Jake was sleeping so peacefully and looking so angelic, I hated to wake him up. But he had been sleeping three hours and it was nearing dinner time. I also didn’t want him having a difficult time falling asleep at bedtime.

I gently shook Jake and he began to awake. He looked at me as if to say ‘who are you?’, but then he smiled and said “Oh, hi. How long was I sleeping?” I told him “Long enough, it’s almost time for dinner. Will you be hungry in a while?” Jake said “I’m actually hungry now.” I smiled and said “Growing boys are always hungry”. Jake smiles.

Jake pulled the covers back and swung his legs over, placing his bare feet flat on the floor. He saw his clothes folded neatly on the dresser and he stood up and grabbed his pants. He briefly focused on his pants pocket containing his wallet and Court papers. He didn’t say anything; he just quickly put on his pants.

He held out his dirty socks and said, “I’ll trade you for a clean pair”. I happily agreed to the trade and handed him a clean pair of white socks. He smiled and said “Can you give me a T-shirt too please?” I went to the closet and found a T-shirt which was almost too small for me, and handed it to Jake. He sheepishly said, “All my clothes are dirty and they’re all in my pack”.

With Jake finally up and dressed, I placed my hand on his shoulder and looked him directly in the eye and said “Thank you for coming home with me. You’re a great young stud.” Jake smirked and said “Wait until you get to know me”.

Apparently Jake knew that I had seen the contents of his pockets. He said “Did you see my Court stuff?”

I told him yes, when I picked them up off the floor. Jake shrugged and said that when his father left the home, he began to get into some minor trouble, including truancy. He had been caught joy riding with an older kid in a stolen car. Jake’s mother told the Court that she couldn’t handle him any longer, so the Court put him on Probation. Probation didn’t help, so the Court ordered Jake to be placed at a Ranch for problematic kids.

Jake was ordered to be discharged from the Ranch after successfully completing the program. Jake said he was home almost two months before he frustrated his mother and younger brother to the point that he thought it best to leave his mother’s home. Jake was very optimistic about “controlling his destiny”. There was room for interpretation in his optimism especially when I saw his devilish grin again.

We went into the living room and I turned on some music. Curious about his time at the Ranch, I asked him to tell me about his experiences. Jake stated that he was one of the smallest but smartest young guys there. Most of the other young Probationers were much more muscular and aggressive. Jake found the “Protection” of one of the larger guys who took Jake under his wing and kept of the others from abusing him. However his “Big brother” wasn’t all that altruistic. There was a price to be paid and “services” to be exchanged.

The Ranch was a big place. The program promoted trust and responsibility with the Probationer being assigned various duties. The duties were later evaluated for their timely and through completion. If the Probationer did well, his privileges increased which usually meant more unsupervised free time. The Ranch was out in the middle of no where. Apparently it was felt that Probationers couldn’t get into as much trouble as they could in the city, including attempts to runaway. There was nowhere to runaway to.

Jake and his “Big Brother” were frequently allowed free time together in the evenings or sometimes after lunch and on the weekends. They used the time to hike around the Ranch. Jake stated that his “Big brother” would discretely dominate Jake both verbally and sexually when they were alone hiking. Jake would be humiliated by being made to hike naked except for his shoes. When they arrived at a suitable location, Jake would be made to orally copulate or masturbate his “Big brother”.

Sometimes Jake would be forced to kneel while his “Big brother” sprayed his seed in Jake’s face. Sometimes Jake and his “Big brother” would be accompanied by another Probationer and they would both enjoy the power they had over Jake. Jake said it was “no big deal” as he understood that it was the price to pay for being on Probation. Jake said he “just got used to it”.

Because of “the Code”, Jake never “snitched” on anyone who verbally, physically or sexually abused him. As long as Jake didn’t get injured, Jake didn’t care as it kept others from “really” abusing him.

During this period, Jake began thinking about wanting to become powerful over others, instead of remaining in the victim role. He realized that he would have to wait until after he “graduated” from the program. Jake was being taught lessons about power and control, and he said that he learned it well. Jake was intelligent and knew that he could use his size, appearance and personality to his advantage.

In light of his desire to dominate others, he said that it felt good I worshipped his feet, and licked his anus. Jake also liked the feeling of urinating on me in the shower. Jake had never experienced such feelings, both emotionally and sexually. He said that he was looking for those who wanted to be subservient Jake’s eyes lit up when he looked at me as a possible voluntary subject for his control.

Apparently feeling that he had revealed too much of himself under the circumstances, he changed the subject by stating “Lets cook dinner”. I told Jake to grate some cheese and I began warming cooking oil in the frying pan. I had Jake chop Onions and I got the sour cream and Salsa out of the refrigerator. I fried the ground round and had Jake mix it all together with tortilla chips in a pan which be put into the oven. We made an easy version of a Tortilla casserole When it finished cooking, we feasted until we could hardly walk away.

I placed the items for clean up into the sink filled with soapy water and let them sit until I felt like getting around to them. I sat on the couch with Jake, and I put my arm around him with his head snuggled into my shoulder. Jake seemed content, but there was something in the smirk on his face.

After a while, Jake took his shoes off and tied the shoe laces together, placing one on each side of my neck. The healthy natural and strong scent of his feet permeated his tennis shoes and wafted up to my nose. I got aroused instantly.

Jake turned to me and said “You know, I was serious about wanting to make someone my slave. I really liked you worshipping me. I’ve never experienced that before. I’ve thought about doing other things to people, just to see how I enjoy it.”

We continued our conversation for a while, and I asked Jake to write down on paper, the things he had thought of doing to or with someone. Jake took to the task with some enjoyment. He first wrote down exactly what had happened earlier between he and I. Then he added some of the things which humiliated him at the Ranch. Spraying his seed in someone’s face was of interest to him. He wrote down “Spanking”, and torturing someone’s balls as well.

I asked Jake if he drank beer or hard liquor. Jake smiled and said “Yea, but I might be too much for you to handle”. It peaked my interest. I had fanaticized about being controlled by a young stud for a long time. I was so aroused now, that my little head was doing the thinking for my big head. I went to the garage where I keep a second refrigerator for my beer, and I brought back a couple six packs, mostly for Jake.

Jake’s eye’s lit up when he saw the beer. Grabbing a bottle and twisting off the cap, he held it up and made a toast. “Here’s to a good time” and then he added “I’m going to enjoy this”. After his second beer, Jake placed one of his socked feet on my throat and the other on my balls. He pushed sharply on my balls and caused me to gasp. He said “Go get my dirty socks”. I went to the bedroom to retrieve his dirty socks, not knowing what he had in mind.

When I returned, he said, “I’m going to tie you up. Got any handcuffs or rope?” My heart began racing. I was aroused, excited but scared at the same time. Jake was getting into the role. I didn’t respond in a timely manner and he became impatient. “Now Slave!”. I went to my closet and provided him with the tie from my bathrobe. Jake said “Strip Slave!” I shed all my clothes in a pile on the floor. Jake spun me around and placed my wrists together behind me. He wrapped the tie around both my wrists and then placed the tie between my hands and drew it tight. I couldn’t move my hands. Jake had me exactly where he wanted me.

Jake grabbed me by the scrotum and pulled me into the bathroom. “Get on your knees” he said with authority. I complied. Jake stripped naked and shoved his flaccid penis into my mouth. He placed his hands behind my head and held me firmly in place. He laughed and a warm stream hit the back of my throat. Jake said “Swallow it all fag”.

When Jake finished, he looked down directly into my eyes. An amazing transformation had occurred right before me. In one way, my fantasy was coming true. I was very aroused. But in another way, it could be my worst nightmare. Time would tell. I was in for a wild ride.

Jake led me back to the living room. My hands were still tied behind my back. Jake stuffed his dirty sock into my mouth and ordered me to get on my knees with my feet spread wide apart. Jake then he stood behind me and began fondling my scrotum with his foot. Without warming, Jake drove my testicles into my body with one swift kick. I fell onto my side and curled into a ball. I couldn’t breathe especially with his dirty sock in my mouth. Tears flowed from my eyes. “I’ve always wanted to do that, just to watch someone react. Deal with it fag!” I had no choice. I wondered what was next.

Jake got another beer. He twisted the cap off and started laughing. The alcohol began removing his inhibitions. I wondered if I was wise in bringing him home with me. Jake finished his beer and removed his sock from my mouth. I was beginning to recover from his kick. Jake no longer looked angelic, but assumed a different form of attractiveness. Jake sat on my face, supporting most of his weight by his legs. “Lick my ass!” he commanded. Again I complied. Jake was semi-erect. I suspected that most of his satisfaction was coming from control and not sexual arousal. That is what is said of rapists. I was not in a position at this point to change anything, so I decided that I would just try to enjoy the ride. Jake’s anus was beautiful and my tongue was becoming numb from licking so hard.

Jake abruptly stood up and ordered me into the bedroom. He forced me to bend over the bed and he kicked my feet widely apart. He grabbed a jar of lubricant from the night stand and slapped some on his now erect penis, and then placed a liberal amount on my anus. He shoved his fingers deep into me in one swift movement. I gasped while he began laughing. He placed his arm around my neck while he positioned his penis onto my anus. Jake said “Ready fag?” Without waiting for an answer, he shoved his penis into me all the way to the roots of his pubic hair. “You’re mine slave, you’re mine”.

Jake began pumping me hard. For a relatively young and inexperienced top, he preformed like a pro. It wasn’t long before he began breathing heavy and he tightened the grip around my neck. “Aw, I’m going to cum in your ass…Aw, aw, Oooooh, fuck….” Jake began to become quiet, and then he stood up. He untied me and said “I hope you enjoyed that as much as I did.”

“That was great” he said. Jake stumbled into the bathroom and sat on the edge of the tub. “Wash my dick”. I turned the water on, adjusted it to a comfortable temperature, moved the shower head on a hose down to his groin and soaped him up. While I was washing him, he began to urinate on my hand. I soaped him up again when he was finished. He laughed and put his arm about my shoulder. “I like you, you’re fun”. I helped him up and dried him. Jake said “I need to lay down”. I returned him to the bed. He looked so beautiful in his nakedness. “Put my dirty socks on my feet”. As I did, he began snoring. Jake was asleep. I pressed my face into his socked feet while I stroked my penis to completion. What a day. I put the house and kitchen in order, then joined Jake in wonderful slumber.

The next morning Jake and I both woke up with erections. I faced him, put my arms around him and held him close. He moved to lay on top of me and placed my arms above my head. Then he placed his arm pit right in my face. “Lick it” he commanded. It smelled wonderful. I began licking until he straddled me, brushing his hairy scrotum on my lips and nose. He started rapidly pumping his penis using his hand. Shortly he grabbed my hair and lifted my head up. His penis erupted and he sprayed his seed all over my face, hair and pillow. “Fuck” he said. “That was awesome”.

Jake reached around and grabbed me by the scrotum and said “Now you jack off”. He placed his still erect penis into the puddles of seed he deposited on my hair and face, then placed his penis into my mouth while I was pleasuring myself. It didn’t take long until I shot all over his back and buttocks. Jake smiled. “You like me don’t you?” I did indeed.

After Jake and I took another shower together and finished breakfast, he wanted to get back to the freeway. Jake said, “Do you want me to come back when I’m in town again?” “Yes” is all I could say. I gave Jake my card, which I previously had printed up for social occasions. I told him to call collect, in advance of his arrival so I could make sure we could spend quality time together. Jake snickered and said “I’ll think up some new things we can try for the next time”. And soon, Jake was gone. I’m looking forward to hearing from him soon.