Worthy of Worship : Chapter 1 - A New One

With that, he rammed it deep and held it as he felt his cum shoot. "Eat it," he yelled. "Eat it you little bastard!"

Wade’s whole body was jerking around in ecstasy, and dragging Randy with him by his grip on his head. He was not aware, and would not have cared had he known, that Randy was choking with the big cock jammed into his throat.

Suddenly, Wade seized Randy's hair, jerking him away, and grabbing his cock with his other hand he aimed it so that the cum shot into Randy's face. Randy was not able to yell from the pain of the violent jerking on his hair because he was choking and coughing, so he hardly noticed as the cum splattered into his face.

When the cum finally stopped both Randy and Wade were breathing hard from their exertions. Wade let go of Randy's hair, and Randy sank to the floor with the cum dripping down his face. Wade slid down so that he was sitting against the wall again while he got his breath back.

After a moment, Wade sat up and looked at Randy. Randy was lying where he had fallen, still panting and looking at Wade with fear and worship in his eyes.

“Not bad slave boy. You made me proud. With a little practice you’re going to make a great cocksucker.”

Wade motioned to Randy to come so Randy crawled over to him on hands and knees. With one hand Wade took Randy by the neck, and with the other he smeared the dripping cum all over his face and neck. “Okay baby boy; my pretty little slave boy; lick that cum off my hand”. Randy obediently started licking Wade’s hand, and when Wade stuck some fingers in his mouth, he sucked them worshipfully. Pulling his fingers out of Randy’s mouth, Wade gave him a very light, almost loving slap on his cheek.

"When you suck my cock Randy, you don't choke on it" he said softly as he smiled at this beautiful boy in front of him. "Is that understood Randy?" he said as he again slapped him lightly on the cheek. "Is that clearly understood?" he asked.

"Yes sir. I'm sorry I choked sir." Randy whispered, with tears streaming down his face as he still tried to regain his breath from his previous exertion and choking.

Wade knew then that he had to have this boy again. This session had so far been heavenly. Wade could see that this boy was determined to give him a lot of pleasure by doing anything he wanted, no matter what it took and no matter how demanding Wade became. This kid was a total muscle worshipper and Wade was loving being the recipient of that worship. This kid was a treasure beyond words. Wade knew, as well as he knew anything, that the next time he fucked this kid's face he could deep throat him all day long and never would there be any choking or complaining. This kid was a prize that he couldn’t let get away.

“Okay, Randy, you’ve been a good slave, and at least you tried to suck my cock, so I’m going to allow you to worship these muscles.” Staying on his knees, Wade reached out and grabbed Randy by the hair and pulled him into his chest, drawing him to a nipple. Randy went joyfully.

“Go ahead and lick it baby. Worship that chest with your mouth.”

Randy brought his hands up to Wade’s chest, but Wade slapped them down again, so Randy took a nipple into his mouth and licked at it and sucked, and moaned with his hands held behind his back.

“Lick that chest baby” ordered Wade. “Worship these muscles with your mouth.”

“Come on, put some effort into it. Show me you love these muscles. Suck it baby, suck it” Wade ordered. “Come on. Worship these muscles. Make it wet baby. Make your Master feel good. Let me feel that tongue.”

At Wade’s urging Randy was frantically licking and sucking and worshiping his huge muscular chest. After a few moments Wade had to get involved, and grabbing the boy’s hair he starting to move the head back and forth across his chest, dragging Randy’s face all over his huge pecs.

Having pretty boys worshiping his muscles was simply a replay of every proper sexual encounter Wade had ever had. But it made him hotter when he could turn them into slaves and force them to give him their total reverence and devotion. They appreciated it more when Wade showed them that satisfying a muscle god could be a stressful and difficult proposition. Obedience was good, but Wade got his most intense pleasure by torturing them a little as they were forced to make love to his body. They received their pleasure from giving him pleasure; the more the better, but he found that they became more submissive if they did not find it too easy to satisfy his requirements. Wade’s greatest sexual gratification was from controlling cute young things, while forcing them physically and mentally to realize that worshiping him was an honor. He liked to make them think they were worthless; not worthy of his effort to even show them how a muscle god wanted to be treated. Making a boy cry and beg to be allowed to worship him was the way he liked it, but then making them beg to be punished for not giving him the intoxicating pleasure he demanded made it even better. The more he demanded and the more difficult he made it for them, the harder they worked to satisfy him. He showed them that their temporary purpose in life was to give absolute devotion and total energy to whatever he required. He wanted them totally exhausted when he was done with them and they always were. Wade was the ultimate task master. His perfectly muscled body and stunning face made it possible for him to put pretty young boys through their paces and turn them into his slaves on a regular basis.

After Wade had had enough of Randy licking his chest, he pulled his face away, and again Randy was dripping with saliva and had that dazed look on his face.

“Thank me slave boy” Wade said as he slapped Randy’s face gently.

“Thank you Master”, Randy whispered.

Another gentle slap. “Thank me slave boy”

Thank you Master”, Randy whispered again.

Slap. “Thank me slave boy”

“Thank you Master” Randy replied as he started to cry, not from pain so much as from exhaustion and mental confusion as to what was going on.

Still holding Randy by the hair, Wade pulled the boy’s head back and leaning down, started kissing him. He was in total control as he bent the boy over backwards and tongued deep into his mouth. He reached around and got the boys arms and pulled them around so the boy could hug him as the sobbing continued.

Wade finally broke the kiss as the boy embraced him. He pulled the sobbing boy in tight with one hand on his head on the other on his ass. Good boy, good boy” he said.

“Thank you Master”, the boy mumbled into Wade’s chest as he continued sobbing and hugged him as tightly as he could. “Thank you Master. Thank you Master. Thank you Master” he mumbled on and on.

Randy was pleased that his Master was happy with him.