Take you to the kitchen.(Gay)

lets go to the kitchen" Mrs O'Brien says.

You look up at her confused.

She smiles. "Because i want to talk to you about what happened last night."

You frown. You still haven't gotten used to being called her 'pet'. It makes you feel like some kind of animal. But at the same time it also turns you on.

Mrs O'Brien takes hold of your arm and leads you into the kitchen. She sets you down a small wooden table. Then she sits down across from you.

"Sit here next to me Ryan."

you sit down nervously. Mrs O'Brien reaches for your wrist. You flinch as she pulls you close.

"I need you to be my good little boy today," she whispers in your ear.

Suddenly u hear a voice behind you. "Hi mom." Andrew says cheerfully.

"Oh hi honey!" Mrs O'Brien replies.

Andrew walks around the counter to where he can see you. He looks surprised. "What are you doing here?"

You blush and turn away from him. "Nothing."

Mrs O'Brien laughs. "Don't be shy Ryan. It's just us."

"I was studying." you mumble.

"Really? What were you studying for?"

you don't know how to answer that.

Mrs O'Brien smiles. "It doesn't matter. Whats important is that Ryan here is ouer new pet."

"Pet?" Andrew gasp.

"Yes dear. And we're going to be having fun with him all day." Mrs O'Brien explains.

Andrew's face goes pale. "But... but why? I thought Ryan was my friend!"

Mrs O'Brien chuckles. "Well, yes. But he needs some discipline. And I think you'll enjoy being his teacher."

Andrew blushes. "I'm not sure..."

"Of course you are." Mrs O'Brien smiles at him. "And besides, its only for a little while."

Andrew frowns.

"Besides," Mrs O'Brien continues, "I really do want you to help me train Ryan. It would be good for both of you."

and how whoud it be god for me exactly?"

"That's up to Ryan to decide." Mrs O'Brien says gently. "But if he decides to stay with us I'm sure he will learn to love it as much as I do."

Andrew swallows nervously. "Im not so shure."

You sit there awkwardly listening to them talk. You look down at yourself. Your shirt is still cut open and laying in the bedroom and your pants are gone leaving you completely naked. The sight of this makes you blush again.

so what do u mean by training?" Andrew asks.

"Well," Mrs O'Brien replies, "its just like any other job. Sometimes you need to teach people how things work. That way they can understand why you're doing something."

Andrew looks confused.

Mrs O'Brien smiles at him. "dont worry honey. i can show you what I mean."

she says.

you watch as she gets up from her chair. She neels down behind you and makes u kneel down in front of Andrew.

"Look at that!" Mrs O'Brien giggles. "His cock is already hard for you."

Andrew blushes.

She reaches out and unzips his flyer and grabs hold of it. Her fingers slide slowly around its girth. You gasp softly and look away.

"do you want him to touch you?" Mrs O'Brien says.

"Yes," Andrew whispers.

Mrs O'Brien smiles. "Then I think we should get started."

"Ryan you start grabbing his cock" Mrs O'Brien says.

and pull it towards you. You can feel Andrew own cock twitch as you do so.

Andrew gasps as you take hold of him. He's thick and long.

you never realized how big he was until now.

he rubs against your palm, feeling the heat of his skin.

He begins to move himself along your hand. His head pushes into your palm as you stroke him.

"Does that feel good?" Mrs O'Brien asks.

Andrew nods.

Mrs O'Brien chuckles. "I'm glad to hear it. Now Ryan, do you know what to do next?"

you nod.

Mrs O'Brien places her hands on the back of you head adn push it closer to Andrew's crotch.

"Good boy." she says. "Now lick him. Lick his balls."

Your heart starts beating faster. You don't know why you're doing this. But something inside you tells you that if you dont do it then Mrs O'Brien will be upset. And even though you hate yourself for it, the thought of upsetting Mrs O'Brien is more than enough reason to continue.

You reach up and wrap your fingers around the base of Andrew's cock. Your hand slides easily over his shaft as you make your way downwards. When you finally touch his sack Andrew let out a small gasp.

"good girl!" Mrs O'Brien says. "Keep going."

you begin to lick the tip of Andrew's dick. The taste of him makes you shudder. It's so salty and smells awful. But you keep licking anyway.

"That's it," Mrs O'Brien coos. "Suck his balls like a good little slut."

Andrew gasps softly.

"Do it for me sweetie," she says gently. "Lick them clean."

He sucks on Andrew's testicles like he was trying to get some sorta nasty ball-juice off of them. His mouth moves up and down the wrinkled orbs, making sure to suck each and every one of their disgusting nooks and crannies clean. He doesn't even care if it makes him gag or not; all that matters right now is getting as much of his friend's grossness outta there so he can go back to being a normal boy again. And with any luck at all, this'll be over soon enough!

mommy i love our new pet!

"Yes dear," Mrs O'Brien says. "He's doing such a good job. I think he likes having to worship youe balls."

Andrew moans softly.

You've never been so turned off before. Just the thougt of sitting on the couch while playing video games and just hanging out with your friends seemed so long ago now.

Andrew kept stroking himself as you lick his balls.

Hey pet? Andrew asks.

"Mmhm?" You mumble with his balls in your mouth.

Mrs O'Brien giggles behind you. "Oh honey. He has his mouth occupied right now."

Andrew sighs. "Sorry."

"Its okay honey."

"I just wanted to ask if he choud do something." says Andrew.

Mrs O'Brien smiles. "Andrew you own him now. If you tell him to do something he must obey you without question."

Andrew frowns. "but im not his master!"

"No." Mrs O'Brien says. "But you are the son of the woman who owns him. So he belongs to you too."

Then theres always one thing ive wanted to do with him since we met.

"what is it?" Mrs O'Brien asks.