A Day in the Life of Noah

A day in the life of Noah begins quite early, at least on a weekday. Noah's father always likes to start him out with an enema, to keep him clean. By breakfast Noah's anus is already stretched and washed and as ready for the day as Noah himself.

After a healthy morning meal of cereal and fruit, Noah's father will choose his son's accessory for the day. The object varies depending on what sort of training Noah is undergoing. For a long time Noah's father simply used a dildo, sliding it into Noah and fastening it to him with subtle straps, nearly invisible under his clothing. This was when they were training for size—every week the dildo would be larger and larger as Noah's anus became used to the invasive objects.

These days Mr. Banks has gone back to using vibrators instead. The battery pack can be strapped neatly to the inside of Noah's thigh, and the buzzing, squirming intruder leaves Noah jumpy and bothered the entire day. It would leave him aroused as well, but Noah's young penis is never allowed outside its cage during the day.

After school Noah comes straight home, where his father straps him into the fucking machine. As with the dildoes, Noah's father is steadily training his son's anus to take larger and larger attachments on the machine. Noah is placed on his hands and knees in front of the machine, his ankles strapped into place, and the appropriately-sized phallus nudged into place between his cheeks. Mr. Banks flips a switch and the machine begins to piston, driving the phallus into Noah's ass over and over with the relentless pounding only a machine can provide.

Noah's homework is splayed out in front of him on the floor while this process takes place. He has gradually become used to filling in answers in his math workbook while the machine drills him, or holding the book steady for his reading homework despite the forceful thrusts shoving his body forward.

The machine continues to fuck Noah until Noah's homework is all finished or until it is five PM—whichever comes later. At this point Noah is usually given a little time to rest, perhaps watch TV, while his father cooks dinner. After dinner Noah's father almost always fucks the boy himself, and sometimes, if Noah is very very lucky, his father will let him out of his cage and let him come.

In the evening Noah receives another enema and a bath, and then Noah's father prepares him for bed. Sometimes he fucks Noah again before putting him to sleep, sometimes he doesn't. But almost always he inserts a night-object into Noah's anus before letting him rest. The night-objects are generally smaller than the day-objects, just a butt plug or similar in comparison to the full-sized dildoes he must wear to school. But Noah must wear it all night, like the mouth guard he wears to keep him from grinding his teeth.

These are the weekdays. The weekends are different and far less predictable. Sometimes Noah's father takes him to the ranch to ride the horses and let the horses ride him. Other times Mr. Banks hosts dinner parties. Occasionally they'll spend the day down in the toy room, where Noah's father will leave him suspended in a harness for the full day, coming down to the room periodically to fuck him and then leaving him strung up and spread wide with toys while he goes upstairs to do other things.

Some weekends they go off to the city, and Mr. Banks makes Noah dress like a young girl to attract attention. Sometimes they go on other trips while Noah is in drag. Sometimes Noah is taken to strange men's houses where his services are traded for favors to Noah's father. Many a time Noah has lain on his stomach, thrown across a leather ottoman, while some unknown man plows him, wrenching his hips back over and over onto the impaling spike of his cock, while Noah's father sits nearby in a leather chair, sipping wine and watching languidly.

Noah never knows what to expect on a weekend, but he always does what his father says. Even when it's just a simple day at home, sucking his father's cock all afternoon.