come.Willyou let me touch myself? Martin quickly helped Henry off with hisshirt.Youknow I wont, Henry told him, grinning.Martindropped to his knees and got to work on Henrys boots. Should Isuck your cock a little? Id like to do it, I really would.Boots out of the way, he reached for the placket of Henrystrousers.Icould make you do it, Henry offered, petting his hair.Martingave him a particularly wicked smile. I like it when we play thatgame, Sir.Whatelse could we play? Henry asked. What else would you like?He suspected Martin must have played all sorts of elaborate gameswith his Ganymede friends, and he disliked that those boys hadanything over him. He felt he would do whatever Martin wanted, ornearly so.Martinbeamed up at him. Oh, Sir, you should definitelyscold me when I displease you. Ill be especially good if you do.He skinned Henrys trousers and drawers down his legs and helpedhim kick free of their constraints.Especiallygood? Henry couldnt imagine how Martin might be any better thanhe was already.Yes,Sir. But you should discipline me severelyif I dont make you happy. When he saw Henrys dubiousexpression, Martin asserted, You should,Sir! I know Id appreciate your guidance.Suddenly,this game seemed daunting, and Henry faltered in his resolve.Martin, I...I dont knowMartincaressed Henrys hip, his touch reassuring. Its just for fun,Henry, but if you dont want to...ButHenry could see that Martin was disappointed. He didnt want todisciplineMartin, but neither did he want to disappoint him. It wasembarrassing to say it, but he gathered his courage and asked, Howwill I know if Im doing it right?Martinsbrilliant smile returned. Oh, thats easy, Sir. If I dontlike it, or its too much, Ill just say...omnibus!Omnibus?Ora different word, if you prefer, Sir. He knelt up and nuzzledHenrys cock, which had shrunk half-limp during their conversation.Martinssmooth cheek and hot breath felt very nice. Just so I understand...Henry said. You want to play a game where Im unhappy with yourservice. The idea was so unlikely as to be laughable, but Henrydidnt laugh.Yes!Martin turned to kiss the shaft of Henrys cock. Yes, Sir.Thats what I want. Youre my...my whimsicalmaster and I disappoint you.IfMartin wanted to play at having a cruel master, Henry decided heshould go along with it. It wasjust a game, albeit one he didnt really understand. But knowingMartin must have played a version of this with his friends atGanymede, Henry wasnt about to do any less than they had. He coulddo this; he would do his best.Despitehis misgivings, Henrys prick had stiffened again under Martinsministrations. All right...slave, Henry said, with just amoments hesitation. Youll say omnibus if you want meto stop.Iwill, Sir. Thank you, Sir. He gave Henry his beautiful smile onceagain before sucking his cock in to the root.Henrylet Martin suck him a few exquisite minutes before taking his hair inhandfuls and using it to maneuver his head and eager mouth, shovinghis cock down Martins hot, slippery throat. Martin gagged andmoaned and worked frantically to undo his own buttons. Henry remainedsomewhat ambivalent about this forced cocksucking for himself, but hedid like how much Martin seemed to enjoy it, and it felt amazing.With some reluctance, he pulled