The Return of Sebby

Sebby brushed his abs clean, glad he didn't have to clean his bedroom for his last morning there. He quickly ran to the river to do his ablutions. He would miss the temple and this country, though he'll be glad not having to obey the strict monk's orders anymore.

But what about the sexy Indian? His heart ached at the thought of losing him... He sat and meditated on a rock. Maybe he could convince his father to let him bring Reza with him as a supervisor? His dad clearly liked him to live a spartan and ascetic life, so he could sell him the idea of bringing a friend from the temple to keep him on the ascetic path. It was worth a try and Sebby decided to run to the village's phone booth to call his father.

It took Sebby half an hour to run to the village, and another half an hour to convince his father to agree, specially because his father was very surprised that Sebby didn't ask Reza's opinion first.

"You aren't planning to kidnap that boy? If you want him so much, I will have to personally look at him. Tomorrow a boy from the village will bring your phone back, I hope you haven't forgotten how to use it. You will have to video call me tomorrow and show me that Reza of yours wants to be hired and can prove he's the best supervisor for you."

After some extra bargaining with the plane company, Sebby managed to trade his first class plane ticket for two tourist ones, one for him one for Reza. The plane would take off in three days, a whole day later than planned. He quickly sent a telegram to Rouge to let him know of his new arrival date and hurried back to do his morning chores.

On his way back through the forest he suddenly spotted Reza gathering some herbs. The boy was topless and only wearing red baggy indian pants but even like that he looked more arousing than the heavenly dancers who danced for the Indian gods. Those red pants reminded Sebby of Rouge's spandex shorts he usually used while doing contortion, he couldn't help but wonder how would Rouge look doing his contortions in baggy pants like that.

Reza still haven't noticed him, looking for his herbs in another direction, but suddenly as if he heard Sebby's thoughts, he stopped bending down for the herbs and decided to stretch a little and do a few yoga postures. To relax his strained muscles he bent backwards and grabbed his own ankles so easily like only a yoga boy can do.

Sebby couldn't miss the opportunity to take a closer look at his bending friend, he went off the main road, closer and closer to Reza until he finally spotted him. The yoga boy turned around on his feet without even unbending his back, then bent it even more and shoved his head completely between his own legs, winking at Sebby: "Hey there! It's a pretty beautiful view in this part of the forest today, is it not?"

"It'd be difficult not to enjoy the view unless being totally blind," Sebby replied, wondering how to ask Reza the big question. "I see you're gathering herbs, is it a chore you got? I could help you," he offered to Reza.

"Oh, this? Yeah, I have to gather some herbs, for a special reason… But not quite used to so much work, it's killing my back!"

Reza stretched his torso more, making his back produce a soft cracking sound, then he pushed himself even further between his legs until he rested his arms right over his thighs, smirking at Sebby's surprised face.

"Ahhh, much better! I wish I could just stretch all day instead. Or even better, if you stretched me… Alas, the stupid superiors decided that I look too feminine and they must make me look more manly. And guess what they decided to do to achieve that?"

"Increase your workout regimen to make you build more muscles? I think it's stupid, you look more than manly to me," Sebby replied, wishing he could help stretching Reza or just fuck him silly. But he had to focus and try to find an opportunity to make his offer.

"Those old farts probably thought that would take forever, so they had a much crazier idea... They said I go around acting so girly just because my penis isn't big enough! So guess what?? They made me gather the herbs for the penis enlargement concoction! Well, to be completely honest I don't mind getting a little bigger in that department myself, if that's their idea of manly."

"Any bigger than you already are and you wouldn't fit into my throat anymore," Sebby replied playfully. Then becoming serious he asked: "I never asked but you seem happy living here... Did you ever dream to go somewhere else if you could?"

Reza seemed done with his anti-backpain therapy and elegantly straightened his bent body to the normal standing position and looked around like a critic who's judging the beauty of the forest.

"Hmmm, I was born here and lived my whole life between the village and the temple. On some rare days they took me to other cities for yoga competitions, those big cities actually made me often wonder what the rest of world is like outside this place..."

"Well, I just talked to my father," Sebby started playing nervously with his fingers, "And on his behalf I have a job offer you might find interesting. It would involve you traveling with me," he said and decided to see Reza's first reaction before telling him more about this job.

"Oh... traveling? Ah yes, you… You weren't born in this country, right?" Reza looked at Sebby with such a face as if seeing him for the first time. "But traveling… does it mean you're going back to your country soon, am I right? In this case…" Reza gulped, "I think... I would be fortunate if you could take me with you… because… I… we… we've just started having so much fun together… I don't mind if you take me with you and I'm ready for any kind of job!"

Sebby smiled, feeling relieved that Reza instantly agreed to follow him. "Well you see I'm French, my father sent me here partly to learn self-discipline and the asceticism way. But in three days I'm going back home. But since my father and his boyfriend are rich, they're very concerned that I might get spoiled easily. So he'd like me to have some kind of a supervisor. Someone who would remind me of the ascetic principles, as well as making sure I'm not slacking off."

"Oh my," Reza raised brows, "You're like a prince who spent his younger years in this humble temple to grow up as a better person. I've read a lot about such things in the Hindu books but never thought it could actually happen."

"We French haven't had princes for centuries but being too wealthy is still realistic and requires a lot of discipline. Usually rich kids have very strict governors who are even allowed to beat them if necessary. Of course if the family doesn't want to grow a spoiled kid. That's why I think you're the best for this kind of job."

"So what do I have to do exactly?" Reza scratched his flat tummy, not sure where this is all going.

"Your job would be to make sure I keep doing my daily workout and follow the ascetic's lifestyle EVEN if I don't feel like it. So in a way you'd have to boss me around a bit. Also I'd like to learn your Lingam massage technique, and I also have a boyfriend who I know would enjoy learning some of your flexible moves. Does that sound like the kind of job you'd like? You'd get food, clothes, a place to rest, some income and you can spend lot of time with me".

Reza couldn't help but chuckle. "Seriously, that's all I have to do? Making sure to motivate you to do all these things and in exchange I get food, shelter and more importantly the best guy I've ever met? Sounds like a god's blessing to me!"

"That's pretty much it, I agree it's definitely a god's blessing that I met you. It took a bit to convince my dad you'd do a better job bossing me around than that certain monk we know. So best to take it seriously, or my father will come back to his original plan, and I don't think I'd like to see that old monk around me for years to come. I'd rather have you as a supervisor than him," Sebby winked.

"Oh, so that old geezer was planned to take this job? Then for all the pain I've
suffered because of him, I'll definitely steal that opportunity from him! Even if I have to go against my nature and be strict with you but I promise for every restriction I will remember to reward you greatly!!" Reza looked so happy like he's ready to jump on Sebby's neck at any moment, his sexy chest going up and down heavily and his white teeth grinning wide. "Sooo just tell me when I can start!"

"Normally you were supposed to start after meeting my father. But since you have to force your nature I think we should start right away to get you prepared. That way you can practice your strictness. What do you think, instructor Reza?" Sebby smiled extending his hand.

"You have my hand and the rest of my body, Sebby!" Reza shook his friend's hand but seems wasn't about to let it go easily. "Sooo… about my duties, are there any dos and donts?" He smirked, gently brushing Sebby's hand with the tips of his fingers.

"Well, my dad will be pleased if I display immediate obedience to whatever you request me to do for workout or asceticism sake. So dos would be really forcing your nature and not letting anything slip, only accepting 100% perfect results, not tolerating sighs or displeased looks. It's not that I enjoy this but I'd rather pay that price than having you know who do all that. And there's no donts really. Except those you will enforce me to follow. Like, don't slack off," he explained squeezing his friend's hand.

"That's good because I already have a little workout for you in mind," Reza pulled some string with the other hand and his baggy pants literally dropped all the way to the ground, exposing his hanging length. He pulled on Sebby's hand he was holding and put it over his crotch. "So Sebby, you mentioned that I have a really big cock, for that I'm grateful, but I hope it's not empty words and you can show me how big it is, I just need to make sure that I really don't need that penis enlargement..."

Reza grinned like a young devil, unable to believe how fortunate he was today, being able to order one of the temple's best disciples (other than himself, of course) to do whatever he wanted.

"I will follow your instructions. If you say 'jump', my father will expect me to reply how high?" he chuckled and started to stroke Reza's manhood. "Am I supposed to use only my hand or can I be creative?"

"Ahh...hnn...ye- yeah, as creative as you like," Reza panted after getting the first few strokes. "J- just need to see how big you can make it… When I had to jerk myself in front of those monks to give them an idea of my size, I think I did a really poor job… I really… ah! Need a good hand…"

"Those monks don't know what they're talking about," he leaned closer and sucked on Reza's nipples to harden them while giving a slow stroke on his instructor's manhood. "Two more things. If we disagree, you have the final say. And this job ends when I'm 21. That's when I'm getting full control of my funds. But if you served me well, I'll renew your contract just the way it was," he whispered near Reza's earlobe. "Wouldn't you like that?"

"I am so fortunate that I met you!" Reza moaned back to Sebby, feeling his cock growing bigger than ever, encompassed by his new boyfriend's loving hand. Or should he say his inferior? No, he will find a way to reward Sebby for completing any of these 'evil' requests. He never wants to lose this job and he needs to make sure to work toward that contract renewal from day one. If he just turns everything into sex requests, it might be not exactly what Sebby's father is after. He needs to think of something, something harsher. "Very well, now get on your fours, you're about to learn some obedience next."

"I'm sure I could still get you even harder, but alright..." Sebby replied and yet reluctantly let go of Reza's manhood to get on his fours. He wasn't overly fond of discipline but if it was the condition to keep Reza with him he would embrace it fully.

"Oh you will, Sebby, you will!" Reza kneeled behind him and slowly pulled on the sophisticated knots of Sebby's cloth until the beautiful muscled ass was fully open to the sun.

He began to fondle those butt cheeks with his hands and before Sebby started enjoying it he landed a heavy slap on one of those round buns. It echoed through the forest and scared off a couple of birds. He immediately added another one and more, as if he was really excited by the sexy sound his boyfriend's meat drum was producing.

Sebby gasped as he had not expected this would lead to a spanking. He had to admit Reza knew how to deliver tingling smacks. "What's that for Reza?" he asked between yelps.

"First, it's Sri Reza for you! And I thought it's you who told me you'd like more ass-ceticism? You know the scriptures say the legendary ass-cetics used to sit on nails and burning coals, so I'm making it way easier for you... Can't say the same about myself though, as now I'm hard as rock! And this volcano is almost ready to erupt by itself."

Reza landed a few more slaps on that reddened ass before he looked at it with the face of a potter who just finished a high quality pot. He shook his head like an excited kid and stroked himself a bit to the sight of his work.

Anybody would have erupted at this moment but not Reza whose self-control had years of training. He was just starting. He got on his knees and aimed his penis between the freshly fried buns of his lover.

"Now here's the part where we find out how much bigger I can get! Your next task, Sebby, is to see if you can make it even bigger than it already is, using nothing but your asshole!"

"I think my father will like the sound of that, SRI Reza... You do have quite the firm hand. Please enlighten me further on the path of assceticism, Sri Reza," Sebby tilted his hip expertly to ensure deepest and tightest experience for Reza.

Reza looked at his own length, the tip massaging Sebby's entrance... He definitely grew bigger from the sheer sound of "Sri Reza". He never thought he would have such a happy day in his life, especially with the temple's finest, deepest and firmest ass waiting right in front of him...

For some moment he hesitated because his happiness made his erection grow into a large baton and Reza shuddered, imagining what it's like to take it into one's asshole... But he remembered that Sebby was dearly fond of fisting and surely had bigger things in his ass before. Reza went ahead and digged right in, burying his manhood into the depths of his lover.

"Ngghh! No stretching, Sri- nggh- Reza?" Sebby gritted his teeth, "Your manhood sure feels more than ahhh- adequate, Sri Reza," he managed to say, focusing on loosening his ring of muscle to welcome more easily his friend's huge manhood and ignore the added pain on his reddened buttcheeks as they pressed against Reza's thighs each time he thrusted into him.

Reza grabbed on Sebby's love handles and rushed to fuck him as if he hadn't had sex for a year, sliding in and out, thrusting harder and harder, enjoying every moment of it, especially his self-control, but there's a limit to everything and his cock pulsated so much that Reza gave up and pulled it out, sperming all over the tanned back of his friend, covering the sexy back muscles with hieroglyphs made of thick white semen.

Reza wasn't a fortune teller but didn't have to be one to tell those mysterious symbols surely promised a wonderful future...

Sebby panted, feeling the wet warm semen of his lover over his back. He wished he was flexible enough to twist and look at his own back, probably something could train himself to do one day.

"That was intense," he said finishing himself with merely a few strokes of his manhood and enjoying a stream of sperm bursting out on the grass.

"Yeah…" Reza sat on his soles and took a breather. His shiny cock still stood up big and proud like a winner. "Wow, I've never felt so big in my life…"

Reza kept looking at his shiny wet cock that resembled a snake being enchanted. He suddenly smirked: "You know, maybe those monks had a point. Honestly I wouldn't mind making it even bigger to see how much more you can take up that sexy ass of yours, Sebby!"

"I wonder if that enlargement would be permanent or it wears off after a while?" Sebby asked out of curiosity. He couldn't help but liked Reza's idea...

"Hey! Don't forget to add Sri Reza," Reza winked and smiled.

"Yes, Sri Reza! Sorry for forgetting it, Sri Reza!" Sebby replied knowing fully well it was the kind of details his father would notice right away.

"I'll forgive you this time. Anyhow, from what I know it's like a paste that you stuff right inside the peeing hole. It's weird but it's fully absorbed over time, so the more you can stuff inside the bigger it will get."

"Sounds like it's gonna hurt," Sebby's balls contracted at the thought of stuffing something inside the pee hole.

"No, I'm pretty well prepared," Reza put the tip of his middle finger against the tip of his penis and after a quick massage the finger sinked into his pee hole and without meeting much resistance it buried all the way in, bulging along the shaft.

Sebby was in awe and didn't even know what to say, so Reza continued slowly finger-fucking his penis: "Hn... M- my teacher has a special silver rod he trains me with, it's thick and long, he puts it all the way inside my penis and then gives it a long hand massage to teach me to control my orgasm."

"Crazy," Sebby blushed. "They never did that to me, they seem to be more focused on stretching and deepening my ass all these years. But I want to try that rod sometimes and I can do it to you to practice my handjobs."

"Really? I hope my penis will not look silly by then, they sent me to gather all these plants, they're planning something big I swear. I don't know what exactly are the limits but legends speak of elephant cocks that were created using this concoction… But I don't think my poor back can suffer any more of this bending down and picking plants... They want me to fill this whole bag! The life of a herbalist is not a joke. I already have to stretchy my back every ten minutes while gathering the herbs here since the early morning! And I've only gathered this little…"

Reza pointed at the bag laying nearby. "Oh wait, I have an idea! Now that I have a disciple, Sri Reza doesn't have to do all the lowly work. Now, disciple Sebby, your next task is to fill that bag..." He went close and whispered lovingly to Sebby's ear: "Not to mention the more we gather the bigger cock you can taste very soon~"

Sebby's eyes widened as Reza ordered him to do his own chores. Part of him wanted to rebel, but part of him was excited about what Reza had promised "I'll do my best, Sri Reza," he finally said and fastened his loincloth back before harvesting the medicinal herbs.

After a few hours harvesting and taking little yoga breaks the two stuffed the bag to the limit. In the end Reza started really worrying if he's helping Sebby too much, but wasn't sure how to ask without breaking his superior role. If he just asked, wouldn't Sebby be forced to say that it's his duty? Maybe they could set some rules so on some hours they could just talk normally.

"Sebby, ugh… Do you think since, well, this is my job, then I can also have some hours off work, like I only have to be strict from 9 to 5? Just asking because it's close to 5 o'clock and I'm a bit tired of being too strict with you all day..."

Sebby thought for a minute then replied: "I think for the time being, 9 to 5 is fine. But when we're be back in France, better make it 7 to 5. My father likes me to wake up early, Sri Reza," he almost forgot the important part again. "So when it's 5, can I call you just Reza again?" he asked hopefully.

"Yeah and since it's our first day maybe we can make it shorter. So we can both act normally already because ugh… I wanted to ask, not as Sri Reza but as your good friend Reza, if you think I'm up to your father's strictness standards?"

"Oh? Why do you ask?"

"You know, I really don't want to be tossed in the street for doing a poor job…" Reza scratched the back of his head.

A whole day of picking flowers made both of them break a great deal of sweat and the well worked topless bodies of the two monks were all shiny in the evening sun. They just stood there enjoying the look of each other's bodies, almost too lazy to talk."

"Well," Sebby finally said, "Considering you had to force your nature, I think you did pretty good. If you keep at it, you'll probably surpass my father's standards," he joked then looking serious. "However, whatever my dad suggests you to do, you have to agree even if you know I won't enjoy it. I don't want to lose you Reza, so whatever adjustments he requires you will accept without even consulting me. If you have to sell me to the river to get on his good side, do it without hesitation. Though I think he will really love your style," he said honestly.

"If you say so, Sebby! After all, work is work! It's not always what we'd like to do, I know it too well. So I'll do my best, I'm not sure how it is in France but in India we put our duties above personal preferences! However, also in India, we never work 24/7..."

"Certainly! That is already settled, you'll work from Monday to Friday from 7 to 5. You have free weekends, and five weeks paid vacations, plus all the holidays. So don't worry, Reza, we'll still have time for some fun. And I wouldn't have asked my dad if I doubted you, Reza" he said smiling. "So, Sri Reza, how about sealing that deal with a kiss?" he asked hopefully.

"I'm in!" Reza stepped closer and leaned his slender body against Sebby's refined chest muscles, invading his lover's mouth with his tongue...

After sealing his first job contract, Reza happily grabbed the bag of plants and put it over his shoulder. "Man, just wait for me to stuff all that goodness inside!" He chuckled seeing Sebby's face. "Don't worry, I'm not going to put those plants in there!! I'm going to crush all this into oily paste, then I'll use a special tool. I think there's gonna be a whole pot. So try to keep your behind nice and loose, you'll need that for what's to come…"