Training my apprentice

The daimyo winked at me and said, "Don't you think Isamu is attractive?"

I nodded with some reluctance. Objectively speaking, Isamu was an attractive young man, but I knew where the daimyo was headed. Either way, I didn't have much of a choice, as I wouldn't dare to injure the daimyo's pride by contradicting him in his own house. After all, I had only recently declared my allegiance to the man, pledging everything, including my life. Other things would be a relatively small sacrifice compared to that.

"Jiro is also very good-looking," the daimyo said, pointing at the other young man. "He's been my loyal apprentice. I'm very fond of him. Come here," he beckoned Jiro to sit closer, and then told me in a lower voice, "I'll show you how it's done, Taro-dono. Just follow my lead."

When Jiro sat down right next to the daimyo, the daimyo wrapped his left hand around him and pulled him in closer for a kiss. He kissed Jiro, sticking his tongue deep into his mouth and running the other hand across his belly and down the young man's kimono.

As the daimyo got more excited, Jiro reached out with his hands under the daimyo's outer kimono and parted it. He then lowered the hakama, and I caught a glimpse of the daimyo's penis. It wasn't fully engorged yet, but Jiro wrapped his hand around it and started stroking it, gently but methodically.

The daimyo picked up a small bottle and handed it to Jiro, who opened it and applied a little bit of its contents to the daimyo's cock. It must've been a lubricating oil, because Jiro then took his oiled hand and reached for his own buttocks. I couldn't see what he was doing until the daimyo pushed Jiro onto the side and lifted his kimono. Then Jiro's hand working on spreading and oiling his asshole became visible to me, his fingers going in and out and around the rim. Jiro had thick thighs, but a small round butt.

"Now this is for you," the daimyo barked, passing the bottle to Isamu.

The young man's face flushed as he took the bottle and glanced at me. I remained motionless, afraid to both proceed and draw the daimyo's ire. After a moment's hesitation, Isamu opened the bottle and poured some oil onto his fingers. He shyly lifted a side of his kimono and reached for his anus.

"Get onto all fours, when you're doing it," bellowed the daimyo.

Isamu complied, baring his behind completely, and stuck two fingers into his ass, rubbing in the oil.

"A pretty ass, that's for sure," said the daimyo, nodding to me. "Just like Jiro's."

With that, the daimyo lay on his side behind his apprentice and holding the base of his cock with his hand started to push it into Jiro's ass. Jiro's mouth flew open, and he clutched the mat with one hand.

"Oompf, that feels good," exclaimed the daimyo, pushing the tip of his cock into Jiro's ass. "As tight as a virgin woman," he winked at me and pushed deeper. Jiro moaned quietly, trying to hold his sideway position under the daimyo's thrusts.

"Isamu, get your master ready," the daimyo commanded.

Isamu turned to me, and lowering his gaze, reached under my kimono, searching for my cock. His hands were a little slippery from the oil, and his strokes were very hesitant, which apparently worked well for my cock. Isamu parted my kimono further, and I could see my ochinchin already upright.

Isamu leaned forward to kiss me, all trembling like a young girl. I thought his kisses were more timid than my wife's.

I grabbed his face with one hand and stuck my tongue into his mouth. He stared at me, wide-eyed, as my saliva gathered on the tip of my tongue. I let it drip into his mouth and pulled away, waiting for him to swallow. With his flustered reaction and innocent eyes, he really looked like a woman at that moment. He finally swallowed, and I let go of his face.

"Get on all fours again," I snapped.

"Good going, Taro-dono," the daimyo exclaimed. "I can see your excited member. It's impressive."

The daimyo in the meantime pulled out and, flopping down onto his back, ordered Jiro to get on top. The young man straddled him quickly and proceeded to ride, his own cock pretty limp.

"He has to work on that," the daimyo growled, addressing me. He grabbed Jiro's cock and started jerking it, trying to make it erect.

I looked at Isamu's backside in front of me. He had a light fuzz on his lean butt cheeks and a tender ass hole. His fingers were still working on spreading it, but it didn't seem like he was experienced at it.

I thanked heavens he wasn't some muscular type, like the daimyo. That type didn't excite me at all.

Afraid to lose my erection, I grabbed onto my cock and aimed it at Isamu's opening. The first push barely got the tip past the ring, despite all the lubrication. I didn't get down onto my knees, instead simply bending them to fuck Isamu from up high. I leaned onto his hips and pushed harder. Isamu moaned, trying to adjust his butt to my angle.

"What a cock, my boy," I heard the daimyo's voice. "After this, Isamu will be able to take anything up his ass."

I leaned with more effort, and my cock was finally inside, Isamu's flesh twitching around it. My cock was now in no danger of deflating, and I started thrusting, enjoying the warmth of the oil inside Isamu's ass. I cursed the need to penetrate this young guy in my head, but the sensations were pleasurable, so I tried to focus on those. Pumping from the high angle, I felt I was hitting all his right spots, and Isamu was moaning most pitifully.

"The boy will need more training," hollered the daimyo. "But you're pounding so well, Taro-dono. You're making me very excited."

The daimyo grabbed Jiro's hips and started smashing his cock deeper and deeper, soon rolling back his eyes with a loud guttural roar.

He pulled Jiro's face closer and stuck his tongue in his mouth again, making loud slurping sounds.

After his orgasm subsided, the daimyo turned his head to me and blinked, looking shocked. "Look," he exclaimed, "You're making Isamu's essence come out with your thrusting. He's cumming!"

I leaned over and saw prostate fluid dripping out of Isamu's cock with each of my deep thrusts. Suddenly, the young man reached out to massage my balls, and I finally felt ready. I closed my eyes and, thinking of my concubines, started cumming. I slapped Isamu's ass to increase my pleasure and lowered myself on top of him to squeeze my cock empty.

When I felt ready to pull my cock out, the daimyo gestured for me to move closer to him. "Your member is a monster, Taro-dono. I enjoyed watching you training your apprentice." He handed me a cup. "As a token of my gratitude, I invite you to spend the night at my home. Get some rest. You must be tired!"