Date: Sat, 22 Sep 2018 21:45:46 +0100 From: Reickard Masters Subject: Caleb 2 Caleb Please don't forget to show your gratitude to this site for hosting this story and give them a little something. Hit the donate button on the home page to do this. A note to me with your thoughts on this story would also be appreciated. Write to me at succme@zoho.com Chapter 2 Caleb retraced the steps he had run the day before and as he entered the industrial estate he noticed another pair of trainers, hanging on an overhead wire, marking the other end of the road. Caleb wondered how many pairs of shoes were wasted just to mark out these guys' territory. He had walked at his normal pace until he got to those trainers and then he slowed down. He hadn't realised he had slowed down, but his nervousness had caused him to begin moving a bit more cautiously. This time he got about half way down the street before he heard a call. "Matthews, come over here." Caleb recognised the voice of Jerry and turned to see where he had called from. Jerry was standing a little way down a side street and signalled for Caleb to go to him. Caleb walked over to him and then noticed the other three standing against the building in a little alcove. "We're going to take you to our headquarters for a little fun but we can't let you know where that is so we're going to have to blindfold you." Jerry told him, but he was speaking in a rather kind voice. "No ways! I'm going to go back if that's what you want to do." Caleb said and then realised how futile his objection was as hands gripped his wrists and held him tight. "Don't forget, you still owe us and yesterday you said you'd do whatever we want." Jerry said. "Don't worry, we won't hurt you." "You mean like yesterday squeezing my balls didn't hurt? Or knocking me to my knees on the road didn't hurt?" Caleb retorted. "Yeah well those little tickles are nothing compared to what we can do." Simon said. "Look, I promise you we're not going to make you suffer a lot of pain." Jerry said as he slipped a cloth bag over Caleb's head. Caleb tried to shake his head around to prevent the bag getting over, but it was to no avail. Caleb also knew that it was pointless to shout out as there was no one else around to hear his calls for help. The bag had a drawstring which they pulled up under his chin and knotted so that he could not flick or pull the bag off as they walked with him. Also they would stop and spin him around every so often so that he lost his bearings and would not be able to figure out the route they took to get to their headquarters. They didn't have far to go, but probably walked at least double the distance as they spun Caleb around and then back tracked over the same bit of the street several times. After about five minutes of this aimless wandering they brought Caleb to one of the boarded up factories. There was a hole cut in the chain link fence that the five boys passed through and then eased one of the boards, which had been worked loose, aside. Jerry entered first and then Caleb had his hands pushed in front of him and he felt the cold, and pressure, as handcuffs were fitted to his wrists rendering him even more helpless. His arm was grabbed and he was pulled inside, closely followed by the rest of the boys. Caleb was guided to some stairs which they climbed to an upper level. Although it was dark inside the hood, Caleb could still sense that they had moved into an area that had more light than the downstairs had. The handcuff was released from one wrist but then Caleb heard a clink sound and a little tug on the handcuffed wrist told him that he was now connected to a pole of some sort. He could hear some shuffling and then the bag over his head was being tugged at. The bag was pulled off and Caleb saw that he was in the middle of a room that had a fair bit of pipework running above his head with some vertical pipes connecting to the overhead pipes at regular spaced intervals; there was a lot more light there because the upstairs windows were not boarded up. In front of him his four captors looked at him with smiles on their faces. Three were okay smiles but one was more of a sneer and Caleb felt a bit of fear as he saw that look on Simon's face. "This is a bit like truth or dare now. We're going to ask you questions and you're going to answer them truthfully. If we think you're lying your debt will increase." Jerry said. "What if I don't want to answer a question?" Caleb asked. "You don't have a choice in that matter. You will answer every question we ask you. Now, how old are you?" "Thirteen and a half." The half was very important to Caleb at this stage in his life. He was one of the youngest in his year group at school and some of the older ones thought this was reason enough to look down on him. "From what I felt yesterday, I'd say you're lying. I think you're older than that." Jerry said. "What is your year and month of birth?" "November 2004." Caleb answered quickly without having to think. "Got you then! This is now 2018 which means you're fourteen, not thirteen." Ronnie shot back. "No! I'll only be fourteen in November which means that I'm still thirteen now. Or can't you do maths?" Caleb shot back and Ronnie realised he had been too quick to try and catch Caleb out and had been caught out himself. This brought on a flush as his gang mates all laughed at him. "Be careful how you speak to us Matthews. That little bit of sarc has just cost you. Strip him." Jerry ordered. Mark and Ronnie stepped forward and began to pull his shirt up over his head. They pulled his free arm out and then dragged the shirt down his cuffed arm to bunch over his wrist and hand. Next they pulled his trainers off and then took his shorts and briefs off leaving him fully exposed to the others. Caleb tried to cover himself with his free hand but that was quickly pulled away and held by Ronnie. "Now that we've all seen what you've got there's no point in covering up so don't." Ronnie told him. "Besides, that's not bad for thirteen and a half." "Who's the girl in the wheelchair?" Jerry continued the questioning. "What girl in the wheelchair?" Caleb questioned, even though he had a good idea of who he was talking about. "The one you were pushing about yesterday after we let you go." Jerry said. "That's my sister. How'd you know I was pushing her about?" Caleb replied. "I followed you. Shit that was a good bit of a run. Do you run marathons?" Jerry said. "No. why'd you follow me?" Caleb asked. "I wanted to know where you lived so that if you didn't pitch today I could leave you a message. What's wrong with your sister?" "She got hurt in a car accident. What's it to you anyway?" Caleb asked. "We like to know about our toys." Simon said with a hint of malice in his voice. Caleb decided he definitely didn't like Simon and didn't trust him not to hurt him. He also did not like the idea of being considered a `toy'. "How often do you wank?" Mark got his first question in, changing the tone of the questioning. "That's my business." Caleb answered. Simon took two steps to close the gap between them and slapped Caleb on the cheek. "We told you, you don't have a choice. Answer the fucking question." "Si, I decide if there is to be any physical." Jerry reprimanded Simon, "Now Matthews, answer the question." "You said you weren't going to hurt me." Caleb said using his free hand to rub his cheek and wondering if the mark would still be showing when he got home and how he would explain it to his mother. "That's why I told Si off. Now tell us how many times you wank?" Jerry said. "Once or twice." Caleb answered. "Once or twice what? A day, a week, an hour, what?" Ronnie asked. "A day of course." Caleb answered sarcastically. "You ever jerked off with someone else?" Mark asked. "No." Caleb answered. "Have you tasted your cum?" Ronnie asked knowing from the development he could see between Caleb's legs that he was already shooting. "Who hasn't?" Caleb shot back and didn't get an answer from any of them leading Caleb to think that they probably had all tasted their own cum. While Caleb knew he was at the older boys' mercy, he wasn't going to be intimidated by them. Caleb was used to holding his own in conversation with older people. He had always had to do that with his sister and his mother as they were both older than him, and also because they didn't have many friends their own age, most of the time Caleb and Sheila were mixed with adults only. "Have you ever had any kind of sexual stuff with someone else?" Jerry asked. "Maybe, depends what you mean by sexual stuff." Caleb asked. Once again Simon moved up close and grabbed Caleb by his shoulder. He yanked Caleb forward hard enough that it stretched out his arm attached to the pipe and the handcuff dug into wrist. "Don't try to be clever Matthews. You know exactly what we mean by sexual stuff." "Ouch, that fucking hurt. That's the fourth time you guys have broken your promise. My agreement no longer stands. I'm not answering any more questions." Caleb said. Simon jerked on his shoulder again causing the wrist to be jammed into the cuff again, then he gave Caleb a hard, punching push sending him backward and causing him to lose his balance. He fell backwards but didn't hit the floor because his cuffed hand pulled him up short of hitting the floor. The pain was enough to bring some tears to his eyes but he didn't cry. As Simon pushed him he said, "You don't have the choice of opting out. We're the ones in control now and you'll do as you're told." "Simon!" Jerry shouted. "That's enough! Ronnie help Matthews to stand up again." With the pain and awkwardness of the way he had fallen Caleb was having difficulty getting back onto his feet. Ronnie stepped over and put his arms under Caleb's arms and lifted him till he was standing securely on his own feet. Jerry walked over to him and undid the handcuff. Then Jerry ordered Simon to go to him. "Say sorry to Matthews." He ordered. "Aint going to happen." Simon responded. "We agreed when we formed up that we would not hurt people to get what we wanted. Scare them, but not hurt them. You've done nothing but hurt this guy here so say sorry to him and to us for breaking the rules." Jerry demanded. "Fuck off. I'm doing what I think is needed." Simon said. Jerry grabbed Simon's arm and quickly slapped the handcuff onto it. "Then we'll have to do what we think is needed." "What the fuck? What's with this now?" Simon asked as he jerked his hand against the pipe the cuffs were attached to. "If you can't play by the rules, you'll get a taste of your own medicine and then you're out of it. Ronnie, Mark, strip him. Matthews come and stand by me. Jerry said and moved several paces back, out of the way. The oldest and the youngest boy present watched as the next oldest and next youngest divested the middle aged boy of his clothing. While Ronnie and Mark were stripping Simon, Caleb made a move to start putting his clothes back on, but Jerry stopped him and told him that they weren't finished with him yet. Jerry also took all of Caleb's clothes and held them in his fist. Starting with Simon's t shirt they pulled that up and over his head and forced his free arm from it; leaving it to swing on the arm that was cuffed to a pipe; just as they had done with Caleb. At first Simon didn't put up much of a fight because he didn't expect them to go further than pulling his shirt off. But when Mark bent down to undo his shoes he kicked out, striking Mark in the face and cutting his lip. Ronnie quickly pulled Simon's free arm and twisted it up behind his back making Simon cry out in pain. Mark wiped his lip and when he saw the blood on his fingers he used those same bloodied fingers in a fist to punch Simon in the stomach and knock the wind out of him. Then while Ronnie still held his arm in a painful grip, Mark finished stripping him. As Caleb looked at the naked teen he couldn't help but get a grin on his face. Simon was clearly a late bloomer and his package was less developed than Caleb's was; even though he was two years older than Caleb. Then he looked at Mark and asked, "Are you alright?" The tone in Caleb's voice expressed genuine concern and it was clear he was not just trying to curry favour. "Yes thanks, I'll live." He said and grinned at Caleb. "Mark, go and get some rope and some of that white string from our supply box please." Jerry asked. Turning to Caleb he said, "I'm sorry that twat hurt you. As you can see he can't do that again. He's also going to get punished now for breaking our club rules. We all agreed when we decided to try this that no one would get hurt. And if someone broke a rule they would be punished for it. You'll now see how we punish a rule breaker." All the attention now had been moved from their victim to one of their own. Caleb could have escaped but decided to wait and see what was going to be done. Of course still being naked was another factor in his staying somewhere private "I think we should start with some truth or dare questions first." Ronnie suggested. Without waiting to be asked to join in Caleb got in the first question, "With a cock and balls that small are you able to make cum yet?" "Fuck off!" snarled Simon. "No! answer it, it's a fair question. Do you cum yet?" Jerry asked. "Of course! What sort of fucking question is that?" Simon asked. "What question?" Mark asked as he arrived back with the rope and string. "What's your first name again Matthews?" Jerry asked. "Caleb." "Caleb wanted to know if Simon was able to shoot cum yet or not." Jerry told Mark which got Mark laughing. "Maybe we should find out later if he's answered truthfully." Ronnie suggested. "Maybe, but, for now, he's got his punishment. Caleb you stay back because I don't want you getting hurt. Si, we're going to tie you to those pipes overhead. You'd be wise not to give us reason to want to punish you more than you're already going to get." Jerry said. Quite clearly he was the leader who was to be obeyed. The three older boys undid the cuff from around the pipe and put it onto Simon's other wrist. They used one piece of rope, looped through the cuffs, between his wrists to tie him to an overhead pipe; pulling the rope tight enough that Simon was stretched without having his feet off the floor. Next they used some more ropes to pull his feet apart using some of the vertical pipes in the room to anchor those ropes. This did stretch Simon well and meant that his heels were only just touching the floor but the balls of his feet were taking his weight. Simon did struggle but he was no match for the other three working together. Jerry took the string which looked to be quite strong and tied it around Simon's balls so that he could tug on it and cause some discomfort and even pain if he pulled hard enough. To start with he tied the string to another pipe so that it was pulling slightly on Simon's balls, but any movement by Simon would cause it to pull harder. "We'll be back to carry on his punishment after he's had time to think about what he's done. You now come with us and we will carry on with you." Jerry put his hand on Caleb's shoulder and with the other two boys nearby, Caleb knew he had missed any chance to escape. He was taken to the top level of the factory where looking out of the window he could see the abandoned factory building across the road. The boys had not thought about it but that building still had a sign for the name of the company that had been using it attached to the wall. Caleb saw it and now knew he could find the gang's hideout again. This he kept to himself. "We're sorry Simon got carried away, but now you've seen we'll not allow anyone to break our rules. We're not going to tie you up and you can leave now if you want, but I would like us to just talk a bit more first." Jerry said. "You can ask questions too if you want." "Why did Jerry think you were older than you are?" Mark asked. "I don't know, you'll have to ask him that." Caleb answered. "Because he's got a good-sized package between his legs. More than Simon's got at any rate. In fact I think he might even have more than you've got." Jerry answered. "Maybe we should have a little comparison test." Ronnie suggested. "And I'm sure you're the one who'd want to do the measuring." Jerry said. "If they'll let me." Ronnie admitted and blushed slightly. "What you get off playing with guy's cocks?" Caleb asked. "Yeah. I also get off looking at naked girls. I just get off looking at sex organs I think." Ronnie admitted smiling. "So. as you asked me earlier, have you ever jerked off someone else." Caleb asked, and was surprised when all three of them said they had. "You mean with each other?" Caleb asked. "Yeah, that's kind of how our club started. Then we found this place and decided to mark our territory and see what we could catch. You're our first catch." Mark said. "And the ropes and things, that's so you can tie up who you catch and play with their cocks?" Caleb asked. "That's the idea. Or we just get some money off them to buy stuff we want." Ronnie said. "So what if you catch a girl then. She hasn't got a cock to play with." Caleb asked. "No. but we can still play with her bits and make her give us a blow job." Jerry answered. "Have you ever had a blow job Caleb?" Mark asked. "Yes." Caleb replied. "Did you like it?" Jerry asked. "Can a duck swim?" Caleb asked. "Was it from a girl or a guy?" Mark asked. "A girl. What about you guys? Have you ever had or given a bj" Caleb asked. "I haven't done either." Mark said, "But I want to try. Do you want to try?" Jerry and Ronnie were both shaking their heads and smiling as they waited for Caleb to answer. Caleb might have been two or more years younger than his captors, but he was a bright kid who did well in all his subjects except for maths. His maths teacher was a little jealous of his other teachers getting such good results from Caleb when he wasn't which is why he had insisted on having Caleb stay back the day before. Also being an early starter Caleb had gained some extra worldly knowledge which put him on a par with these three older ones. His answer got them all smiling, "Do I want to try what? Letting you learn how to give a blow job? Come on then, let's see if you can do it better than a girl." "No," a blushing, but smiling, Mark responded, "do you want to try giving a blow-job?" "And I suppose you're offering you're cock for that trial?" Caleb suggested. "I'm definitely willing to offer mine and to try giving one." Ronnie got in quickly. "Well there's a guy downstairs who might be able to do it as part of his punishment." Caleb suggested. "Shit you catch on quickly. Maybe we'll offer you a place in our club." Jerry said. "I don't think so. Thanks all the same. Most of my spare time is taken up with looking after my sister." Caleb said. "She is a very pretty girl. Is she nice to you?" Jerry asked. "She's very nice and don't get any ideas about doing something to her. You'll wish you had got ten times worse than whatever you do to that shit downstairs if you try anything." Caleb warned. "I promise you, if we look to doing anything with you or your sister from now on, it will be something you've agreed to and something good." Jerry said. "You mean we aren't going to get to play with his cock today?" Ronnie asked; a definite tone of disappointment in his voice.