Ryo was out shopping for a new pet. Thee are several places in Japan where one can go to buy the kind of pet Ryo had in mind. But Mr. Yomo's Pet Store, just outside of Tokyo is really the best Pet shop in the world. Mr. Yomo's specializes in pets of every shape and kind, but not only that, it offers pets during every phase of their training. Some men like to purchase a fully trained pet. One who already knows all the tricks and is already an expert at pleasing his new master. For example he will already be an expert sucker. Mr. Yomo's crack team of Pet Handlers will spend weeks or months even teaching the pet every possible way to bring pleasure to a cock. His pets are not just good, they are excellence personified. Then again, some pet owners like to teach their pets themselves. They like a fresh young innocent pet, still wild enough to have to discipline. They want to teach the pet to cater their own special needs. Mr. Yomo has those kinds of pets too.

Ryo was greeted at the gate by a security guard who required I.D. from the famous underground film maker. Ryo then drove his Mercedes up to the front door of the house, where a boy of fifteen or so, dressed in nothing but a tiny posing pouch which left little to the imagination, opened the door and took the keys to park the car. Ryo couldn't resist reaching out to cup the cute boy's smooth round young asscheek. Mr. Yomo knew how to treat customers. The door to the mansion/petshop was opened by another boy, this one a bit older. This young man was about eighteen and was completely naked. He had a nice thick dick that hung about seven inches flaccid, putting to end at once the myth that all Japanese are hung small. The young man nodded his head with respect and bowed.

"Welcome, Sir. Mr. Yomo will be down shortly. May I get you something to drink? Some Cha? Or something stronger perhaps?"

"Thank you, I wouldn't mind a sake, if you have some available." He knew they did. Mr. Yomo's pet shop had everything.

"Oh yes Sir. Hot or cold? Mr. Yomo says that really fine sake should be drunk cold. He says the tradition of heating sake came from the desire to mask the cheap quality. His is the best."

"Cold then, by all means." The naked young man showed Ryo into a sitting room decorated in traditional Japanese style. There were tatami matts on the floor and the walls were beautifully designed bamboo screens. Since Ryo has slipped off his shoes at the door, as all polite Japanese do, he felt the softness of the tatami beneath his stockinged feet. He sat down on one of the many silk cushions, and was surprised to see a boy of about thirteen crawl out from behind one of the screens. Like all the boys at Mr. Yomo's he was magnificently beautiful. His body was pale and flawless. Not a hair anywhere. His ass was high and round and tight and he lifted it as he crawled. He kept his legs spread just enough, so that Ryo could catch a tantalizing glimpse of scrotal sack and dick as the boy crawled toward him. This must be one of Mr. Yomo's private house pets. The pet had full lips, perhaps artificially tinted just the slightest bit to make them seem unreal. He had the cutest little boy nose, dark flashing eyes and a seductive smile. Now while he crawled toward the guest, he opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue. He let if hang over his lower lip and panted like a happy puppy.

Ryo reached out and ruffled the pet's hair, causing yelps of delight. The boy/pet then quickly and smoothly slid off Ryo's socks and began to expertly massage his feet. A naked boy of nine or so brought in Ryo's chilled sake on a silver tray. That boy too was delightful, although a bit young for Ryo's taste. Ryo prefers pets with just fallen balls so he has something down there to play with. Still the nine year old pet was sweet and seductive. The pet massaging Ryo's feet was doing a really excellent job, and when he finished with his strong young hands, he leaned down and began to lick Ryo's feet. The little boy tongue swiped between the toes and then sucked on each one of them. He then licked the soles of the feet and then the ankles. The tongue was strong enough to really pleasure the film maker, and Ryo felt his dick growing hard. He sipped at his sake and watched the pet licking his feet.

The reverie was over far to quickly as Mr. Yomo entered the room. He wore a bright orange kimono emblazoned with large colorful dragons. He bowed low for his customer, ever the humble host. The humble multi-millionaire host. His eyes sparkled behind large thick eyeglasses, that made him look like an owl.

"What a pleasure to see you again. It's been what, two years? You look at young and handsome as ever." In deference to Mr. Yomo, Ryo had removed the dark sunglasses which he always wore to help protect his anonymity. " I trust you had a good experience with the last pet you purchased from us?"

Ryo smiled. "Oh yes indeed. He was the perfect pet. Sadly pets grow up so quickly, and I crave something younger and more innocent. The last pet you sold me is now starring in some of my more exotic films. We just finished one where he is the Bitch in a kennel of twenty-five real male dogs. They of course got rather anxious in their attempts to mount the human pet bitch. It should be a good seller. but alas, it left the pet in no condition for house service. I decided to keep him in the kennel as a permanent bitch for the animals."

Mr. Yomo smiled, but there was a wistful sadness to it. "Unfortunately in circumstances like that, the boy-pet does not last long."

"it is the way of the world. Canine Dogs need sexual pleasure too, and they find bitch boy-pets very appealing. In a kennel of twenty-five dogs, the bitch will be fucked almost non stop night and day."

"I forget, how old was that pet when I sold him to you?"

"He was twelve, so he is fourteen now. Excellent sake by the way."

"So do you have a kennel of real dogs now?"

"No, no, I have a friend who breeds animals and I just rent them for my films when one or more is required. But he has similar tastes as ours, and he loves to breed his animals with young boys. I provide the boys and he provides the animals. It's a perfect fit."

Mr. Yomo beamed. "And what are you in the market for today, my friend? A house pet, a hunting pet, a show pet?"

"I would like a young house pet that I could also train for competition. I have become very enamored with BoyPet Pagents."

"And knowing you, if you desire to enter such competitions, you mean to win! So money is no object, I take it?" Mr. Yomo chuckled.

"Money is no object within reason. Yes, I want a boy without blemish. One I can train to live for my commands. But I also won't let you rob me blind."

"That would take more effort than I have. I heard that after the terrible Tsunami, you donated millions to help the recovery."

Ryo humbly looked at the floor. "it is the least one can do."

"Well, come then, let us look at some of our newest pets." They walked together toward the rear of the house, where the surroundings became more clinical. Ryo fund himself in a large room, as large as a warehouse. The room was divided into sections covered with artificial turf. Fences and small dog houses separated the various sections of the large area.

"There must be a hundred dog houses here. Are they all filled with young pets?"

"Yes indeed. We may have one or two empty houses at the moment. We do however have pets ranging in age from five or six all the way up to twenty-six or so. Pet owners have a wide variety of interests. You prefer the young teen range, if I am not mistaken, and that is optimal for competition purposes.

"I'd like something about twelve, with a nicely growing penis and just fallen nuts. I'd like him to be an asshole virgin, although I do not mind at all if he has had suck training. I would like him to be obedient and loving."

"Do you want him housebroken or not?"

"Oh my yes, trained to do his job in a litter-box or out of doors. But aren't all boys already housebroken?"

Mr. Yomo raised his eyebrows. "Oh no. Many owners prefer a boypet who is not housebroken, so they may teach him and punish him. So with a certain number of boys, we use hypnosis, conditioned response training and good old fashioned pain to "UNTEACH" him. We are not happy until the boy has no control over his pisser and bowels."

"No, I prefer my pet to be toilet trained." Ryo smiled and Mr. Yomo bowed.

"Do you want a boy who drinks piss and eats shit, or do you want to introduce him to those delights?"

"I would prefer to teach him those things myself."

"Most customers do but I thought I would ask. Ah, here we have a lovely young pet, just turned twelve. Number 16. Our pets you remember have no names, so that you may give them something appropriate. he reached out with a beautiful fan that suddenly appeared in his hand and tapped on the low wire fence surrounding the dog house. Out of the house crawled the most beautiful boy Ryo had ever seen. The boy was totally naked except for a dog collar around his slender pale neck.

He crawled toward the fence and lifted his head to lick Mr. Yomo's hand. Ryo extended his hand and the boy licked that as well, his gorgeous eyes looking up fondly.

"Number sixteen is just turned twelve and his balls have only fallen a few weeks ago He recently had his first wet cum when we milked him. He has one of the longest tongues in the whole shop. His tongue would be perfect for licking asshole. In fact, thinking of competition pets, he could be a real winner int he ass licking and sucking category. With the proper training of course. As of yet his tongue has never tasted asshole." He leaned down and grabbed the young boy's tongue between two fingers and tugged. "Has it, number 16? It's licked a bit of cock, just to test his abilities, but it hasn't tasted any asshole. It would needless to say also be a great tongue for scrotum licking."

Ryo ran his hand down across the boy's smooth shoulders and back. The boy lifted his ass and presented it to the customer. Reaching over the low wire fence, Ryo fingered the boy's fresh young tight asshole. It was indeed virgin." The boy wiggled his ass globes while Ryo fingered the tight pink hole."

"You know your business, Mr. Yomo, I will say that for you. This is exactly what I had in mind. Is he really totally obedient?" He began to slap the young ass, and the boypet lifted it higher for the spanking hand.

"Like most of the pets we get here, when he first arrived, he was scared and angry and wild. We beat that out of them the first week. Then they cry and sob for their "mommies." We get rid of the at the second week. By the third week they no longer speak but only bark or mew as required. After about a month of non-stop discipline they have almost forgotten their lives as boys and are ready for the actual pet training. Then we can begin to show affection for a job well done. If for example number 16 fetches a rubber toy that we throw and crawls back to us in record time, he is rewarded with a treat."

"Speaking of that, what does he eat?"

"For now, only dog food, dry and moist. You may vary that with human food if you wish, although we don't recommend over indulging the pet. We sometimes mix cum and snot and shit and piss in with the food, so the pet knows he dare not refuse any dish he is served. At least once a day, he laps up a bowl of fresh piss, most masters like to give their pets at least some piss. Are you heavily into toilet training, I forget?"

"Not really, but I do like to piss in my pet's mouth for convenience. And I do make him eat my shit about once a week, just to keep him in mind of who is in control. I find it keeps a pet or even just a boy I am working with, properly respectful. May I examine his tits?"

"My dear friend, with what you will be paying for this pet, you may do anything you like to him. Up, number 16!"

The twelve year old boy-pet rose on his knees, lifting his face up toward Ryo, who had to resist the urge to kiss it. He looked like the newest freshest flower of Spring just opening up into full bloom. Ryo reached down and grabbed one of the boys puffy tits in the fingers of each hand and began to tug and twist. He pulled at the rubbery tit flesh. The boy got a pained look in his eyes. He began to chew at his lower lip. Snot ran from his nose from the agonizing pain. At last he was overcome by the torture and he tried to pull back.

"Number 16!" Mr. Yomo barked humiliated at the boy's loss of control. Number 16 closed his beautiful eyes, but his lower lip harder, drawing a bit of blood, and returned to his full kneeling position offering his ripe young boy buds for more manipulation.

Ryo gripped the nipple buds and yanked, pulling the naked youth to his feet by his tits. The boy's mouth opened and he gasped for air. "He will need to be able to take a lot more than that if he is to be my pet,: Ryo said.

"We have many pets who are more used to pain. Pets specially trained to take extreme pain." Mr. Yomo waved his arm toward the back of the warehouse.

"Oh no, I prefer to teach a pet to stand the pain I deliver. I prefer to teach him through reward and punishment to take whatever I give him. Let me check his sack now."

Ryo reached down and cupped the pet's soft silky still quite small balls. He rolled the nuggets in his hand. He felt the silky texture of the hairless bag. His dick pushed at his pants as he tightened his grip and watched the pet's muscles tighten in pain. He gently frigged the pet's small boyish penis and peeled back the foreskin to examine the pink dickhead. He rubbed a finger over the little pisshole.

"I think this pet will do fine. Let's discuss price!"

Forty minutes later, Ryo left the mansion. His new pet would be delivered that afternoon.