John led Eric down the stairs to his basement, a mischievous glint in his eye. "This is where the magic happens," he said, gesturing to the dimly lit room.
Eric looked around nervously, taking in the various sex toys and BDSM equipment scattered about. He gulped, "I'm not sure I'm ready for this, John."
John chuckled, "Don't worry, I'll take good care of you. Just remember, you have to follow my instructions exactly and you can't refuse any of my advances."
Eric nodded, his heart pounding in his chest.
John stepped closer to Eric, his eyes locked on the younger man's. "First things first, I need to stretch out that hole of yours."
Eric's eyes widened as John reached out and began to spread his cheeks. He never thought he would be this vulnerable, but there was something thrilling about it too.
John's fingers delved deeper, making Eric gasp at the intrusion. "You're tighter than I thought," John said, a hint of amusement in his voice.
Eric blushed, "I-I'm sorry."
John shook his head, "Don't apologize. Just do as I say and push out."
Eric tried, but nothing happened. John huffed, "You're such a tight-assed little boy."
Eric's face fell, "I'm trying!"
John's expression softened, "I know you are. Here, let's try something else."
He reached for a small dildo, handing it to Eric. "Push this out with your hole."
Eric was able to do it, but just barely. John nodded in approval, "Good job. Now, let's try something a little bigger."
Eric's eyes widened as John handed him a larger dildo. He struggled with it, but John encouraged him to keep trying.
Finally, Eric managed to push it out, but it was a close call. John beamed, "I'm proud of you. You're making great progress."
Eric blushed, pleased but also a little embarrassed. He couldn't believe how much he was enjoying this.
John decided to call it a day, "Rest up for tomorrow's training. I have a feeling it's going to be a good one."
Eric nodded, getting ready to leave. As he was about to go, John called out, "Hey, greedy little slut."
Eric blushed, "What?"
John grinned, "You wanted more training, didn't you?"
Eric rolled his eyes, "Stop it, John."
But he couldn't help smiling. He couldn't wait to see what John had in store for him tomorrow.
As Eric left, John couldn't help but notice a small prolapse peeking out of Eric's hole. He grinned, "Be proud of it, Eric."
He played with it, pulling it out and pushing it back in. Eric was surprised by how good it felt.
John told him to push out his prolapse whenever he pulled out. Eric was hesitant at first, but he eventually gave in to the pleasure.
He couldn't help but think that this training might not be so bad after all.
John watched Eric leave, a smirk on his face. He was looking forward to tomorrow's training too. He couldn't wait to see how far Eric's hole could go.
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