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Any questions, comments or criticisms are welcome. Please send them to edgarfriendly21@protonmail.com. Thank you. Edgar Friendly. The belated education of Charlie Hibbs Chapter 13-I do love exposition The great thing about being a patient in hospital is noone questions you sleeping all day. Anthony Carver did this and laid awake all night waiting. Finally, three days after he activated his emergency beacon he heard footsteps approaching the door to his room at 2am. He lay there pretending to be asleep and mentally prepared himself. He knew one wrong move here would mean his death. He heard the door open, the faint beeping of the tracker and the footsteps approaching his bedside. He knew what was coming and was ready for the feel of the business end of a glock 19 pressed against his head with the inevitable question being asked, "Who are you?" He remained perfectly still as he opened his eyes to look at the masked man now threatening his life, "Anthony Carver." "Bullshit. Carver's dead." Came the Americans response. Anthony recognised the voice, "... Baxter?" The sound of the safety being released, "How do you know that name?! Answer me!" "Because I AM Anthony Carver." He explained "Carver never had a beard!" "Well when you're in a coma for six months shaving isn't exactly high on your list of priorities. We don't have time for this-" "Carver IS dead." Baxter cut him off pressing the gun harder into Anthonies temple. Anthony looked at Baxters covered face, "Steelrod boys are forged in fire and our bond is stronger than iron. u s motherfucking a... " Baxter stood there silently, unsure, "Asshole." Baxter lowered his gun, "Holy shit... how... what the fuck?" That was all he could say. "I said." Anthony sat up, "We don't have time for this. They are gonna hit Berlin. We need to warn them to shut down the comm servers or we're all exposed." There was a long silence before Baxter responded, "... ... ... They hit Berlin a couple weeks ago." This was the worst case scenario and Anthony knew it, "Fuck! ... okay... what moves have we made? Are we on the backups? How is haddokokkus network." "Still secure, all the hubs have been using that since Berlin fell." Baxter holstered his pistol, "It's good to see you again. You know ever since that day I've always had a thing for foreskin-" "Save it." Anthony said as he stood up, "You have extraction?" "Yeah." Baxter took out his phone, "I'll let'em know I have a plus one. Let's get you state side. We can get a message to Rockstaff and-" "No." Anthony interrupted, "No, not yet. If they are monitoring our comms then they will know. Best just keep it close to our chest for now." "They haven't infiltrated haddokokkus network yet-" "We can't be sure of that." Anthony had dressed and was ready to go, "Look man, I want nothing more than for my family to know I'm safe but if me telling them that could put them in harms way I'm not doing it and if you try I'll break your fucking neck." Baxter looked at Anthony for a few seconds, "... You really are him... okay... we'll keep it between us. But for now, let's get the fuck out of Brazil." "Smartest thing I ever heard you say." They quietly slipped out of the hospital unnoticed and were soon flying towards Steelrod academy, one man heavy. About three thousand miles away it was morning and Captain Zain Khan was giving Headmaster Rose an update on their progress in preparing Rockstaffs defenses when the meeting was interrupted by noises coming from the corridor outside the headmasters office, "Excuse me sir? Could you identify... Sir? Sir! Stop right there! No! You Can't GO IN THER-urgh!" The door to the office burst open as the soldier ordered to guard it was thrown to the floor, his throat in the tight grip of the man that had just put him there. A brief moment of relative silnce followed the door crashing open. The headmaster spoke first, "Reggie. This is a pleasent surprise. As always it is lovely to see you but, if I may, you might have knocked." Bastard Borks allowed his eyes to leave those of the man he was currently choking on the floor to look up with the scowl that was his resting face. Holding Benjis gaze he used his free hand to knock slowly on the wood of the door by his side twice. "Please, come in." Benji invited him to release the poor squaddy who was beginning to turn a little blue, "Cup of tea?" Bastard Borks took one last look at the delicious fear and panic in the eyes of his victim before releasing his grip on the windpipe, standing up and walking over to the desk, "Milk and two. And fucking stir it right!" The coughing soldier managed to stagger to his feet and began to splutter, "Huhhh... Huhhhh You.. Huhhh You Fucking cun-" "Tavers!" Captain Kahn shouted at his man, "Shut your mouth! Now!" Tavers was still couhing a bit and appealed to his superior officer, "But Sir! You saw what he did! He nearly fucking kil-" "That is Reginald Borks!" Captain Kahn asserted as Tavers face turned to the colour of ash, "Maybe you should let it go and count your lucky stars." Tavers hesitated on the spot, not sure what to do. In the end he managed to squeak out some words, "S... Sir... Permission to... " "Dismis-" Captain Khan began but Tavers had already run for his life. The headmaster passed Bastard Borks his tea which he drank in two gulps, "Ahhh... You were always shit at making tea. She's gone." The headmaster had no idea who he was talking about, "Who's gone?" "That bitch you gave me. The one who called the police. Is your memory that fucking useless now?!" "Oh! You mean Jenny Brown." Benjamin Rose actually had an excellent memory... for the important things and she certainly wasn't important, "Ah well. It was to be expected. I'm surprised she lasted this long. I did say you could go all out. Very well we can dispose of her body quite easily. I'll call and make the arr-" "Are you fucking deaf these days as well?!" Bastard Borks interrupted, "I didn't say she was DEAD! I said she's GONE!" There was a long silence before a confused Benjamin Rose aked for clarification, "... ... ... What do you mean?" "GONE you fucking idiot!" Bastard Borks hated having to explain himself to morons, "As in the opposite of here! There is a big bitch shaped space where she used to be! Are you following me?" He looked at captain Kahn, "And you? Are you following me?... Good. So, we all understand each other then. She is no longer where she was! If you need me to dumb it down any more for you then I'm gonna need some fucking paper and crayons to draw you some pictures!" "How?! How the hell-" The headmaster began but stopped when Bastard Borks dropped two spent casings on the desk. Captain Khan and the headmaster picked up one each , "What is this?" "I found those on the floor in my cottage."Borks explained, "The shackles had been shot out the wall. They took her and the chains. I don't know who uses that kinda ammo though." "I do." Captain Khans face face became a mixture of fury and dread as the two men turned to look at him, "It's them. They used this ammo when they hit Berlin." In an exceedingly large house for just a family of three in the village of Brensom some fifty odd miles from Rockstaff boarding school another crisis was occurring. Charlie was looking at Seb a little shocked. This was the first time this had ever happened, "What... What do you mean?" Seb looked into Charlies big puppy eyes and smiled, "I'm sorry but no. Not today." He stroked Charlies hair. "But why?" Charlie didn't understand, "Did I do something wrong?" Seb laughed, "Hahaha oh Charlie... You always think it's you don't you? No. It's the gathering tomorrow." "Yeah, that's tomorrow but... why does that mean we can't have fun now?" Charlie didn't see the connection. Seb once again found Charlie to be the cutest person he had ever met, "Look, I don't know how many times I'm gonna cum tomorrow but I want it to be alot! So... you know, I wanna save it up a bit. Besides, this is my first gathering since I've started Rockstaff!" Seb looked at Charlies still confused expression and explained, "Well, I've been to two gtherings before but since I hadn't started school yet I had to ask my parents permission to do stuff and people had to ask them for permission if they wanted to do stuff with me but not this year! Now it's all up to me baby! Woo! I can't wait!" Charlie smiled. He didn't fully understand exactly what Seb was saying but he loved seeing him this excited. He still didn't know what to expect from his first gathering but from hearing Seb and Theo talk about previous ones he knew he was going to have alot of fun. They spent most of the day helping set up for the gathering. Charlie was shown to a part of the house he had previously not seen, it had been left out of the tour Seb had given him when he first arrived three days ago. As they descended the stairs and opened the door to the basement Charlies breath was taken away. What he walked into was indeed a undergrouand room but to call it a basement wouldn't do it justice. It was a very large room that was fully furnished with expensive furniture and carpets. There were cupbords lining the walls where there weren't doors leading off into private bedrooms. In the main hall of the basement were a number of couches, stools, bean baggs and six double beds. Theo and Seb explained it was their job to put fresh bed linen on all the beds and check the cupboards had sufficeint supplies of lubricating gel and toys. Charlie had worked his way down one side of the room, going into each door and making the bed inside when he reached the last room and walked in. This room was different. Charlie found himself in a room lit by a red light. There were shackles on one wall and a number of whips and canes on the other. He also saw a chair which had no seat and leather straps attached to it's arms and legs. There was also a large, padlocked cabinet standing at the back of the room and a hanging harness attached to a wooden beam over head. There was no bed to make, "Errr.... Guys?" Charlie called Theo and Seb over to him. "What's up Char- Oooohhhhh... yeah. Don't worry about that room." Theo closed the door, "You won't be going in there. You're too young." "Well he could!" Seb spoke up, "And so could I! We've started Rockstaff!" Theo looked at his litte brother, "I get that little bro but come on. I mean, you've never been into anything like tha-" "Only cos mum and dad wouldn't lemme try it" Seb cut Theo off, "Maybe I will tomorrow!" Theo regarded his brother for a long while and took a deep reath before responding, "Okay... Okay, I know you can if you want to. I just... " Theo walked over to Seb and hugged him, "I just want you to stay my lil bro just a little while longer okay? Just because you can try anything you want now doesn't mean you should. There'll be plenty of time for all that later-" To Charlies surprise Seb pushed his brother away and looked at him angrily, "Stop doing that!" Theo was surprised too, "I... sorry bro. Doing what exac-" "Trying to sound like him!" Seb was visibly angry. Theo still confused, "Like who?" "Like DAD!" With tears forming in his eyes Seb turned away and ran out of the room and back up the stairs almost knocking the tray of cold drinks Mary had prepared for them out of her hands. Mary put the tray down on one of the many coffee tables and looked at Theo and Charlie, "I'll go and talk to him." With that she picked up one of the three cokes with ice and lemon and went back upstairs. Theo began walking over to the drinks and Charlie followed. They each picked up a glass and drank a few gulps, it had been thirsty work preparing the basement. Theo was the first to break the silence between them that had followed Sebs outburst, "I wasn't you know?" "Huh?" Charlie asked. "I wasn't trying to sound like our dad." For the first time since he had met him, Theo seemed vulnerable to Charlie, "Yeah, it was advice that he once gave me but... it was good advice. I'm sure if he was here he would've said the same thing but... I really wasn't trying to sound like him! I would never even think to try to replace him! I... I mean I... " Theos lip began to tremble as he looked at Charlie, tears filling his eyes, "I miss him too." "Oh Theo... " Charlie wrapped his arms around Theo as the boy sobbed softly, "I know you do man. You all do. He sounds like he was an amazing man." Theo sniffed loudly as his tears subsided, "He was. He really was." Theo gave Charlie one last squeeze then broke the hug before sniffing again and wiping his face wih a tissue from one of the dozens of boxes in the room, "That's probably why this gathering is so hard on Seb." "Hard on him?" Charlie thought Theo had it wrong, "Ah no man. He's really excited. He told me earlier. Since this is the first gathering he's been to since star-" "Since starting Rockstaff he can do what he wants." Theo finished Charlies sentence, "Yeah, I know but... its not that. There's no way you could have known this but it's tradition for a father to chaperone his son at his first gathering after starting school. Obviously what the boy does is his decision but the dad is there to give advice you know? Just to make sure he's... okay." "Oh... And obviously your dad isn't here to do that." Charlie was beginning to understand. "Right." Theo blew his nose on the tissue he had used t wipe his face and threw it into one of the waste paper baskets, "Our older brother Nate was gonna chaperone him but for some reason his training at Steelrod got moved up so he's in the USA right now." Charlie had completely forgotten about the eldest Carver brother he still had yet to meet, "Oh yeah! I still haven't met him. I saw that picture though, the one with all of you and your parents. He looks alot like your dad." "Yeah, he does." Theo smiled thinking of his older brother, "He is just like him in so many ways as well. He's strong and whenever dad was away, if I had a problem or anything I could go to him. I bet if he were here he would know what to-" DING DONG The two boys looked at each other and Charlie asked, "People for the gathering?" "If it is they're a day early." Theo answered and the two boys ascended the stairs to arrive in the hallway just as Mary opened the front door. "Frank! Billy! It's so nice to see you again. And you must be Isabelle. So lovely to meet you. Please, come in. come in." Mary ushered Frank, Billy and Isabelle into the house with their luggage and closed the door behind them. "Charlie!" Billy shouted and ran straight to his older brother giving him a big hug. Charlie laughed and hugged Billy back, "Hey lil bro!" They broke the hug and did there ultra mega super secret brother hand shake that only they knew before Charlie looked up at Frank, "Dad! What are you guys doing here? The gathering isn't until tomorrow." "That's right but we came a day early to help set up and of course I wanted to have some time to get to know Seb a little better-" "Get to know me a little better?" Seb had walked into the hallway and interrupted Frank, "Why?" "Well... because... " Frank stopped talking and looked at Mary who held up one finger to him indicating 'just gimme one minute'. She walked over to Seb and placed a hand on his shoulder, "Sweetheart, you know that tomorrow is Charlies first proper gathering as well and that his father will be chaperoning him?" This was the first Charlie had heard of it but Seb nodded, "Yeah?" Mary continued, "And Nate was going to be your chaperone but of course, things being what the are he can't be here... " Seb looked at Frank, "Uh huh... " "Well... I asked Mr. Hibbs if he wouldn't mind... chaperoning both you and Charlie at the gathering and he very kindly agreed." Mary finished here sentence and waited with bated breath to see how Seb would react to this news. In fact, it seemed the whole room had gone so quiet you could hear a pin drop and everyones attention was focused on the blond boy whos blue eyes were currently not just holding but crushing the gaze of Frank Hibbs. Seb walked over to Frank, still staring him straight in the eyes and never once blinking. He stopped right in front of the man and said in a clear and firm voice, "You are NOT my dad. Understand?" Frank bent down to match Sebs eye level, "Of course I'm not. Noone ever will be." Frank placed a hand on Sebs shoulder and squeezed, "I know the pain of losing a father. It's like... It's as if a part of yourself is gone with them. It is a pain that comes to us all but... " Frank breathed a deep sigh, "It comes to some of us far too soon." Sebs expression softened as Frank kept talking, "I promise, I would never presume to try and replace your dad. All I want to do is be there for you however I can be, however you need me to be." Frank smiled at Seb. Seb stood there for a moment, looking at Frank as if trying to come to a decision. Charlie recognised the expression from when Seb was working on a particularly difficult problem in maths class. To everyones surprise Seb wrapped his arms around Frank and hugged him, "Thank you Frank... Really... " Frank hugged him back, "No problem Seb. Anything you need just say the word." Seb broke the hug and smiled at Frank, "I will." "Well then." Mary said, "Now that's all settled why don't you boys take their luggage upstairs, Theo you know which room the Hibbs' will be staying in. In the meantime I could really use your help." Mary turned to Frank and Isabelle, "Martha Jones from down the way has just called and said they are trying for a baby so will be family only for the whole evening but didn't specify if they were private or public and now she isn't answering her phone." "Martha Jones... " Frank wondered aloud, "Wait... did she marry Terry Jones?" "Her husbands name is Terry, yes." Mary replied. "Public." Frank said bluntly, "I was at Rockstaff with Terry and he is an exhibitionist." "Yes but is Martha?" Isbelle asked, "Or their kids? Are they exhibitioists too?" "Oh... " Frank said, "I didn't think of that." "Of course you didn't." Isabelle smiled at Mary, "You didn't go to Whetmound. Whetmound girls think of everything and when one of us doesn't... " "Another one of us will." Mary finished Isabelles sentence while returning her smile, "We will work it out. First, how about a nice cuppa. Tea or coffee?" Later that evening the preperations for the gathering tomorrow were complete. All plans had been made, heads counted and specific needs met. It was time for all of them to sit down to dinner. After a long day of hard work they decided to order out and were enjoying pizza as they discussed the coming day. Charlie was, as always incredibly curious, "Okay num num lessay-" "Charlie." Frank interrupted, "Please don't speak while eating." "Oh." Charlie finished chewing his food and swallowed, "Sorry. Umm... Oh yeah. Let's say that someone wants to do something with me, I can say yes?" "If you want to." Isabelle answered, "It is up to you what you do and how you do it. It's the same for everyone else." "But Billy can't?" Charlie asked "Well, Billy can ask either me or his mother if we give our permission." Frank explained, "If we do then he can." "So... I get why you would chaperone Billy but... If it's my choice no matter what you say then... " Charlie didn't need to finish his question. "I'm not there to give you my permission Charlie, you don't need it." Frank reached across the table and squeezed his sons hand, "I'm just there to guide you. If you have any questions or you're not sure about something then all you have to do is ask me." Frank turned to Seb and took his hand as well, "That goes for you too young man. I'm going to be there for the both of you in whatever capacity you need." Charlie squeezed Franks hand back and gave him a cheeky grin, "And what if I want to do something with you?" Frank laughed, "Haha! Erm. In that case we would. Otherwise no fun for me tomorrow, Im just here as a chaperone." "Oh wow really?" Theo piped up, "Hey, umm... Frank, you wanna sleep in my room tonight?" "Theodore!" Mary snapped at her son, "Could you please wait at least until after dinner is eaten before turning the conversation to sex? We have guests." "Well I have to ask before Seb does!" Theo thought this defense somehow made sense. "Huh?" Seb had no idea what Theo was talking about. "I saw that hug in the hallway." Theos tone accusatory. "It was just a hug." Seb took a bite of his pizza. "Well you have wanted to jump his bones ever since Charlie told us about their first time." Theo pointed out the obvious. Seb waved his hand as he finished his food and aswered once he had swallowed, "Yeah. Obviously I would but not now. I haven't cum once today. I'm saving myself for tomorrow." The whole room went quiet and everyones gaze fell on Theo awaiting his response. They all watched as Theos eyes went wide and he exclaimed, "Oh... ... ... " There was a long pause before he looked at his mother and spoke again, "Sorry mum... " Everyone in the room burst out laughing. Once the laughter had died down Frank thanked Theo for the offer and accepted. He then turned to Charlie, "You see that? Theo wanted to sleep with me and I decided that is something I wanted to do so I agreed." "Or Charlie," Isabelle added, "It may be like this... " She turned to Mary, "Hi, would you like to sleep with me tonight?" Mary smiled back, "Thank you very much for the offer but no, I must decline." "That's quite alright." Isabelle turned back to Charlie, "You see?" She then quickly turned back to Mary, "In all seriousness though... " "Oh of course we are!" Mary took Isabelles hand and squeezed it, "It's been years since I have been with another Whetmound girl." The two women laughed together. Seb nudged Theo, "I thought you were saving yourself for tomorrow too?" Theo replied, "I'm gonna try girls tomorrow so i can have Frank do me tonight." Frank spoke to Charie again, "That's kinda how it will be tomorrow just, you know, with alot more people and alot more things to do. "Like what?" Charlie asked. Everyone in the room looked at each other. Frank let out a sigh and leaned back in his chair, "How do you answer that question?" Charlie decided to break the silence that had followed Franks question, "I... I saw that room earlier... " "Room?" Mary looked at Seb and Theo, "What room?" Theo spoke first, "He means the red room." Seb saw Franks look of confusion so explained, "That's what this hub calls the BDSM room." "Ah, I see. Thanks Seb." Frank returned Sebs smile before turning back to Charlie, "Yeah... I don't think you will be interested in that just yet. You're too young- " "No!" Charlie was a little frustrated that they didn't understand what he wanted to know, "I don't know if i would be interested in 'that' because... I have no idea what 'that' means. What is it? What does BDSM mean? What happens in the red room with all those... things?" Charlie gazed at each of their faces as look of epiphany flowed over all of them like a wave. Now they knew what he was asking. They all looked at each other, seemingly not sure where to begin until Frank cleared his throat causing everyone to look at him, "Umm... " Frank looked at Charlie, "Let me tell you about a gathering I went to when I was thirteen." Thirteen year old Franky with his shoulder length brown hair and blue eyes was so excited! He couldn't wait to arrive at the large farm house where this years hub gathering was to be held. The sun shone high in the sky on a glorious afteroon in the early English summer, 'What a beautiful day for a gathering he thought.' Franky turned in the passenger to face his father, "I really want to try it dad." Charles Hibbs kept his eyes on the road as he smiled and replied, "Oh baby boy. I keep telling you that you don't need my permission. You're thirteen" Franky looked closely at his fathers face, "You don't think I should though, do you?" They had arrived. Charles parked the car and turned to his son, "It's not about my opinion but if you are asking for it then honestly no, I don't think you should." "Why?" Franky thought he already knew the answer and he was... "I have just never been able to... reconcile the idea of pleasure and pain. It just doesn't make sense to me. I feel that making love is a wonderful thing that should be pleasurable and enjoyed by all involved. To introduce pain into something as beautiful as making love is.... i just don't get it... " ... absolutely right, "I get what you are saying dad but I still want to find out why people somehow make that connection you know? So... I think I will try it." Franky was quite proud of himself. He had stood up for what he wanted to do and he came up with that bs excuse on the fly. He himself would be the first to admit he wasn't the smartest kid in second year so to come up with that on the spot was kind of a big deal for him and he couldn't help smiling, "It's a shame uncle Bill couldn't be here." Charles loved to see Franky smile so couldn't help doing it himself, "Yeah it is but networking and connection keeps him busy. Come on, looks like the BBQ has already started. They left the car and joined the festivities. After some food, dancing and making out with various people Franky decided it was time to do what he had really come here for. After turning down one invitation from two fifteen year old girls he had a really hard tiime turning down another from a young married couple. They wanted him to sit on the wifes face so she could eat his arse while the husband simultaneously fucked her while sucking Frankys dick- "Frank!" Isabelle interrupted Franks story, "Are you sure this level of graphic detail is absolutely necessary?" Frank looked at her for a moment before responding, "... ... ... Yes." He turned back to Charlie, "Where was I... Oh yeah... " Franky really wanted to say yes to that one. It sounded very interesting but he came here to do one thing and he was going to do it. He made his way to the farm house and walked into the kitchen to see old Mrs. Longworth cutting a large cake into squares. She stopped when she saw him, "Franky my dear. Come here and gimme a kiss." They kissed for a few seconds before old Mrs. Longworth said, "I'm afraid the cakes not ready yet my love." "Oh, no Mrs. Longworth that's not it umm... someone at the party told me to ask you where I can find the... binding room?" Franky looked at the womans face change from kind to confused. The confusion gave way to a smile, "Oh Franky my dear, someones playing a trick on you. Go on now go and find a nice girl or boy to have fun with. Why not both eh?" She began to shoo him back out the door when he protested, "No! Look I know what happens in there that's why I want to find it." She stopped and looked at the serious expression on the face of the boy in front of her as he said, "Please." She decided he was serious, "Alright then love." She stepped aside and indicated a doorway that had been behind her, "Up the stairs, end of the corridor to the right." Franky began walking toward the door, "Thank you." "No need to thank me love." She called after the boy as he climed the stairs. After following her instructions he arrived at the unassuming painted wooden door and knocked three times. He heard a mans voice say, "Enter." So he did. He walked into what looked like an office... maybe more of a study. There were bookshelves lining two of the walls, a potted plant and a man in his mid to late thirties wearing glasses, sitting behind a desk reading a book. Franky noted the glass of scotch on the table. He had wanted to try scotch for a while but his father wouldn't allow it- "Hang on!" It was Charlie who interrupted Franks story this time, "You said we can choose right? Because we go to Rockstaff now. So why can't we just choose to drink scotch?" "No Charlie. That's different." Frank didn't want to get sidetracked but... "Different how?" Charlie looked at Seb and Theo expecting them to have expressions matching his, vindication maybe? But no. They were both looking at him as if he were swearing the moon was made of cheese. Charlie turned back to Frank to listen to him explain, "Charlie alcohol is a vice. Just like smoking or many kinds of drugs. They serve no real purpose other than to make you feel good today in exchange for feeling bad tomorrow. Making love though, that is not a vice. That is human nature. It is the natural state of our species that we make love and enjoy each others bodies. That is why you can't drink or smoke. Okay?" "So drugs are okay?" Charlie asked with a cheeky grin. When he saw his dads expression though he quickly said, "sorry... just kidding. Please, carry on." "Hmmm... " Frank was sure Charlie was indeed joking so continued on... Franky stood there waiting for the man behind the desk to speak but he didn't even look up from his book. Franky thought maybe the man was waiting for him to apeak, "Hello, sorry to bother you bu-" Franky was stopped by the man raising pne finger while he finished the line he was reading then put down the book to look at the boy that had just disturbed him, "Have you read it?" "I'm sorry?" Franky didn't know what he meant. The man tapped the book now laying on his desk, "Orwells 1984. Have you read it?" "Oh." Franky hadn't, "Err no. I haven't." "You really should. He wrote it as a warning although I fear these days some read it as an instruction manual." The man looked Franky up and down, "Dr. Henry Mcnabb. Pleased to meet you." He held out his hand." Franky approached and shook it, "Franky. Franky Hibbs" "Well, what can I do for you Franky?" Dr. Mcnabb sat back in his chair. Franky didn't think this man could do anything for him, "I'm sorry to bother you sir, I think I'm in the wrong place." Franky turned to leave when Dr. Mcnabb spoke up, "May I ask where it is you wanted to be?" "I was looking for the binding room." Franky replied. Dr. Mcnabbs reaction was different to that of old Mrs. Longworth. He didn't doubt Franky or condescend to him but simply responded, "You're in the right place. Take a seat." Franky sat down as the man stood up and walked around the desk. He stood by Frankys chair and placed a hand on his shoulder, "Tell me why you're here." "Umm... well, I was just curious how some people connect pain with pleasure and... I wanted to try it." Franky looked up at the expressionless man fully expecting his lie to work. "That is not a very well rehearsed reason." Dr. Mcnabb moved to stand right in front of Franky and as the boy looked up at him he asked again, "Tell me why you are here." Franky tired again, "Err... well... like I said. The connection between... pain and pleasu-" SLAP! Dr. Mcnabbs open hand slapping Franky across the face stopped him speaking, "I will not abide liars at the best of times so I will certainly not abide them here. I will ask you again, why are you here?" With his eyes becoming wet he looked up at the man that had just slapped him and blurted out, "I was hoping you could give me what my dad can't!" Franky was finally honest. "That's better." Dr. Mcnabb walked back around his desk and sat down, "Please, if you wouldn't mind I would like some more information. Please don't skip any details. I do love exposition." Franky began to explain. He told Dr.Mcnabb about how he loved his father and enjoyed it when they made love but there was something missing. He had asked his dad to go faster, harder, to really let him have it but he wouldn't. He would just tell him making love is meant to be gentle, sensual, "But he doesn't understand! Yeah making love is great but... sometimes... sometimes I don't want him to make to love to me... sometimes I want him to... want him to... " "Fuck you. Ram you hard. Split you in fucking two." Dr. Mcnabb helped Franky finish his thought. "YES!!! Thank you!" God it felt great to Franky that someone got it, "That's what I want but he never will. He just... well I guess he just loves me too much." "It's not uncommon. I would say at least half the boys your age who come to me do so for the same reason." Dr Mcnabb lit a cigarette and began puffing away, "Alright then, tell me a little bit about what you like to do in bed." Franky was completely honest. He told Dr. Mcnabb about things he knew he liked, things he wanted to try, things he had heard of but wasn't sure what they were and ended with, "Oh! And I love my nipples being played with." Dr. Mcnabb looked over the boy silently as he finished his cigarette. He stubbed it out in the ashtray and looked at Franky very seriously, "I can help you." "You can?! Oh that's brillia-" "But there are rules." Dr. Mcnabb interrupted, "When we enter the binding room you will no longer be Franky, you will be boy and you will answer to boy. Understand?" Franky nodded as Dr. Mcnabb continued, "You will address me as master. You will do what I say, when I say it and you will only speak when spoken to. Do you have a safe word in mind?" Franky had thought about this for a long time and he did, "Sparks." "Sparks?" Dr. Mcnabb thought for a moment, "Hmm... yes. Yes that should be fine. Mind if I ask why?" "They're my favourite band." Franky explained. Dr. Mcnabb chuckled, "Well I suppose that's as good as any safe word I have heard. Once a young lad of nineteen chose the word 'butterchickenjustin'. To this day I have no idea why. What was his name?.... Avi?... Oh I can't remember. Such a long time ago." Franky sat there listening to Dr. Mcnabb and waited politely to be told what to do next. The doctor stood up and Franky did the same, "Follow me please." Franky followed the man out of the room and up another flight of stairs, at the top of which he unlocked a door and walked through. Going through the door Franky found himself in a small corridor with clothes pegs on the walls and another door. Dr. Mcnabb turned to him, "Undress completely and leave your clothes here. Once you are nude please knock on the door and wait for permission to enter." "Yes doctor." Franky began unbuttoning his jeans only to stop when Dr. Mcnabb placed his hand on Frankys shoulder, "Remember the rules and remember your safe word. In that room you are boy and I am master. No matter what happens in there I promise you, you are completely safe and we can stop at any time. I may be in charge but make no mistake, you are in complete control. Just say your safe word and we will stop immediately." The man gave him one last smile and walked through the door closing it behind him. Franky took his time undressing and hanging up his clothes. Once naked he stood at the door, his heart pounding in his chest, 'Okay Franky. This is it. This is what you wanted.' He knocked on the door and waited. A few moments passed before he heard the word, "Enter." He opened the door and walked into the binding room closing the door begind him. He took in all that he saw. The room was clearly an attic at the top of the farmhouse. It's wooden floor was clean and large wooden beams held up the roof. From the beams hung long ropes that reached the floor and ended with large metal clips. He could see the ropes were all attached to a winch with a handle. To the left of the room he saw a small wooden table and chair and a rack with various whips, canes and other items he didn't recognise on display. Dr. Mcnabb stood next to it completely naked. Franky was mesmerised by the mans body which was well toned and muscular. His large penis had begun to harden as soon as the naked thirteen year old boy entered the room. It was time to begin, "Boy. Come here. Master wishes to inspect you." Franky walked over to master and stood before him as master inspected what is his. He walked once around the boy looking at his body. His boyish pecs and slight hints of abdominal muscles, his pert buttocks, his legs those of a boy who regularly enjoyed football with his friends in the park and of course, his little bush of pubic hair sat above his, larger than average for a boy his age, cock. A cock that had begun to stiffen as soon as he had seen master naked and waiting for him. Master had completed his inspection, "You have been a bad boy." Franky had no idea how that could be true, "Err. How have I-" SLAP! "You will speak when I tell you to speak boy!" Master grabbed Frankys chin and turned his teary eyed face up to his own, "Understand?! ... Answer me boy!" Franky thought for a split second, 'sparks? Should i... should i say it? ... ... ... no... I know what I have to say'. "... y y yes." Master squeezed Frankys chin harder, "Yes what?!" "Y yes m master." Franky whispered. "Again!" "Yes master." Franky said "Louder Boy!" "Yes Master!" Fra-... Boy shouted. "Hmmm... " Master let go of Boys chin and turned towards his rack of tools and toys, "That is twice you have been bad now. The second time was you speaking out of turn just now. I will have to punish you for that before we can continue. Ah, here it is." Master picked up a tub of what appeared to be some kind of skin cream. He walked over to the chair and sat down. He looked at Boy, "Come here and lay across my lap Boy." Boy walked to where Master was sitting in the wooden chair, stood to the side and bent over laying his body across Masters lap, "See? You can do as you are told. All the more reason to punish you." Master opened the small tub of cream and applied it generously to Boys nare buttocks before taking the time to rib it in. Boy was just thinking this butt massage felt too good to be a punishment when Master decided to explain what he was doing, "I am going to spank you. Applying this cream will increase the pain of the spanks. I am going to spank you thirty times, you will count each spank out loud. Do you understand Boy?" "Yes Master." I will begin now... SMACK! "Ahhh!" Boy yelped and went to stand up but Master held him down on his lap. Master took both of Boys arms and held them behind his back, holding Boys wrists together in his right hand while once again raising his left, "No! You will take your punishment. Now, you didn't count that one out loud so we must start again. Remember, count the spanks OUT LOUD. I want to hear you!" SMACK! "One!" Shouted boy. "Good." Master noted, "Again." SMACK! This one landed on his other cheek, "Two!" SMACK! Back to the first cheek, "Three!" Master kept a tight grip on Boys wrists as he continued to alternate netween spanking the right cheek then the left. Boy felt... he didn't know what he felt. The pain of course but... something else as well, excitement? He was almost subconsciously struggling on Masters lap knowing full well there was no escape and between each strike he relished the anticipation and fear in equal amounts. This was turning him on. By the time they were up into the mid twenties Boys voice was becoming a bit shaky. SMACK! "Tw... twenty eight!" SMACK! "T...t twenty n n nine!" SMACK! "Th... thirty... " Boy managed to say. It wasn't as loud as Master would have liked but he decided to accept it, "Stay right there." Master let Boys wrists go and his arms fell by his side. The panting, sweaty thirteen year old boy lay still across Masters lap. Once again cream was applied to his now red and sore butt cheeks and carefully rubbed in. It had a cooling effect that felt nice to Boy after his spanking, "All right, stand up." Boy rose to his feet by the side of Master still sat in the chair, his hard cock standing up proudly. Boy daw that Master was hard also and couldn't help notice it was bigger than his own. He had thought that he felt something against his belly as the number of spanks had gotten to the mid teens but was too distracted at the time to really notice. Now stood up he was able to look down and see a small amount of precum glistening on his tummy. Master saw him looking, "Taste it." Boy looked at master then back to the precum on his body. He used his finger to take some from his belly and put it in his mouth, tasting Masters precum for the first time. He thought he had followed Masters instructions but... , "No. Taste it from the source." Boy looked a little confused so Master clarified, "Come here and lick the end of my cock." Boy got on his knees in front of Master between his legs. Taking Masters cock in his hand he licked the precum soaked head once then looked up at Master, "Keep going, I'll tell you when to stop." Boy kept licking the head of Masters cock like it was the most delicious lollipop he had ever tasted. He wanted to make sure he followed Masters instructions perfectly, perhaps to avoid another spanking but also because he felt a certain thrill that he couldn't explain when doing what he was told by Master. After a few minutes of cock licking Master seemed satisfied, "Stand up." Boy did and Master rose from the chair, walking over to the rack of tools and toys. He looked over the various pieces of equipment and began picking up what looked like variously sized leather straps with buckles and a small metal ring attached to each. Once he held six of these in his hands he turned to boy, "Come here." Boy approached Master and stood before him awaiting further instructions. Master explained, "You have been a bad boy. You arroved here completely under dressed." Master stopped talking and waited to see if Boy would earn himself another thirty spanks by protesting his innocence but this didn't happen so he continued, "No matter, I have the correct clothing for you. Stand there and remain still as I dress you." Master proceeded to attach the leather straps to boy, two for his ankles, two for his wirsts, one for his neck and finally the larger one around his waist. Master then took two small things from the desk and looked at boy, "So, you like your nipples played with?' "Yes Master." Boy was getting better at responding to Master. "Good. Well then, let's see how you get on with nipple clamps." Master placed the first clamp over Boys right nipple and allowed it to snap shut. "Ahh!" Boy wasn't prepared for just how hard the clamp would be squeezing his nipple. Master wasn't fazed, "And the other one... there we go. They must be attached securely to hold the weights." He turned back to his table of toys and picked up something round and metal with a hole in the middle, "Have you ever used ball weights before?" "N n no master." Boy was still coming to terms with the pain of the nipple clamps being attached. "Well then this will be an interesting experience for you." Master knelt down in front of Boy and reached up between his legs. He took the thirteen year old boys nearyly hairless ball sac in his hand and passed each testicle through the hole in the centre of the metal cylinder. Once through he let go and allowed the weight to do its job, pulling the young boys balls down and causing them to hang low. "Ohhhh!" This was new to boy. His dad had never played with his balls and the other boys at Rockstaff had only ever taken them in their mouths. This sensation was completely different. He wasn't afforded any time to get used to it however. "Go and stand where those ropes touch the floor." Master instructed. Boy began to walk to where he had been told to go but stopped immediately as the ball weight swung with his movement and pulled on his testicles. He had to walk carefully. He shuffled more than walked to the spot and awaited further instructions from Master who was busy picking up some other items from the table. Without turning to look at Boy Master told him to, "Get on your hands and knees." Boy complied, carefully lowering himself into position. Master walked over to Boy and knelt down behind him, "Part your knees more... no more... More!" Boy tried his best to comply and it got to the point the ball weight was sitting on his balls, pressing them to the hard wood floor. It was bery uncomfortable. Master attached a leather strap to each of Boys knees, a metal pole that kept them apart between the two knee straps. He attached a similar pole to Boys wrists then two more to connect each wrist to the corresponding knee. He then moved to the side of Boy and put two weights on the floor underneath him. Each weight was attached to a string which ended in a metal hook. The hooks he hung onto the nipple clamps that Boy had now gotten used to. The strings hung loosely. Master proceeded to attach the large metal clips at the end of the ropes hanging from the roof to the straps on Boys wrists, ankles, neck and waist then stood up. Master walked over to the crank and took the handle in his hand. He tool one last look at his preparations and found them to be satisfactory. He began turning the crank. A loud clicking noise filled the room. CLICKCLICKCLICKCLICKCLICKCLICKCLICKCLICK At first nothing happened. Then Boy noticed the ropes moving, becoming more and more taut until, "Whoa!" Boy couldn't help his outburst as he felt the straps on his body pull him up off the floor as the ropes pulled on them. The metal poles' purpose becoming clear as they held his body in the all fours shape he had been in on the floor, albeit with his legs spread wide. A split second later and, Oooohhhhhh! The weights attached to his clamps no longer sat on the floor but hung down below him, their full weight pulling on his sensitive nipples. If Boy were asked to describe what he was feeling in that moment he wouldn't be able to without inventing some new words. Once Master was satisfied that he had raised Boy to what he called cock height he stopped turning the crank handle and walked to the far corner of the room. Boy couldn't see where Master went and had no way of turning so had no idea what to expect when he heard squeaky wheels coming toward him. Master appeared from behind him pushing a large mirror on a wheeled flatbed. He placed it a few feet in front of Boy, "You will watch as I fuck you." "Yes Master." Boy was surprised the neck strap wasn't interfering with his breathing or speaking at all. It was very well designed. "But first," Master walked over to boy, hard cock in hand, "I want you to see the slut you are." Master took a large fistful of Boys long brown hair and used it to hold his face up. Master rubbed his drippimg cock head all over boys face, covering it in precum, "Open your mouth." Boy complied and immediately got his second taste of Masters cock as he was told, "That's right. Look at yourself as you suck this dick. That's what your mouth is for Boy. What is your mouth for?" Boy looked in the mirror at his precum cobered reflection as mirror him had his mouth slowly fucked. Master asked him the question and began slapping Boys cheek with his cock as he answered, "Your cock, master." "That's right." Master was wiping more precum and saliva over Boys face, "And what are you?" "A slut, Master." "Indeed you are, and a slut must know what a slut tastes like." Master said before getting lower to the floor and under Boy. He took Boys rock hard cock in his mouth and began to suck it. "Hmmmm." Boy watched Master in the mirror as he sucked and licked his young teen dick. His tongue made its way down the shaft, around the top of the ball weight and disappeared from view along with the rest of masters head as it travelled up his arse crack. Master began to rim Boy, stretching his hole expertly with his tongue. After about five minutes of almost overwhelming sensations from various sensitive parts of his body, Boy felt master remove his tongue. He walked around to Boys front and again lifted his head up by his hair before firmly planting his lips on Boys. Their tongues began to wrestle and Boy could indeed taste himself. He tasted like a slut. "Wait." Cahrlie again interrupted his father, "Is that why when you rimmed me and I asked how it tasted you said-" "Kiss me and find out," Frank nodded and smiled, "Yeah. Now, where was I?" "Are you sure you need to finish the story now Frank?" Isabelle asked, "It is getting quite late and we all have a bog day tomorrow." Frank waved away her concern, "I'm almost done." "Good." Said Theo, "I'm hard as a rock." Theo daren't look in his mothers direction but could feel the look she was giving him as Frank continued his story. Master broke the kiss and turned to look at Boys reflection in the mirror, "You see yourself Boy?" "Yes Master." "What do you see?" "A slut." "A slut what?" Master raised his hand to slap Boy across the face again. "A slut, Master!" "That's right Boy." Master lowered his hand, "You are a slut. I'm glad you see it now. Sluts get fucked Boy. What happens to sluts?" "Sluts get fucked Master." "Correct." Master walked over to his table of tools and picked up a tube of lube. He had lube up his cock by the time he took his position behind Franky and began lubing his already stretched and saliva covered hole, "I am going to fuck you now and i want you to watch me do it. Keep your eyes on the mirror, understand?" "Yes master." Master was ready and so was Boys hole. The cheeks of Boys arse were already parted by the position his legs were beng dorced to presume by the metal pole between his knees so all Master had to do was line up his cock head and grab the boys hips. He pushed inside, "Ah!" "Shit up Boy!" Master kept pushing in, "You are a slut. You can take it. What are you?" "A slut!" Boy was doing his best to deal with the continuing intrusion into his body by masters large cock. "Unnnggg That's right! Now say you can take it!" Seven inches in now, almost there. "I can take it!" Boy shouted. Balls deep, "Ha! You most certainly can. Good slut." Master reached under Boy and took a hold of his stiff cock, "Very good slut. Like all sluts you want me to fuck you don't you?" Boys arse had barely any time to get used to the thick rod of man man meat that was currently pushing him close to his limit but knew Master expected an answer, " Yes Master!" "What do you want me to do?" "I want you to fuck me Master!" Master took Boy by the hips and began moving in and out of him a little, "Again!" "Fuck me Master!" Master increased the speed at which he was fucking Boys tight little thirteen year old arse, "AGAIN!" "FUCK ME!" Boy shouted as his body began to move with each thrust causing the weights hanging from his nipple claps to swing slightly. As Master fucked him even harder he reached under Boy again and took his hard cock in hand. He be gan to stroke Boys dick in time with his powerful pumping. Boys mind was reeling, he had never in his life experienced so many intense sensations all at once His sensitive nipples being pulled down by the swinging weights, his scrotum straining under the ball weight, his hard teen cock being masturbated by Master lubed up hand and his prostate being rammed over and over again as Masters cock slammed into him, "Hhaaaaooooo!" Boy let his head drop as these feelings took over him only to have Master take his hand off of Boys hip and grab his hairagain, pulling his head back up to face the mirror, "I said you will watch me fuck you!" Boy watched in the mirror as Master simultaneously Fucked him and jerked him off. He watched the swinging of his weighted balls and the weights hanging from his nipples but the thing that shocked him the most was his own face. Tears were streaming from his eyes, snot from his nose and he was drooling. His face was still covered in saliva and Masters precum but had surprised him the most was his expression. He didn't know the word to describe it. It was like a mixture of happiness and anguish, of joy and fear, of... pain... and pleasure... He understood now. He was close, "Ooohhh. Ohh! Aaahhhhhhhh!!!!" He saw his cum spurts hitting the wooden floor below him. He also saw masters face as he climaxed himelf. "Haaaarrrrgggghhhhh!!!" Master let out a loud growl of satisfaction as Boys arse clenched around his pumping cock as the boy came. He shot his seed deep ino Boys guts and allowed himself to slowly bring his thrusting to a complete stop. He let go of Boys hair and the lads head dropped forward. Both of them were breathing heavily and covered in sweat as Master removed his cock from Boys now wide arsehole. He walked around to the front of Boy and knelt down. Boy used the little bit of energy he had to lift his head and look at Master, "S... s... sparks... " Dr. Mcnabb smiled, "Did you enjoy that Franky?" Franky smiled and nodded, "Good. Was it what you were looking for?" Franky looked into Dr. Mcnabbs eyes and gave the most honest answer to a question he had ever given, "Fuck yeah... and so much more." Frank finished his story and sat back in his chair looking at Charlie, "And that was my first experience of BDSM." Charlie got the idea, "Wow... that sounds... yeah... yeah I don't think I'll go in the red room tomorrow." "I still might... " Seb said looking thoughtful. "Daddy?" Asked Billy, "Spanking can be good?" "Sometimes son, yes." Frank ruffled Billies hair. There was a brief moment of comfortable silence around the dinner table before Mary announced, "Okay well, it's late and we have the gathering tomorrow. We should get to bed." She indicated to the empty pizza boxes on the table, "We can deal with this tomorrow." After all had cleaned their teeth and said goodnight, everyone retired to their respective rooms. Mary and Isabelle were sleeping together in Marys room while Billy was sleeping in Sebs room with Seb and Charlie. At this moment the three of them were lying naked together under the covers, Billy on his back between the two boys. Billy begged them to show him something they learned at Rockstaff, "Pleeeeeaaase." "Sorry lil bro." Charlie was explaining, "The gathering is tomorrow so me and Seb aren't cumming tonight." "But I wanna have fun with you and Seb!" Billy had asked Charlie what it was like to go to Rockstaff and have a bunk buddy and Charlie had explained it was the best thing that had ever happened to him. This of course meant Billy was really looking forward to tonight when he knew he would be sharing a bed with Seb and Charlie, "Like you said you do at school!" "Hey hey, calm down little buddy." Seb smiled at Billy, "Just because we aren't doesn't mean you can't." "Yeah." Charlie chimed in, "We can still give you the tingles." "Tingles?" Seb asked. "That's what he calls it when he orgasms." Charlie explained. "Aww. That's so cute!" Seb thought Charlie was adorable bit Billy was giving him a run for his money, "So, Billy. What do you like to do to feel the tingles?" Billy thought for a moment, "Umm... Oh! My daddy rubs my willy and Charlie plays with my nipples." Seb looked at Charlie with raised eyebrows, "Nipples?" Charlie smiled back, "Yeah. My dad too. He says it runs in the family. You know what Billy? Seb gave me my first ever blowjob. Maybe he could do that for you." "Charlie are you sure?" Seb was concerned, "I mean, your dad might wanna do that himself." "Nah I spoke to him before dinner. He said it was fine just no rimming, fingering or fucking... obviously." Charlie knew Billy would want to have some kind of fun with them so he had checked with their dad what they were allowed to do. "Oh. Okay then." Seb turned back to Billy with a smile, "You want me to give you a Rockstaff welcome? I gave one to your brother the first day we met." Billy gave Charlie a quizzical look, "What's a Rockstaff welcome?" Charlie and Seb exchanged a look and smiled, "It's amazing. I know you'll love it." Billy trusted his older brother. He turned back to Seb, "Okay, If Charlie says I'll like it." Seb smiled and brought his face close to Billys, "You're cuter than your brother you know?" Billy giggled and Seb gave him a kiss on the lips. Then another. Then seb decided to explore billies mouth with his tongue. Charlie watched his bunk buddy make out with his little brother and lamented the fact that he was incredibly turned on. He looked and could see Seb was solid as a rock too. Such a shame they were saving themselves for tomorrow. He could also see that Billy was hard. Oh well, at least they could give Billy a night he won't soon forget. Seb broke the kiss and smiled at Billy "I really like kissing you Billy. Did you like kissing me?" Billy beamed at Seb, "Yeah!" Charlie watched this and noted Sebs gentleness with Billy. He recognised a little bit of it from when they had first met. He knew Seb was the youngest in his family but thought he would have made a great older brother, "Hey, do I get a kiss too?" Charlie asked moving his head closer. Billy turned his head away from Seb to look at Charlie. He smiled and nodded. Charlie leaned in and as their lips met Seb was kissing his way down billys neck. As their tongues played together Seb had kissed his way down billys chest and was crossing his tummy towards his mouths destination. Charlies hand found its way to Billys nipple and began lightly stroking and pinching it as Sebs tongue became the first ever to grace Billys cock head with a lick, "Mmmwhhh-" Billy broke the kiss as Seb sucked billys hard cock into his mouth, "Whhwhhhwhatt... " "Shhh shhh shhh you're okay. It's okay. I'm here." Charlie soothed his little brother as he continued to fiddle with Billys now erect nipples. He watched billys face with slight amusement as Sebs mouth worked it's magic on the young boys cock. His expressions were wild, ranging from bliss to confusion to disbelief. His eyes couldn't seem to decide if they were open or closed. He looked down and as expected, Seb was doing his best work for his bunk buddies younger brother. After a few minutes of them pleasuring billy he suddenly grabbed the bed sheets on both hands, "Oooooooo.... oooooOOOOHHHHH!! T...T...TINGLES!!!" Billy shouted and his little body tensed up he came. It seemed to have snuck up on him. Seb let the now twitching cock slip out of his mouth and lay down with his head next to Billys. Charlie did the same. The two boys just watched Billys face as he experienced the high then the comedown from his first ever blowjob. Laying there, his expression settled on pure bliss, his eyes closed. His little face was that of an angel. He looked so peaceful. Almost as if he, "zzzzzzzzz" Charlie and Seb gave each other a smile for a job well done. Seb turned out the bedside lamp and in the darkness the two of them wrapped their arms around the snoring Billy and hugged him while they fell asleep themselves. Down the hall in Theos room Frank lay naked on his back in bed with a nude Theo on top of him. They were making out as Frank ran his hands all over the thiirteen year old boys smoothe body as Theos hands explored Franks. Theo relished the chance to once again feel the hairy chest and strong muscles of a real man. It was something he hadn't felt since... Theo sat up, "Wait... sorry." "What's wrong?" Frank asked. Theo looked at Frank with a weak smile, "It's not you.... It's just... Since my dad... well, you're the first real man I've had since... since he's been gone." Frank understood, "Hey, Theo." Frank stroked Theos face, "I understand. If you don't want to so this we don't have to. We can just hug or if you'd prefer to be alone I can sleep in one of the other rooms." "No... No I want to." Theo placed his hands on Franks chest and ran his fingers through his chest hair, "I really want to. That story you told at dinner got me so hard! It's just... you remind me of him a little and... " Theo didn't know how to verbalize what he was feeling. Luckily Frank did, "I think I understand." Frank reached up and bagan gently rubbing Theos hair. Theo closed his eyes and pushed his head against Franks hand, enjoying thos impromptu head massage as Frank kept talking, "I was just a little older than you when my dad died. I remember the pain but what noone tells you about is the other feelings. Those that tell you that you are somehow betraying him by continuing to live your life. The first gathering I went to after he passed away I did nothing. I couldn't bring myself to. All I could think about was him and what we would be doing together if he was still here. It took a long time for me to learn that you just have to move on. That me living my life isn't a betrayal of him or his memory, more of a tribute to it since, if he had never been here then I wouldn't be and I wouldn't have the wonderful memories of our time together to treasure." Frank sat up and brought his face close to Theos, "The fact you miss him so much and are feeling this way right now is a testament to what a wonderful father he was to you and your brothers. You should be very proud of him and to be his son." Frank kissed Theo lightly and felt the wetness of a single tear from Theos eye. They continued to kiss for a few moments before Theo spoke again, "Thanks Frank. You really get it." He smiled at Frank. Frank smiled back, "Of course." Theo gave Frank one last kiss them pushed him back down on the bed. He leaned down and kissed him again before looking him in the eyes, "Let's make this one hell of a tribute to him then." Theo began to kiss his way down Franks neck towards his chest while his hands found Franks nipples. He remembered from Charlies story that all the Hibbs men and boys like their nipples tweaked. "Hmmm... " Frank let out an approving sigh as theo pinched one of his nipples hard while sucking the other. Franks hands ran their way down Theos back to his perfect thirteen year old arse cheeks which he squeezed. As he massaged Theos butt he could feel his hard cock dripping precum. He so wanted to be inside this boy, "So you said when we got up here you wanted me inside you?" Theo stopped aucking on Franks nipple for a second to answer, "Yeah. Listening to your story... could you do that for me? Not the spanking or the harnesses obviously but... could you fuck me? Hard?" Theo returned his mouth to its task. Frank smiled, "You want me to fuck you hard?" Theo stopped again and looked up at Frank, "Yeah. Hard and deep." He was about to continue sucking on Franks nipple again before a thought occurred to him, "And you know... take control." Theo returned his lips to Franks nipple. Frank lay there enjoying the sensation of Theo pinching and sucking his nipples and the feel of Theos perfect boy butt in his hands. 'Take control... ' he thought, 'I know what he wants.' Frank moved one of his hands to Theos head and gently took a clump of his long blond hair in his hand. Using that he lifted Theos face away from his chest and made the boy look at him, "Okay, I'm in charge. I wanna fuck you. Hard and deep. Get the lube." Theo was excited. He hadn't given himself over to someone like this in a very long time and was so happy to not have to be the one in control for a change. He smiled as Frank let go of his hair, "Yes Frank." Theo got up off of Frank and left the bed to walk over to his chest of drawers. He opened his sex draw and retrieved some lube and his favourite toy for stretching, a plastic dildo which got thicker the further in it went. He returned to the bed and was about to open the lube when Frank interrupted, "Ah ah. Give it here. I'm in charge remember?" Theo smiled, "Oh yeah. Haha. Sorry. How do you want me?" "Lay on tour front." Frank said, "I want to taste your arse before I fuck it." "Hell yeah!" Theo loved being rimmed. He actually couldn't think of anyone that didn't. He lay down on his front as Frank instructed. Frank grabbed the boys ankles and pulled them wide apart. He looked at the delicious sight before him. He saw Theos fuzzy balls sat just below his hairless arse crack and placed a hand on each cheek. Pulling them apart he took his first look at the pink hole he would soon be stretching with his tongue, a dildo then finally his cock. He couldn't resist anymore and pushed his face into the perfect arse that lay before him waiting to be ravaged. No. Demanding to be. He breathed in deep smelling the sweet scent of a boy clearing the cusp between boyhood and teenager. He couldn't wait to see how Charlie would smell and taste when he was thirteen. His tongue playfully licked Theos balls before moving up his crack to his puckered pink hole. Licking it a few times and teasing it with his tongue he felt the boy shudder with anticipation. He had waited long enough. His tongue pushed inside as Theo let out a moan of pleasure, "Hhoooooohhhh... " Frank knew how important this experience was going to be for Theo even if Theo didn't know it himself. He was determined to give him his best. He needed to make sure Theo understood that the good times didn't die with his father, that it was okay for him to enjoy himself. It's what his dad would have wanted. He worked that arsehole with his tongue like he had never done with any other, pushing through the cramp to continue as Theo writhed a little, grabbing the bedsheets and loving every second of Franks tongue exploring his insides. Nobody had ever gotten their tongue as deep inside him as Franks was now and it felt amazing! After fifteen minutes frank pulled his tongue out, "Okay, I'm gonna stretch you now." Theo was breathing heavily, "Okay... yeah... stretch me." Frank took the lube and the dildo in his jands. He applied the gel to Theos arse hole and the toy and began slipping it inside. The first portion slipped in easily being so thin and Theos hole having been stretched by Franks tongue. He stopped when he felt slight resistance and commented, "You know, you are pretty much there. Just a little more I think. Maybe one more inch of this." "There's numbers on the side of it. I usually go up to seven before I take a dick." Frank looked and saw there were indeed numbers on the side of the dildo, "Huh... that's really clever." He thought aloud. He could see they were up to six, "Okay. We're at six so one more push should do it." "Okay." Theo replied, "Yeah I thought your tongue did most of the work... go ahead. I'm ready." Frank pushed the dildo in against the slight resistance he was met with as Theo moaned, "Hmmmmm." Frank recognised that moan. He knew Theo was loving it. He bagan moving the dildo in and out of the boy simulating what his cock would soon be doing as Theo once again writhed and grabbed for pillows or bed sheets or anything his hands could hold onto. As frank saw the numbers six, seven and then eight disappear into Theos now stretched hole he knew, "It's time." Before removing the dildo he applied liberal amounts of lube to his large, hard cock and ordered the boy to, "Get up on your hands and knees." Theo complied. It felt so good to give himself over completely to a man again, for a man to take control and tell him what to do. He felt safe with Frank. He enjoyed putting himself in Franks capable hands. It had been so long since he was the boy in the situation, since he was the one who could let go and just enjoy himself while the other was in charge. Since his dad had died and their brother had left it fell to him to be the one looking out for Seb, to be the responsible one, to be the one to take charge. But not tonight. Not here, not now. Now was his chance to relax. To let go completely and just enjoy the here and now. Frank positioned himself on his knees behind Theo and placed the head of his cock at the boys entrance, "I'm coming in now." Frank pushed inside. "Ahhhhhh...." Theo felt the head of Franks cock pass his sphincter and his ares hole tightening around the thick shaft of Franks cock. God he missed this feeling, "Oh Frank... you're... you feel bigger than you look... if that makes sense haha... " "I can stop if that's what you wan-" "No!" Theo asserted, "No. I... I like it... keep going." Frank smiled, "Okay. I'm gonna keep pushing in. You just tell me when to stop. Okay?" Theo looked back over his shoulder, "Okay. I will." Frank pushed his large member into Theos tight hole slowly. Inch by inch he watched his cock disappear into the boy and was impressed. He was already halfway in and Theo had said nothing to stop him yet. No requests to wait a minute or to go slower. He realised it was silly of him to expect Theo to need him to be as gentle as he was with Charlie. That had been Charlies first time and he was eleven whereas Theo was thirteen with experience. Before long his large bush of pubic hair was pressed up against Theos buttcheeks as he went balls deep into the boy, "Good boy." Frank leaned forward and kissed the back of Theos neck, "I'm all in. Now, we can wait like this a minute of you like or-" "No!" Theo once again interrupted Frank, "I've waited long enough. Months in fact. Do it. Do me. Hard. Now!" Frank leaned back up with a smile and placed his hands on Theos hips, "Yeah? Is that what you want boy?" He began to move on and out of Theo at a slow pace at first, "You want me to fuck you? Hard and deep?" Theo loved the feel of Franks cock teasing that special spot deep inside him, "Mmmmmyeah.. yeah fu... mmm... fuck me. Fuck me hard!" Frank increased the speed and force of his thrusts, "Okay... If you insist... " He began really pumping away at the boy. Slipping his cock out almost to the head then slamming back inside its full length over and over again as the slap of his thighs on Theos arse filled the room. Theo moaned as Franks cock hit his prostate repeatedly. Frank was watching carefully, waiting for the moment when... there! As he saw Theo put all his weight on his left arm and move his right hand down to his crotch Frank leaned forward and wrapped his arm around Theos chest, pulling the boy up so his back was to Franks chest, "Oh no. You just let me take care of everything." The exact words Theo wanted to hear, "Ohhhh Frank... " He said as Franks Big strong arm held him close and his hand found the boys achingly hard cock and began to masturbate him. As Frank continued to fuck his arse hard while jerking him off on time with his thrusting Theo reached up with both arms around the back of Franks neck, interlocking his fi gers there to hold on as Frank gave him the ride of his life. It was everything Theo wanted. The force of Frank slamming into him was causing his knees to bounce on the bed. If they had been doing this on a hard surface there is no doubt Theos knees would be leaving the floor completely. He felt it coming, "Ah ah ah ahhh ahhhhh oh Fr... Oh Frank... I... I... " Frank knew what was coming. He could feel it himself, "Ung ung ung oh... Oh yeah... You... You wanna cum boy? Ung ung you... You wanna cum for me?" "Oh! Ohhh yeah! Yeah I... ah ah ah... I wanna cum for you!" Theo shouted. He could feel the pounding of Franks heartbeat on his back as Franks arm held his body close to his own. It was time, "Ooohhhhh good... ahh good boy. Look at me." Theo turned his head to look at Frank, "Kiss me." Theos lips met Franks and their tongues met as well. Frank felt the vibrations of Theos moans as the boy came. He felt the warm boy juice flowing down over the fist he was using to pump the thirteen year olds cock and the tightening of Theos arse around his own dick as he himself began to cum, shooting his load deep inside the boy. They were both in heaven, each giving the other exactly what he needed in that moment. Their moans into each others mouths becoming more audible with their lips parting as they gave themselves over to the waves of carnal ecstasy washing over them. As they came down from their sexual high they fell to the side together, their heads landing conveniently on the pillows. The man and boy lay there, sweaty, panting and satisfied. After a few minutes Frank kissed the back of Theos head, "I really should pull out. We should have been asleep by now." "Or," Theo had a better idea, "We could... sleep like this?" Frank held Theo tightly to him and kissed him again, "Anything you want Theo." They both fell into a deep and peaceful sleep. Neither of them woke up as Franks now soft penis slipped out of the boy during the night. The two men Tommy Jarvis had sent to scope out Rockstaff had returned. They were now on their knees before him trying to explain why he shouldn't kill them right now, "Please sir! You don't understand-" "Oh I think I do." Tommy looked at his man, "I gave you an order and you disobeyed. What am I missing?" The other one spoke up, "We were there sir! We found a place to clear the fence unseen just like you said. There was this little cottage blocking the view from the main building so we crossed over there but... we heard her through the window. She called for help... " "And what exactly did helping her have to do with your mission?!" Tommy wasn't interested in their excuses, just their results. The first man spoke up, "That's what I said!" "Shut up!" "No you shut up! You're the one who got us into this mess-" "Both of you shut up!" Tommy was done with this. He hated incompetence and disobedience. These men had displayed both. He chambered a round in his gun and took aim. "Sir please!" The second man said, "She can help us!" Tommy stopped just shy of pulling the trigger, "Help us? How?" "She knows the layout!" He pleaded, "She knows the whole place!" Tommy looked at the first man, "Is that true?" The first and second man exchanged a look, "Well sir, that's what she said." "And you believed her?" Tommy asked. The two men exchanged another look, "She was... " "Very convincing... " Tommy thought for a moment as the first man said, "Please sir... just meet her and I'm sure you will see what we mean... " "Hmm... " Tommy lowered his gun and put the safety on, "What's her name and where is she?" "Jenny Brown sir," The first man answered thankful the boss was giving them this chance to live, "Paldry and the doc are with her in the room at the end of the corridor." "Alright, wait right here." Tommy began walking in the direction of the sleeping quarters calling back over his shoulder, "If this is a waste of my time I'll kill you both." He walked to the indicated door and opened it. What he saw took his breath away. Laying there in the bed, hooked up to an IV and still clearly in alot of pain was a woman... or perhaps more accurately what was left of one. Her bald head was scarred with burns, both from heat and acid. One eye was gouged out and her left ear had been removed, obviously with something very blunt. No part of her skin was without a burn, bruise or scar. What little of her he could see above the sheet she lay under indicated to him that she had been tortured mercilessly. As he looked at her he felt... affinity. He felt like he was looking at himself but from a time gone by long ago. He was looking at someone that could understand his pain. He was looking at... A kindred spirit. Paldry and the doc saw him enter the room and silently stepped back away from the bed as he approached and knelt by the side of it, "Jenny?" Jenny managed to open her eyes and look to her right at the man that had just addressed her as he continued, "Ohhh... What have they done to you?" A single tear fell from Jennys eye. Tommy looked into her eyes, "You don't know me but... You know my pain... And I know yours. They did the same to me. It was my men that got you out and brought you here. We can help you. In fact, I think we can help each other." Jenny was barely able to speak in a whisper, "...H...How?" "I have a plan Jenny." He took her hand in his ever so gently so as to not cause her more pain to her recently reset broken fingers, "I am going to destroy them. We are going to destroy them," He indicated to the others in the room, "We are going to annihilate them. Wipe them from the face of the earth. We are going to send every single last motherfucking one of them to hell!" He leaned forward, "Will you help us do that Jenny?" Jenny gathered all the strength she had in her to hiss her answer to the question with the burning fury she felt inside, "Yessssssss!" Tommy smiled as he recognised in her eyes the same burning hatred he felt himself, "Good." She really was his kindred spirit. AUTHORS NOTE: Hi all. First of all please accept my apologies for the delay. I know I have never explicitly said I will try to get out a chapter a week but that was kind of implied since I did manage to keep to it for a while... kinda. Anyway IRL circumstances are such that I don't have as much time to write right now plus it didn't help that this chapter is one of the longer ones. Life can blindside you from time to time you know? I do hope it was worth the wait and as always thank you for reading and your continued support for myself and of course the number one alternative erotica site in the world Nifty. http://donate.nifty.org/