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Synopsis: I take in a gay teen to live with me, and begin his training.






                                    Alan and Me!
                  
    "How lucky am I or what?  So, I have these friends. Straight
married couple. Very liberal and free. They pride themselves on their wide
open attitude toward life. So what do they do when they discover their
fourteen year old son is gay?  They come to their gay friend (me) and ask me
if perhaps I would be willing to mentor the boy because they don't know how
to handle it, and they want him to be happy. Well shit, do they realize that
"mentor" to me means fuck his little teen boy asshole and stuff that smooth
pretty face with cock?  Even though their son has never had a gay
experience, he has spoken with them about his feelings and how perhaps..and
I stress perhaps, he may be gay. At that age, it's so difficult to tell
because many boys go through faggot stages.  Lots of boys in their early
teens idolize male movies and sports stars and develop crushes on them.
   But.who was I to argue? I would soon be getting my dick into some prime
boypussy.I could almost feel my fat dick spreading those small tight
asscheeks and forcing itself into that pretty pink pucker. I suggested that
the boy come to live with me for a few months, and I could teach him about
and expose him to the gay lifestyle.  My friends were so grateful.
   And the little cunt, Alan was grateful too. You see, I had made sure
that he developed a crush on me. I would take him presents when I visited
his family, give him movie and concert tickets, talk to him on his own level
about pop stars he liked, and all kinds of shit like that. If you want to
score teenboy pussy, you have to do your homework, my friends.
    Before asking him to move in with me, I started to take him places.to
the
movies, out to eat, to the mall, you name it. His parents were so grateful,
they paid for most of it. And Alan fell in love with me. One night he told
me he was gay and that he knew he was in love with me. Now I had him where I
wanted him. I told him I loved him too, but we had to take it slow because I
was a fully grown adult male of twenty-nine,and he was just a kid of
fourteen. I said it might not ever work out. He got all teary eyed and said
he knew it would work out as he loved me and would do anything for me.
Bingo!!!!
     I got him into spit kissing right away. I love to lick a pretty boy's
face all over and gob loads of spit into a wide open teen boy mouth. Soon we
were sloshing spit back and forth. I have to give the little cunt credit. He
was a damn good kisser with soft full lips and  passionate intensity. He
wanted to kiss me all the fucking time. I asked him if he wanted to spend
some time living with me to see how things would work out, and the little
faggot was so happy he almost floated up off the car seat.Fucking Fairy!  So
He moved in.
      The first night he was there, seated on my couch. I asked him if he
thought he was ready for sex. He was really horny, and he confessed that he
masturbated three times a day, thinking about me.  I asked him if he ever
thought about doing things with any of the boys at his school, and he
blushed and said he had, but now that he had me, the boys didn't matter any
more. I kissed Alan on the neck and licked his ear and just about drove him
nuts. Then I put on a gay porno tape of a forty year old black man with a
twelve year old white boy, and I explained to my little cunt the "ins and
outs" of gay sex.  He was fascinated. He knew all about cocksucking of
course because kids that age are not dumb. But he knew very little about
assfucking. And when the nigger in the vid pissed on the boy, Alan freaked
out. Of course, it was one of my tamer vids because I didn't want to scare
the boy.yet.  
     Next, I explained the rules of my house to Alan. I told him I would
establish these rules to help him. I wanted him to get comfortable with his
body, with his sex, and with  his sexual orientation. He nodded very
seriously at all the shit I was spouting and said he would do whatever I
wanted.  Here are the rules I gave him.
  1.. We would sleep in my bed together every night. We would sleep bare
assed naked. (You can imagine the boner I threw just thinking about having a
bare assed naked fourteen year old boy who was smashingly cute in bed with
me every night)
  2.. Alan would be naked in the house at all times. He would put his
clothes in a box by the door when he got home from school. I would put his
clothes for the next day in the box. (This, I told him was so he would learn
to be comfortable with his sexuality.)  He would remain naked when I had
friends over, or even when a pizza guy delivered, or a stranger stopped
over.I had lots of rough and tough pals in their thirties who couldn't wait
to see some bare pink boy ass and little fourteen year old dick and nuts.
  3.. When he was naked, at no time would he ever cover his cock and balls
with his hands or any object. (I told him he was so beautiful, I wanted him
to become proud of his body and especially his cock and balls. When I told
him this, I had not even seen them yet. You must be patient to score with
teens) He blushed when I told him this. I held his chin in my hand and
licked his face.  
The rest of the rules I told him later on, after he had digested the first
few,when I was sure he could take it. I had to give these to him in small
doses. You have to work on a boy's mind as well as his body. Don't push him
too fast. But here are the other "House Rules" that he eventually had to
follow. .
   4.. He must only shit and piss with permission, and never unsupervised.
Me or one of my friends would always accompany him to the toilet to watch
him shit and piss. He must learn to be proud of his body functions, so he
must piss so the person supervising can see the cock pissing, and he must
shit with his legs up and spread so the turd coming out of his asshole is
clearly visible. I told him my friends would frequently take photos of him
doing this to mark his progress. (He turned bright red when I told him this
and it took some time to get him to comply correctly.) If he
had to piss or shit at school, he must call me on my cell phone and get
permission.
  5.. He must masturbate four hours a night while he does his homework, but
he must never cum without my permission. I told him he needed to gain
control over his cock, and if he really loved me, he would do this as a
proof of loyalty to me.He must also have a hard on after school from 4:00
P.M. Until after dinner at 7:00.  Then from 8:00 to midnight he must
masturbate while he does his homework or whatever ever other things we do
like watch movies, or play games etc.This of course kept him on the edge at
all times, and it was agonizing for him. By the time we went to bed, he was
the wild fuck animal I desired.
  6.. He must work on stretching his anal muscles and his pussyhole every
night for two hours, so that he can become a good adult gay lover and
pleasure my big dick. I told him that to help him, my friends would often
watch him doing his asshole exercises and take photos, again to mark his
progress.I would provide dildos, vegetables, and household objects for him
to use in his anal exercises. He could do these exercises while he
masturbated and did his homework. I wanted his mind so on sex, that he could
not even thing about anything else.
  7.. He must do a one hour workout each day to incrase his muscles and then
afterward work on his tits for forty-five minutes.  I told him I liked a boy
with large prominent nipples, and he must do this for me. He could do this
while maintaining his hard on after school. I have him his own personal set
of nipple clamps, clips, and screws, as well as nipple suction cups
  8.. Sitting posture.  He must always sit with his legs spread wide apart.
If the chair has arms, he is to hook his legs over the arms of the chair.
Sometimes when told to, he must put his heels up on the seat of the chair
and then spread his legs as wide as possible.This would prove that he was
proud to be a gay male and was proud of his young body and his sexuality. My
friends of course, loved to see him sitting this way when they came over to
visit and ultimately play with Alan.
  9.. On the days when I or one of my friends picks him up from school, he
must remove all his clothes in the car immediately and ride home bare assed
naked. The proper way to sit in the car when naked is with his bare feet up
on the dashboard and legs spread. He must have a hard on.
  10.. All of my friends must be able to touch him anywhere on his body at
any time to check his muscular development or his sexual development. He
must not be shy about this. They will particularly want to check his hard on
development and his anal hole development.
  11.. I am very close and affectionate with my friends, so he must be too.
He must greet my friends with a nice wet open mouthed kiss and use his
tongue. This is a proper greeting and goodbye for all my friends, even when
I am not present. Being a proud gay, he must learn this. A good gay kiss  to
one of my friends can last anywhere from thirty seconds to five or six
minutes.
  12.. In addition to being my lover and having sex with me, he must be
willing to have sex with anyone I tell him to. I want him to have a broad
understanding of sexual relations and to have a nice liberal attitude. This
in no way diminishes my love for him, or in any way stops him from being my
personal and only lover. I too may have sex with other boys, but that does
not mean he is not my lover and partner. (of course, he had trouble with
this one. He was at that age when he believed lovers should be faithful to
each other and never go with anyone else. I slowly convinced him that his
sucking dick and taking cock up his pretty ass in no way compromised our
"special love." My goal eventually was to have him fucked eight to ten times
a day and sucking cock pretty much continually, all the time. I fully
intended to have him service the boys at his school, black thugs in the
inner city, derelicts and bums, friends of mine,total strangers,the entire
clientel of every gay bar in town,and anyone I chose. But the fact that he
would be living with me, gave me all the time in the world to put my plan
into action. I'd soon have his young teenage asshole as wide opened as the
Lincoln Tunnel.)
Diversion: This brings up an interesting question. Why do dudes like me take
such delight in stretching a young boy's asshole beyond it's limits, and
turning it into a fucked out cunthole?  I don't know why it is, but one of
the goals in corrupting a teenager is to stretch his tiny asshole as large
as possible, to get cocks, dildos, fists, feet, baseball bats, bottles,
anything and everything up that young boy hole, and to make it hurt as much
as possible. Is it just the sight of seeing the kid in terrible pain, or is
it more. Is it a real obsession with turning his teen asshole into a cunt?
But sometimes we gay men who are not even interested particularly in cunt,
still want to turn the boy's hole into a fucked out pussy. Isn't it odd? I
only know that for me there is no thrill quite like stretching a boy's cunt
beyond the point when he says its ripping and it can't  take any more. Maybe
that's it. Maybe its teaching the boy that we always can take more than we
think we can! I knew that by the time Alan was sixteen, his asshole would be
pretty much useless for anything except horse dick.
   13.. At school, Alan was never to speak to any girls except female
teachers. He was to call all boys Sir..even boys younger than himself.
This would be monitored. I would watch him on the sports field and at
extra-curricular activities. He must call all other boys, Sir!
 
      14. All he hair on his body would be shaved off, pits, bush, asshole,
balls, everywhere. He would shave every two days to keep himself really
smooth and clean. He would also give himself three enemas a day so that his
asshole and colon would always be totally clean and ready for fucking. The
enema bag would be filled with soap water and before let it out, he had to
get permission and be monitored as he did it.
Being Gay was not as easy as Alan thought it would be.
More rules would follow.
  I set about getting a school wardrobe for Alan.  Very tight light tan
Trousers that hugged his little ass and crotch. No underwear, so when he
leaked from his dick, a large visible stain would form. Tee shirts, some
pink, some powder blue, some other colors so small and thin that his belly
button showed and his titty points poked through the extra thin materal.
tennis shoes with no socks. His tee shirts often had slogans on them like
"Your Boy," and "Toy." Later the tee shirt slogans would get more obvious.
The tee shirts he wore when I took him to the mall were shorter and included
slogans like "FuckBoy" and "Faggot." The jeans he wore to the mall and out
other places with me often had a broken zipper so he always had trouble
keeping his dick in his pants.
  Later, when things got so bad for him that he would sob and beg me not to
make him wear such and such, or to not do such and such to him, I would
remind him that I loved him and he promised he would love and obey me. For
example the first time I told him I wanted him to suck off a dog..he made
quite a fuss. It took lots of work to get him to the point where he would
crawl around bare assed in a public toilet sucking off strange men and
eating shit logs out of unflushed toilets. But to accomplish that, I had to
begin a program of punishments to go into effect, if Alan ever disobeyed me.
I didn't do that until after I had been fucking his sweet ass for over a
month. He loved getting fucked by me. He gave himself entirely to me..he
truly was so in love with me. He loved the feel of my enormous pink dickhead
pushing it's way into his rectal ring, and my thick cockshaft stretching his
cuntwalls. I  fuck very hard and he got to love the sound and feel of my big
floppy balls slapping against his flesh, as I plowed my dick in as deep as I
could. I fucked him morning noon and night. I fucked him all the time. It
got so, that I taught him that when I even walked into a room, he was to
bend over at the waist and push out his pussy at me. How fucking cute was he
that way! And of course not letting him cum, made him all the more horny. He
would cry that he needed to cum and couldn't stand it any more..his stiff
prick leaking like crazy, and I would say, "Alan if you love me, you will
do this for me."  A new rule established that when he walked around the
house bare assed, he was to always be playing with his dick, and when he sat
and my friends were over, I wanted him to constantly be fingering his
pussyhole. If he was caught not playing with  his dick and asshole, he would
be punished.  We convince his parents, "my friends" that he should continue
to stay with me, as it was working out so well. I of course convinced Alan
never to speak a word of what we were doing to his "straight" parents as
they would not understand.
   From this, you can see that I turned the boy's entire life into a sex
circus. I had him thinking about fuck and only fuck twenty four hours a day.
I had him sleep at night with a dildo up his ass. I ordered him to read the
filthiest books you can imagine and give book reports to me and my friends.
Those were the only books he could read. The only tv he was allowed were
fuck videos.really perverted underground ones with very young boys and
animals, and pain and torture.He had to give oral reports on these videos to
me and my friends, and then we would try out some of the activities from the
films.
   Slowly his mind got totally fucked up along with is body. His parents
were so proud of his development and thanked me over and over. We decided
that he should permanently live with me. I explained his declining grades in
school as a normal response to puberty and the onset of sexual development.
The truth of course was that he was getting fucked so much and sucking so
much dick, he didn't have time to do school work. Sometimes we would have a
Party, and fifteen to twenty guys would masturbate  and shoot their loads
right on the floor, and Alan would crawl around sucking and licking their
cocksnot off the floor. We had bukake parties with  twenty or thirty guys
rounded up from local gay bars shooting loads all over Alan's pretty face.
Of course, then Alan had to eat it all. I'd take him to a porno movie house
in Chicago,and have him on his knees sucking off thirty or forty guys and
taking it up the ass from dozens of guys. I insisted the guys never wear
rubbers. It got to the point I had to have Alan tested for HIV every single
week. At the porno film theatres, I would make him crawl up and down the
aisles, licking the spilled fuckslop off the floor. I'd have him clean the
walls and floor of the booths in porno bookstores with his tongue.Three or
four times a week, he would put on shows for my pals and sometimes complete
strangers, where he would suck and fuck with dogs, pigs, goats, or whatever
else we came up with. Before his fifteenth birthday, he could easily take
two adult male hands up his asscunt at the same time. I started to pimp him
out and made more money selling his ass than I did at my regular job. We
started to make underground porno films starring him. He was known as "the
Pigboy who will do anything!" He made an entire series of films where he ate
shit...from bowls, assholes, toilets, off the street, you name it.
   But if he ever even looked at or touched another guy without my
permission, he would be punished horribly. After all, we were lovers,
weren't we? 
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