I'm serious, sir. Don't let me down, please. I need it 
really bad. No one really ever looked out after me that way."

"Let's go!"
I went to his car and inside he moved my hand to his faded and dirty shorts. 
William let me pet and stroke his throbbing cock until we pulled up to a 
parking place outside flat. I got out of the car and followed him into the 
building.

William unlocked the door of his apartment. I noticed that after we were 
inside William locked the door and closed the blinds. I just stood there in 
silence and watched William move over to the table, he turned around to face 
me as he sat on the edge of the table.
"Come over here, boy."

William stared right into my eyes, and I obeyed his words and blue eyes, as 
if in a trance. I stood before William and waited for his further 
instructions.
"We need to set some things straight, right away. Put your hands on top of 
my shoulders, boy, and don't move them while I talk to you."

"Yes, William, sir!"

"That's right. Do it!
Just the way, I like it.
Keeps them up and out of the way. It looks like you're very horny for this, 
gay boy. I thought I noticed you checking me out all the time. Am I right 
about you?"

"Yes, sir, I am a gay boy and looked at you all the time. This night I 
dreamed about you, well, William, sir."
I shivered, keeping my hands on his big wide shoulders and I lowered my 
eyes, it was a strange confession to make. William started stroking my naked 
shoulders with his powerful hands, moving them in warm, slow circles. I 
shivered again a little as his hands worked lower and played all across my 
chest, lingering over my small, hard nipples. I groaned,
"Oh!"

Soon his hand worked its way even lower, patting and stroking my abdomen, 
and I let out a gasp.
"Oh please, sir. This is incredible. Please!"

"Shut up, don't act like a fucking faggot. Don't speak to me, unless I ask 
you a real question, You talk too much, my gay boy. Just concentrate on the 
sensations as my hand work you over your little teen body. I will get you in 
shape. Are you with me, boy?  Think you can handle this all the way? Being a 
real gay boy for me?"

"Oh, yes, please, sir. Make me your obedient gay boy, please do so! I need 
this so bad. Please, make me your boy like your sons, Sir."
William reached for my little nipples and grasped one in each hand, teasing 
them back and forth between thumb and forefinger.
I groaned, nobody, ever did this to me!
"Oh please, it hurts, yes sir, please!"

"Look at me, boy. Look right into my eyes and don't make a fucking move, 
stay the way you are. Just look at me. Look at me!"

Slowly William twisted my little boy tits back and forth in a sawing motion, 
pinching them at irregular intervals. I groaned and tried not to move. I 
looked straight into his eyes. The pain was strange and heavy. Tears were in 
my eyes.
William smiled,
"I know this is starting to hurt, but gay boy take it. You want and need it 
all the way! You can do it! This is just a little warm up for you, gay boy. 
Now we're going to get serious with these nipples. This is an order, you 
don't you move and don't make a sound. Just take it like a real man, the 
mature man you want to be.
Are you ready for this, boy?
Ready to go a little further with this, me taking care of you all the way?"

I didn't hesitate, I knew I wanted him to be in control, doing his thing, 
making me his little gay boy all the way,
"Oh, yes. Please, sir. I will do whatever you want! Please tell me what to 
do!"

William pinched harder now, stretching the nipple flesh, pulling my nipples 
out from my chest. I didn't try to move away; I had to accept it. Breathing 
hard, taking it, the way he wanted it. It was hard and tears dripped now 
from my eyes. I stood there with a silly smile on my 'boy face'. I hurt so 
much.
He continued to pinch and twist my now firm nipples. He showed me a grin and 
spoke with a kind voice,
"That's the way! You like that, boy? You can take it, handle this. I will 
find your limits and more. Like it because we found each other; you needed a 
real man and I found a gay boy. I work these boy nipples hard, harder, even 
harder? Beg for it!"

I nodded my head and started to cry in silence; a shell was open, I needed 
this, the pain was strange and real,
"Please, do it!"

His hands were everywhere and he played with my nipples, it was sometimes 
heavy to take! I bit my lips, I didn't want to cry out, not now, not in 
front of him!
He rolled my nipples between his strong fingers again, pinching and pulling, 
slowly and kind, rough and hard, playing with them!
I was gasping now, balancing on the balls of my feet. My teen cock was rock 
hard and about to explode, straining in the tight confines of my running 
shorts.
I had been wanting this all in my young life, someone to take charge, keep 
me in line. I wanted to be his little obedient boy. I nearly begged him,
"Yes, please. Don't stop, sir. Work my nipples hard. I can take it, take the 
pain. I will do it, just for you, sir."

Tears were welling up in my eyes now again. The pain was huge! I was losing 
control, I hated that, hated myself. I wanted to be in control which was 
impossible. I couldn't stand still anymore and preformed a strange, weird 
painful dance for him. His powerful hands on my nipples. William my giant 
playing with my body. My chest started to rise and fall as my breathing 
became more ragged. Dancing in front of him, in pain, in love!
I cried out,
"No more, no more, no more, Please!"

William moved his body and was stroking my swollen nipples in a kind way,
"Slow down, my little gay boy. We're just getting started, my boys are 
trained and can take much more, believe me. Calm down a little. You are a 
good little gay boy, a virgin gay boy. We have a lot of time. Believe me, 
try relax a little, don't worry. You will learn to accept my power over 
you."

I nodded my head and he continued to play with my sore nipples, slowly, 
tender, hard and demanding,
"Concentrate on your breathing! You can take it, take it all the way. You 
are a good boy."

William's fingers left my now very painful nipples and reached for the waist 
band of my running shorts.
"It's about time we get these out of the way, my little gay boy. I need you 
completely naked and completely bare for what's coming next."

William pulled the top of the shorts out from my waist, so they could clear 
my
rock-hard cock. In a few seconds, my red running shorts, socks and trainers 
were on the floor,
lying in a pile at the my feet. I was naked in front of my powerful man!
"There, that's better, isn't it, my gay boy?"

Strange enough I had to fight my urge to cover my cock. I looked at him and 
nodded my head, no words came from my mouth.
"Better that you're naked all over, just waiting for me to take you into my 
power. Believe me, I will.  You like this gay boy?"

I looked at the ground.
William lifted my chin, forcing me to look right into his bright blue eyes,
"You don't have to answer me, my David, my little gay boy. Your little cock 
is doing all the talking for you. Just look at how you're dripping on the 
floor."

I looked down at my rock hard teen cock and blushed at the reality of his 
humiliating words. William placed his index finger right on my cock-head and 
scooped up some of my oozing sperm. He smiled and brought his finger up to 
my sore burning nipples and coated them with my own sperm. I just squirmed 
in place, softly gasping,
"Oh hell, sir. This is incredible, it feels so good, your finger…
wet and cool. Please, don't stop, please, just don't stop!"

William reached up and slapped me hard across my face,
Knocking my hands off his wide shoulders,
"Didn't you learn anything, gay boy? You're not to speak until spoken to. 
Shut up! Don't give me that crap."

It hurt when he was very hard on my nipples again and I cried out in a 
nearly silent whisper,
"I'm sorry, sir. It won't happen again, sir."

"Good, boy. That's better, gay boy. Let's see if you can be a good, obedient 
boy for me. Now slowly, very slowly, just do what I say to you! Turn around 
and show me that sexy little firm  ass cheeks of you. We're going to spend a 
lot of time on it. Got to train it good, all the way. I will spank it, cure 
it, love it.
Fuck and rim it all the way, you enter a new life, my boy!"

I turned obediently and instinctively locked my hands in place behind my 
head. Showing William my now wide exposed chest. I wanted to fell his hands 
on my nipples again. Needed his power on my body,
"Nice touch, my gay boy. I like it when my own little boys shows a little 
initiative. You are doing well, follow your drive, be my boy!
Now you are the oldest, but you have to learn a hell of a lot!
Gay boy, spread your feet further apart for me.
Wider!
Don't try to hide your best jewels. I want to see your little teen cock and 
balls swinging between those legs."

I was crazed with lust, my cock was dripping my young teen pre-cum for him. 
My fantasy was coming true! This real man was the answer to all my dreams!
William reached out and stroked my white ass cheeks, rubbing and caressing 
them all over.  He continued speaking in almost a whisper,
"That's right, gay boy. Give up that ass for me, don't be shy, we both know 
you need it very hard.  Don't ever try to hide it, you are a horny gay boy. 
We're going to work it thoroughly, and you're going to enjoy every step 
along the way. You are so nice, a handsome kid, still so innocent, so eager 
for this, my strong hands all over your ass, feeling you. You are a real bum 
boy, a slut who wants to be fucked.
We're going to warm it up, we're going to open you up, boy, all the way! I 
will show you things you never even imagined."

William continued to squeeze and stroke my ass cheeks while he was talking 
to me, slowly in a long whisper.
He reached around with one hand and collected some more pre-come from my 
hard eager cock-head.
Without warning, William coated his fingertip and shoved it firmly right up 
my trembling asshole. I  was completely unprepared!
The sensation was incredible, he entered my virgin ass hole!
Slowly he entered my virgin tight ass hole and I felt it. My ass ring popped 
open for him, my man. He was inside my body and not knowing what to do, I 
accepted  his finger.
I groaned and managed not to cry out,
"Oh, man"

This action took me right over the top. I felt  strange sensations, very 
intense and groaned again. I couldn't take anymore! I lost control 
completely.
"Oh, William, sir!"

I trembled in his strong hands and twisted under his touch. Sweat broke out 
all over my body and I shivered. He took my virgin ass! My head flailed 
uncontrollably and I let out a loud gasp as my teen cock exploded.
I cried out,
"Oh hell, sir!"

"Please!"
Come shot out everywhere, soaking the floor under my feet. A growl came out 
of my throat, and my breath was irregular.
"Oh, hell!"

William's kept his finger moving around inside me, pressing hard on my 
prostate. More and more come shot across his room!
"Let it come! Just because you are such a fucking virgin."

I continued to squirm and twitch as my entire body was balanced on his big 
finger. William smiled and chuckled,
"Good boy, you are just a little kid. We're going to have to teach you to 
hold back until I say you can come. Remember that! You can't come without my 
permission! I won't put up with this again, you hear?
You're not to come again until I tell you to. Got that?"

With those words William popped his finger out of my ass and turned me 
around. I was a mess. Tears of joy and pain were streaking down my red face. 
Come had splattered all down my thighs and even onto my feet. My breath came 
in quiet sobs,
"Sorry, Sir! I could help it, please, don't be angry! Next time I will 
behave and do better!"

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