December 21st 2012

Characters

Shane aged 9

Nathan aged 12

Charles aged 43 Retired wealthy army officer

Boys

Alan aged 13

Bret aged 14

Damian aged 15

Graham aged 17

Todd aged 19

Nathan sat huddled on a wooden bench in the corner of the large holding cell. He sat slumped forward head in hands waiting his turn. The room was now half empty, most had been taken by the wardens to the execution room to be injected with the toxins and sedatives which would be the concluding event of a brutal legal procedure conducted in these evil times.

The 21st of December 2012 did not happen as predicted by the few crackpots who believed the Mayans calender prophesy that some massive natural calamity would end the world. Instead society just collapsed, the natural rule of justice and law and order just ended overnight.

The deterioration had started a few years earlier in Greece and other economically unstable countries with riots and protests which governments of the time just managed to control. After the 21st the collapse was unstoppable, society ceased to exist law and order became impossible countries as nation states became meaningless.

Only in a few areas of the more developed world did some sort of order persist where groups of determined people and a few strong individuals managed to preserve a few enclaves of order and control. These mini states or even in some cases nomadic tribes keep order by brutal means which resulted in some degree of social order.

Nathan was a victim of this new time, his crime was to steal some food in order to feed himself. The result of being caught for such things in some places meant instant death handed out by the local "police". Nathans situation was a little more fair, he at least had a trial. The justice may not have been as brutal as in some places but the result would be just the same, death.

The other people in the prison room where waiting the same fate. There was 5 people left, 3 adults, another kid of about 9 years and Nathan. The adults either sat on the wooden benches staring at the ground or paced up and down in an effort to speed up the inevitable. Nathan did not feel afraid as he was probably still in a state of shock, he did not in fact feel anything , or so he thought.

Nathan looked at the other small boy who appeared wretched and helpless. The boys slim frame was racked with tremors as he sobbed continuously his thin face contorted with fear over his fate. Something warmed inside Nathan, a small glimmer of humanity, he was not sure what motivated him to stand and walk over to the boy sit beside him and put his arms around his shoulders. The boy did not even notice this small gesture he just continued on his rhythmic dance of self pity and fear.

The door of the cell opened and two large guard came in. The faces of these men were looked hardened, probably by the tasks they had to perform on a daily basis.

Nathan looked up and his stomach tightened as the guards came toward him. One of the guards stood directly in front of Nathan and the boy and looked down at them, there was no verbal instructions given just a small gesture of the hand to stand. Nathan stood letting go of the boy who for the first time made some acknowledgment of his presence with pleading expression which said "please don’t stop, please don’t go, please don’t leave me alone".

The guard actually then said something " I want both of you" the voice did not contain any malice or intent to provoke, it was a inert drone of an instruction.

The small boy looked straight into Nathans eyes looking for some guidance and with the hope of some gesture that would ease his pain. Nathan bent and gently took the boy by the arm and pulled him to his feet. Where Nathan found the courage he did not know but he managed a small smile of encouragement for the boy. The gesture was not enough and the moment terror was christened by a flood of urine which discolored the front of the small boys orange boiler suit, the uniform of the walking dead which they all wore. The wetting was too much for the boy who then showed even more signs of total collapse. Nathan grabbed the boy held him tight and then guided him walking behind the guard out of the cell.

The cell lead onto a corridor, a tiled sterile corridor which served to echo the footsteps of the enforcers and the condemned. The small boy could not walk, he shuffled like a puppet leaning into Nathan probably hoping that the gesture afforded by this kind stranger would serve to ease his pain. The two boys continued down the corridor flanked by the massive men towards what seemed to be the inevitable end.

The procession was brought to a halt by the leading guard who stopped and knocked on a large featureless door. After a short pause a voice said "enter". Nathan and the small boy where pushed into a large comfortable office not a execution chamber which they expected.

The center of the room was dominated by a large wooden antique desk which acted as a barrier for them and pedestal for a fat bald headed but grand looking man who introduced himself. "My name is Governor Hopwood the head of this prison and execution centre". The words were addressed at Nathan and the boy, Nathan managed a nod of the head but the small boy kept his stance by leaning into Nathan and staring at the ground. "This is Colonel Statham" Hopwood further stated pointing at a man seated beside the desk facing the two boys. "You will be pleased to know that one of you will be saved the peril that awaits you here and be taken into the charge of the good Colonel" pointing again at the man seated beside him with a somewhat dramatic gesture.

The words then came thick and fast from Hopwood; Nathan managed to piece together some understanding of what was been said by the Governor but the small boy remained impervious to anything around him. What was explained to Nathan and the boy was fairly straight forward. Colonel Statham was in the position to take charge of persons condemned or otherwise in this prison. Due the good Colonels position in this society, he had the power to commute a sentence in return the prisoner had his or her status or position in society revoked.

Even though Nathan had some understanding of what had been said it was not until the Warden put it all into a more succinct form did he fully understand. "This is what it means" explained the Governor leaning forward and speaking slowly ,"one of you will be chosen by Colonel Statham that boy will be allowed to leave this establishment and become the posession of the Colonel". The next few words from the Governor made the position even clearer "Once this has been agreed by yourselves and have signed a contract, you will relinquish your position as an individual in this society and become a possession of Colonel Statham to do with as he sees fit".

The warder waited for a sign of recognition of understanding from the boys. Nathan nodded again but nothing was forthcoming from the small boy other than another stream urine which dripped from his trouser legs.

Silence filled the room. The warden turned and looked at the seated Colonel; the proceedings was now duly handed over.

Nathan followed the wardens gaze and for the first time he managed to have a good look at the seated figure. The Colonel had an air of sublime calm and the man was looking the boys up and down intently as though looking for something which Nathan could not quite put his finger on.

The silence lasted so long the Governor showed signs of obvious frustration but it was also obvious that the Colonel could not be rushed.

Nathan jumped as the Colonel began to talk "what are their ages again?" "nine and twelve" answered the Governor. The silence resumed.

Nathan did not feel threatened by the voice it seemed a kind voice but when the Colonel spoke to him directly Nathans voice became weak as his throat closed up with tension. "What is your name boy?" the colonel asked Nathan. Nathan responded accordingly. "Ah so your voice has not yet changed then?" Nathan did not know how to respond to this so he said nothing . The second question was a little more complicated "Is this other boy a relative or close friend? You seem to be very attached" said the colonel pointing at the small boy . Nathan composed himself pulling on the last of his strength to give some meaningful answer "we are not related sir I just met him in the condemned cell about an hour ago and I am just trying to comfort him".

The Colonels head twisted slightly and his lips pursed in a thoughtful way, he then said "that’s pretty commendable that you give such comfort to a stranger when you yourself are facing an immediate end, you have a soul young man, in fact I salute you" .

Nathan said nothing as the Colonel turned to the small boy standing beside him. "what about you, what is your name?" The boy did not, or could not answer the Colonel. The Colonel waited patiently for a while to see if the boy would answer. Nothing issued from the boy which resulted in an shrug from the Colonel.

Nathan did not find the man provocative, in fact he felt that his demeanor and voice quite pleasing, the man was actually rather a good looking and impressive figure. This feeling continued for a little while longer but was shattered by the next words from the colonel. "Governor can I have them stripped please" . "Yes of course sir" was the reply.

The Governor waved a hand at the guards. The guard grabbed Nathan by the arm turned him around and started to remove the orange boiler suit. The suit was taken from Nathans body without ceremony as the guard turned his attention to the small boy. Nathan remained with his back to the Governor and the Colonel.

The guard looked in disgust at the urine soaked suit covering the small boy. The small boy pulled away as the guard tried to remove his covering. A flash of anger came across the leaden face of the guard, Nathan did not hesitate, "let me do it please". Nathan looked at the small boy and said its "OK just relax". Nathan undid the buttons pulled off the suit and started to reveal the small slim frame of the boy.

Nathan for the first time looked at the boy, he looked over his smooth legs and small penis which resting on a a slightly defined sack for his little balls. A strange feeling overtook Nathan, a feeling that he did not quite understand all he knew that the sight of the young boys body pleased him in some way. Nathan looked passed the small boy and at the Colonel for the next order.

The Colonel had a slight knowing smile on his face as he looked into Nathans eyes. The next words from the Colonel were a little gentler “OK turn around and come closer, lets have a look at you both”. Both boys now moved and stood right in front of the Colonel hands by their side naked and vulnerable.

The Colonel spent some time looking the boys up and down, he did not touch but he took in every detail of the boys bodies especially the more private parts between the legs.

The Governor was getting a little impatient, he was a busy man and had many other duties to attend too.

The Governor finally spoke up “fine young boys Colonel, firm nice bodies and pretty faces as well, difficult choice”. The Colonel responded “just a little while longer Mr Hopwood. The Colonel leaned forward out of his chair and placed his hand between Nathans legs and cupped the boys small testicles. Nathan pulled back a little, the guard clipped him on the back of the head saying “stand still lad”. The Colonel continued the examination noticing that the onset of puberty had started with the slight lowering of the testicles on the 12 year old boy, but adolescence was at least 1 year off. The examination of the smaller boy was quicker as it was obvious that puberty was at least 3 or 4 years away which satisfied the Colonel.

The Governor spoke again “I think you could have at least a year before the roughness sets in with the older boy”, referring again to puberty, “and its not too late for the hormones to be suppressed with the right injections, that would give you a while longer”. It was now obvious that the Colonel was now under pressure to make his mind up.

The decision for the colonel was easy, a man who had spent many years leading men had a gift for swift reasoning. The Colonel stood up and took his coat and turned to the Governor “the younger one is perfect but there is a bond between the two boys which I like, I also like the spirit of the older boy so the choice is easy I shall take them both”.

The Governor then beamed “good choice Colonel, dam good choice “. The Colonel then proceeded to leave, “can you have them delivered please and send over the necessary paperwork, I don’t want them in my car at the moment they stink and need a good bath”. The Governor stood and shook the Colonel by the hand no “problem sir” he said “the sergeant finishes his duties at 3 and can drop them off on his way home” the Governor looked at the sergeant for some nod of agreement.

The Colonel went to leave but as he passed Nathan he looked down into the boys eyes and gave a slight smile and winked. Nathan at this point was in turmoil, not 30 minutes ago he was condemned to death, since then he had been handled and treated like a farm animal, but at least now he was to live.

Nathan must have wondered what was going to happen next? what was life to bring? Who was this Colonel and what did he want with him and the other boy? The door clicked shut as the Colonel left the room.

Nathans thoughts were interrupted by the Governor, “By god you two are lucky, you must be the god dam luckiest boys in the world” his face red with the effort of trying to express himself fully. The Governor continued “I hope you fully understand what all this means, you are now both the property of the gallant Colonel to do with as he pleases, and what a good kind man he is, he has had a few boys out of this place and gave them a future and a life but, never 2 at the same time” the effort seem to be too much for the Governor as he shook his head in order to clear his thoughts and mopped his damp brow with a crisp white handkerchief.

The Governor opened the top drawer of his desk and pulled out a folder containing the necessary contracts. Two documents were placed to the front of the desk and the boys were pushed to stand directly in front of the Governor. The Governor put on his spectacles and talked directly at the boys, “You do have a choice, you can go back to the cell or sign these two documents”.

There was a pause where the boys were left to ponder consequences of signing or not signing the document. The Governor placed a pen on top of the first document and peered at Nathan over the top of the spectacles. The boy did not hesitate and picked up the pen and signed at the places indicated by the Governor. The Governor looked at the smaller boy who just stood there open mouthed, a reflection of his flaccid state of mind”. Nathan took the boy by the hand and helped him to place a scribble at the correct places on the second document.

The Governor stood up and handed the sergeant the folder and barked an order “that’s it, you know what to do, leave work early if you wish I am sure the Colonel is looking forward to receiving his new charges”. An ironic smile was on the Governors lips, he did not fully approve of the Colonel and his way of life but he did admire him as a soldier. The Sergeant saluted took the folder and spoke to the boys “pick up yer clothes and follow me”.

The two boys were taken to an ablution room were the sergeant said they could have a quick but cold shower. The boys were still naked as they entered the shower block still carrying their orange boiler suits.

The Sergeant told them to wait in the changing room for a time while he got them some other clothes. The Sergeant returned with a bundle of clothes and carrying a long stick. He then sat down on one of the benches and looked at the boys for a while staring into the eyes of each boy in turn. Both boys stood and waited for the next order from the Sergeant. The Sergeant said in an ironic manner “come over here you two I need to have a word”.

The next few minutes was taken up by the Sergeant who explained that he had served under the Colonel for many years. A sense of passion came over the Sergeants face as he expressed his loyalty to the Colonel stating that he was the best dam officer he had ever served with. The final sentences uttered by the Sergeant had a strong element of threat with it, “I don't want you two to cause the Colonel any problems, he is a good man, I have only been called over to the Colonels home six or seven times to instill discipline and I don’t like it”.

The Sergeant picked up the stick and held it in front of the two boys. The stick turned out to be a thick cane. “This is Tickler, he tickles the backside of any boy who does not behave and give the good Colonel the obedience and maybe love he deserves” said the Sergeant holding the cane in front of the faces of the two boys. The Sergeant then stood up and picked up a chair which he placed in the centre of the room, “come here you” he said pointing at the older boy.

The Sergeant flexed the cane a couple of times before saying to them both, “I am going to just give you one stripe on yer backsides in order to demonstrate a tiny bit of what would happen if they crossed the Colonel and I am called over to the house to administer the Tickler”.

Nathan was bent over the back of the chair and was told to hold onto the arms with his head down exposing his bare backside to the administrations of the Sergeant. The wait seemed to go on for ages until the cane was brought down across the naked buttocks of the boy. Nathan jumped forward the blow having numbed the skin of his backside at first. Nathan went to stand in order the grab the cheeks of his arse to ease the pain.

The Sergeant was not impressed “stay were you are kid and don’t move or I will give you another”. After a few seconds the pain came, making Nathan give a grunt and grit his teeth. The pause was deliberate on the part of the Sergeant plan knowing that the pain did not hit until five or six seconds after the blow was given.

After a while he said “OK stand up put yer hands on yer head and don’t rub yer backside”. Nathan stood up put his hand on his head as told and did a little dance in an effort to ease the pain while the sergeant grabbed the younger boy to administer the same treatment.

The younger boy having soon received the same treatment joined Nathan standing in the cold changing room, hands on head doing a bizarre jiggle to ease the pain. The Sergeant stood in front of them hands on hips and said “lets hope that’s the last and only time I have to do that”.

The showers were turned on and the boys were told to rinse themselves off too get rid of the worse of the stink. The boys then dressed in old worn but clean shorts and tee shirts for their journey to their new home.

The journey in the prison van did not take long but, the lack of windows meant that they had no idea where they were being taken or where they were. The journey was spent rubbing their sore back sides and cuddling up too each other giving them time to reflect on the past few hours and what may happen in the future.

The van came to a halt and the Sergeant opened the back doors letting sunlight flood into the rank interior of the van. The two boys climbed out of the van and had their first look at their new home; they were not displeased.

The boys saw a large country thatched farmhouse with garden full of trees and a large pond full of fat but content looking ducks. There was an outbreak of laughter and noise as two boys dressed in school uniform charged around the side of the house pulling and pushing each other in the rough and tumble play that young boys do.

One of the boys shouted “They are here”, both boys ran over to Nathan and the younger boy, they both came to a halt breathless but smiling.

The group of boys eyed each other up for a while before introductions were made. “I am Brett” said a green eyed brown haired youth of about 14 “and this is Alan “ who was a slightly younger boy with blond hair and blue eyes “. I am chief honcho around here cos my voice has broken”. This resulted in more rough and tumble as Alan responded with “just because you have a few stringy pubes does not mean you are in charge anyway I am not far behind you” which was obviously true as his voice constantly changed from a shrill falsetto to a undignified croak.

Alan and Brett then turned towards the waiting and smiling Sergeant “Sarge hows yer dangly bits” Alan said, while dodging an intended clip across the ear from the Sargent. The verbal response was swift from the Sergeant “Better then your back side after Tickler had done his bit during my last visit”. Brett then fell about laughing punching Alan in the arm for the 20^th time that day.

The old oak door of the farmhouse creaked open and out stepped the Colonel dressed in his normal brown cord trousers and baggy jumper.

The Colonel has at his happiest when at home with his farm and herd of unruly boys. The Colonel approached the Sergeant both men had look of mutual respect in each others eyes. The sergeant came to attention and saluted, the Colonel held out his hand in a warm greeting.

The Colonel turned to Alan and Brett and asked “Have you introduced yourselves to our new family members?” . The boys responded “well we have”, all faces turned to Nathan, “my name is Nathan” said the older boy

It was then the small boys turn and at this point Nathan realized he did not know his name so he listened in interest. The young boy lowered his head in embarrassment and said “I am Shane and I am 9” , “whey hey a real baby” exclaimed Alan smiling.

The Colonel turned to the Sergeant “Come in for a drink and give me some gossip”, the Sergeant responded “sorry sir I have to get home for the kids birthday”, “no problems why don’t the family come over for tea on Saturday is been ages since I saw them last”.

The Sergeant again thanked the Colonel and handed over paperwork the Governor had given him adding “I have given them a little introduction to Tickler sir, they don’t seem a bad pair though”. The Colonel beamed “thank you Sergeant efficient as ever, I shall examine you work shortly” This brought on peals of laughter from everybody except Nathan and Shane who instinctively rubbed their backside in memory of their first meeting with Tickler.

The Colonel took charge “right Alan get Nathan and Shane to their room , Brett go to the store we need some comfortable pajamas and a good supply of nappies and plastic pants, you know what to get”. The Sergeant then saluted again “right sir I will be off then” and at the same time managing to complete the clip around the ear on Alan which the boy had dodged earlier.

Nathan and Shane were lead into the farmhouse, the house felt like a home, it looked like a home, it smelt like a home, a home full of happy people. The newcomers started to relax a bit as Alan lead them through the house pointing out the important part like where the large flat screen TV was and where the computer games could be found and more importantly where the kitchen was.

Home within the home for Nathan and Shane was a large comfortable bedroom with wonderful views over the fields behind the farmhouse. The room had a large double bed, chest of draws and wardrobe but most impressive of all its own television. Alan pointed to the adjoining bathroom with large bath and toilet which left Nathan and Shane astounded by the luxury. Alan went over to the bath and turned it on saying “sorry I think you will need this you do stink a bit”.

The Colonel shortly came into the bedroom and thanked Alan for running the bath, “go and get some drinks for these two they must be thirsty”.

Nathan turned and looked out of the window of the bedroom and suddenly realized how tired he felt. As usual Shane followed him and kept a tight grip on his hand and leaned against for reassurance. Nathan pondered their change of luck with some pleasure but there was a a few questions about the future like who the nappies and plastic pants were for and what did the Colonel want from them.

Alan came back into the bedroom with the drinks just as the Colonel announced the bath was ready. Both the newcomers took the drinks and greedily downed them having not had anything to drink for two days while in the prison. The Colonel commented “slow down boys you will make yourself sick, I know you must be in a bad way but we soon have you sorted out, now its bath time”.

Nathan and Shane started to move towards the bathroom just as Brett burst in through the door with his arms full of clothes and nappies. “Just dump them on the bed for the time being” said the Colonel while I scrub these two from head to toe.

Nathan and Shane had a full audience now with the Colonel, Alan and Brett so it was with some reluctance that they removed the shorts and tee shirt provided in the prison. The room fell silent and the two now naked boys were being looked over by their uninvited audience, “that is cute” said Alan, “not bad Colonel ” said Brett.

Nathan followed the stares of his admirers to his own body. He did not consider himself cute true he had nice eyes and long legs but he considered himself skinny and gangly.

Brett nudged Alan and said “whats the full opinion then?” looking at Nathan, Alan thought for a while and said “nice long legs, cute bubble but, lovely abs, the winner has got to be the button nose and cute thin lips”.

This statement made Nathan turn bright red and to move his hands to cover his private parts. It was Brett’s turn to comment on Shane, he pondered for a while, “cute as a button, nice bubble butt, those blue eyes are to die for”.

The Colonel was smiling “hands off you perverts let these two settle in first”.

Nathan had been considering Brett’s description of Shane while looking at the sweet young boy, the same feelings arose again in Nathan that occurred in the office while taking Shane’s clothes off, Nathans cock started to rise slightly. The Colonel looked between Nathans legs and smiled saying “somebody is in love I think”.

There followed a full hour of scrubbing cleaning, the bath was refilled twice to replace the black water which resulting from the washing of two filthy boys. Every inch of the boys were cleaned by the Colonel under the watchful eyes of Alan and Brett. The Colonel even peeled back the delicate skin on Nathans penis to clean the little purple head, this resulted in an instant erection at the speed only a 12 year old boy could produce. Nathan nearly died willing his erection to wilt, only his audience gave appreciative looks and smiles, especially the youngest boy who appeared to be playing with his own erect little pecker at the same time.

The Colonel was finally satisfied that the boys were clean “OK you two out of the bath, Alan go and get some food there is a nice stew and sticky toffee pudding in the kitchen, Brett go down stairs and wait for Dr Peter who should be arriving soon”.

Nathan stepped out of the bath, the Colonel lifted out the 9 year old and wrapped him in a thick white towel.

Nathan slowly wiped off the excess water from his own body. Nathan felt instantly so tired, some of the stress of the last few weeks was beginning to leave him, could he hope that he could have at last some peace and happiness.

The Colonel picked up Shane and tossed him onto the bed which resulted in a little giggle. Nathans heart lifted as it was the first time he had seen Shane smile never mind laugh. The Colonel took the towel off Nathan and gently dried his hair, he placed his hand under the boys chin and said “don’t worry you are safe now, do you believe me?”. Nathan looked up into the eyes of the retired soldier and nodded, tears welled up in the boys eyes, all the emotion of the last few weeks started to emerge.

A wiry little man appeared at the door of the bedroom and addressed the Colonel, “Charles you old pervert how the hell are you?”. The response from the Colonel was just as rude “Peter you old quack have they not struck you off yet for groping little boys?”. Both men laughed and grasped hands after which they both turned to look at the two naked boys who were now sitting on the edge of the bed.

The Doctor peered above the rim of his glasses seeming to drink in the sight of the two boys before him. A slight pause and a nod was followed by a comment which came from the depth of the Doctors inner soul.

A comment which has been prevalent but hidden in man from ancient times , the love of some men for the beauty of the male youth, the forbidden fruit, “my god they are gorgeous they are heaven” said the Doctor.

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