Date: Sat, 31 May 2014 08:27:26 -0000
From: elyvan@mailtor.net
Subject: Diamond In The Rough - 5

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Author's Note --  This chapter ends with a bit of a cliff hanger. Feel free
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WARNING -- This first part of this chapter deals with the repercussions of
Juri's dream from last chapter, so the same warning applies as it again
alludes to (but does not depict) a rape and a death.

Characters:
Juri -- 9 years old, 4'0"[1.2m], 50lbs.[21.7kg],  50# [22.7kg], short and
skinny for his age, messy brown hair, bright blue eyes, small cute nose,
full red lips.

Denis -- 15 years old, 5'8" [1.7m], 145lbs.[66kg], average build, just a
hint of baby fat still, shaggy light brown hair with natural blond
sun-bleached highlights that hangs down to eyes, over his ears and just
reaches his color. Hazel eyes, small mouth with thin lips.

Martin -- 42 years old, 5'10" [1.8m], 155lbs. [70kg], short brown hair,
beard with just a hint of gray,  green eyes, strong jaw, thin nose,
moderate body hair, decent shape, defined muscles without being bulky.

Diamond In The Rough -- 5

	Denis and Martin were both woken up by Juri thrashing about in his sleep
and screaming. "NO! HELP MAMA! HELP!"  the small boy screamed out in his
sleep.

	Denis shook Juri, "Juri wake up. Wake up, it's just a dream. You're
okay." Juri was covered in sweat, and Denis could smell that the boy's
diaper was full.

	Juri was terrified when he woke up, and confusion quickly joined the mix
of emotions he was experiencing. He saw Denis lying next to him and
grabbed hold of the older boy, wrapping his arms around his neck and
sobbing into his chest.

	"You're okay Juri, it was just a dream. You are safe here," repeated
Denis as he held the sobbing  boy against his chest. Martin asked what
was wrong and Denis told him that Juri had a nightmare, and he had said
something about his mother. Denis ran his hand over the back of Juri's
head trying to sooth the boy. "What happened Juri? Was it your mother?"
asked Denis.

	The details of the nightmare were fading quickly from Juri's
consciousness, "There was a man; he and Mama argued. He gave her drugs.
He did something to me; I can't remember anything else," What he did
remember was that he woke up in the hospital the next day and they told
him that his mother was dead. She'd taken too much heroin, passed out on
her back, and died.

	Denis told Martin what Juri had been yelling and what he remembered of
the nightmare. Martin reached over and wrapped Denis and Juri up into a
hug. Denis expected Juri to pull away since he had just described a man
doing something to him, but Juri had the opposite reaction; he leaned
into Martin and rested his head on the man's shoulder. Martin held the
boys for a couple minutes, letting Juri calm down. "Denis, take Juri and
clean him up. I'll go make breakfast. We can skip the blow jobs this
morning," said Martin as he released the boys. He got out of bed and put
on a pair of thin blue nylon running shorts then went downstairs.

	Martin picked up his laptop from his desk on the way out of the room.
When he got to the kitchen, he set it down on the counter and turned it
on. He pulled up Juri's file and brought up the page of the police report
regarding his mother's death. He read through it again to confirm he
remembered the details right. He took a few deep breaths, letting his
anger dissipate, then started fixing some bacon, eggs, and toast for
himself and the boys. He was done with everything but the eggs when Denis
came into the kitchen with Juri. Denis had put on his own pair of running
shorts, except his were green. Juri was wearing a pair of Iron Man briefs
with a matching t-shirt.

	"Denis, I want you to read the police report that is part of Juri's file
that we got at the orphanage. The director of the orphanage read it to
Anna and me while you were with Juri in the rec room. It might shed some
light on Juri's nightmare," said Martin as he went over and picked Juri
up and set him down on the counter next to where he was cooking the eggs.
He handed Juri a spatula and made a stirring motion then pointed at the
eggs.

	Denis went over to the laptop and read the police report, which was in
Ukrainian. The police received an anonymous call reporting that someone
had broken into an apartment. When they arrived the door was closed, but
unlocked. There was no answer when they knocked, so they opened it to
look inside and saw a women lying on the floor on her back with vomit on
her face and in her mouth. She was dead. They found Juri naked on the
floor about four feet away. He was mumbling something and appeared to be
trying to crawl towards his mother, but was have difficulty talking and
moving. There was a note later in the file that medical tests indicated
that Juri had been drugged with Ketamine. The police concluded that the
death was accidental and that Juri's mother had traded the boy's ass for
the heroin that ended up killing her. The police interviewed everyone in
the building, but no one was willing to admit to hearing, seeing, or
knowing anything.

	"Fuck, this is horrible, the poor little guy. Why didn't you show me this
earlier?" asked Denis.

	"I'm showing it to you now because you need to know it now. The director
told us that Juri visited a psychologist shortly afterwards. The
psychologist said that Juri had no memory of the events and had likely
been unconscious during the ordeal. But I suspect from what you said
about his nightmare, that he was conscious and has suppressed the memory.
It is likely part of the reason why he reacts so badly to being left
alone or feeling like he is being abandoned. I know it will put a dent in
your social life, but I don't want you leaving him alone for awhile and
that's an order," said Martin.

	"Yes, Sir," answered Denis, a hint of anger in his voice. "Are there any
other adjustments you want me to make in his training because of this?"

	"I'd avoid putting him in positions where he is helpless or unable to
move. I suspect he would not react well to that, plus it could trigger
some of his repressed memories. I've been letting you take the lead with
him because it appears he had a bad experience with a man when he was
very young. The benefit for you is that it gives you a head start over
your brother and me in trying to claim him. You know when Paul gets here
he is going to try to take Juri from you since he still does not have a
Boy of his own. So you might want to claim Juri before Paul gets back
from college next week," said Martin as he helped Juri with the eggs.

	"Yes, Dad," spat Denis.

	"Okay, what the hell is with your attitude this morning Boy? Tell me,"
ordered Martin.

	Denis glared at his father. "You knew about this when you pulled that
bullshit in the airport bathroom about how we had been caught on cameras
in the hotel room, and they were going to take him away and arrest me.
Why? Why put him through that if you knew he had abandonment issues? It
was cruel to torture Juri like that," growled Denis, his anger at being
ordered to help make Juri have a meltdown at the airport finally spilling
out. Juri noticed that Denis was upset and yelling at their father. He
started to worry that it was because of something he did.

	Martin's voice was calm but firm as he answered Denis, "Everything I do
is for a reason, some of those reasons I am not going to share with you.
You wanted the opportunity to train a boy of your own and I've given you
one. But until you prove to me you are ready to be in charge, you and he
are both still mine. Now calm the fuck down; you're scaring your brother.
Go set the table while we finish the eggs." He turned back to Juri and
smiled at the boy to let him know that everything was alright.

	After breakfast, Denis cleaned up the kitchen while Martin had Juri
remove his t-shirt so he could give him his HGH shot. That was followed
by some vitamins and a small dose of Ritalin so that Juri would be able
to focus on his morning language lessons. Martin then spent the morning
upstairs working on his laptop in his room, while Denis worked with Juri
on his English lessons downstairs in the den.

	The two boys sat next to each other on one of the leather couches in the
den. Juri was wearing just his briefs and Denis just his flimsy green
running shorts. While Juri worked through the lessons on his iPad, Denis
passed the time using his phone to Snapchat his friends. Denis was
officially being home schooled and had already completed all the work for
his freshman year of high school, but his friends were still in school
for another two weeks.

	Denis sighed as he saw a message from Steve asking if he wanted to play
video games sometime this week after school. Playing "video games" or
"VGs" was their code for getting together to fool around and have sex.
Steve was a cute red-headed boy that Denis first seduced when Steve was
ten and Denis was thirteen. Denis let Steve know that this week wouldn't
work as he was bonding with his new brother, but that maybe next week he
could get away, although he would probably have to bring Juri with him.
He took a pic of Juri and snapped it to Steve.

	"If u bro play VGs with us, that kewl" came Steve's reply. The thought of
playing with Juri and Steve at the same time turned Denis on. He had
spent so much time being the bottom boy that having two younger boys
doing whatever he wanted appealed to him.

	"K, next week, u me bro, trip to the Rocks then VGs," replied Denis. The
Rocks was an out of the way gay nude 'beach' along a small pond a short
way out of town. There was a very small gravel beach on a long narrow
pond with a rock cliff across from the beach. Denis liked to take Steve
there and show off with him in front of the gay men that happened to be
there sunbathing or cruising for sex.

	Steve replied by sending a pic of himself fingering his ass with the
caption, "Can't wait!" Denis's cock got a little plumper as he looked at
the picture for the ten seconds it was available before it deleted
itself. He knew the tricks about how to grab a screen-shot to save it,
but his father had a very firm rule that he was not to save any naked
pictures on his phone and he was to never take or send any naked photos
of himself, his brothers, or any family members to anyone, ever.

	Juri could tell that Denis was more interested in whatever was happening
on his phone than he was in helping him with his lesson. He saw Denis
reach down and grab his crotch, adjusting his cock inside his nylon
shorts so that it rested on his hip instead of sticking out of one of the
legs. Juri  watched Denis's cock slowly getting hard underneath the green
fabric.  When Denis took his hand away, Juri set his iPad down, reached
over, and rubbed his fingers along the length of Denis's cock. The nylon
fabric was smooth and he could feel the heat of the teen's cock through
the thin material.

	Denis let out a moan as Juri started feeling him up. He was glad to see
Juri showing some initiative. He set his phone down, leaned back against
the couch and spread his legs. His cock got hard and obscenely tented his
shorts.

	Juri looked up at Denis and practiced some of his English, "I suck you?"

	"Yes, suck me," answered Denis. He turned and lay down on the couch,
stretching out. He grabbed one of Juri's legs and pulled the boy on top
of him, so Juri's ass was up by his face, and Juri's face was next his
dick. "Lick it Juri," he ordered.

	Juri stuck out his tongue and licked Denis's shorts where the head of
Denis's dick was tenting the nylon. Denis ran his hands over Juri's
cotton covered ass cheeks. He slipped his fingers underneath the material
and brushed his fingertips across Juri's asshole. Juri reached his little
hand underneath the waistband of Denis's shorts and tried to free the
teen's hard seven inch cock, but the shorts were too tight. Denis let the
boy struggle to get at his cock for a minute before he finally raised his
hips and pulled his shorts down to his thighs.

	"Suck me Juri," said Denis. Juri remembered the cock sucking lesson from
the other day, so he licked around Denis's cock, getting it wet. Then he
used his hands to pull back the foreskin and ran his tongue over and
around the head. Denis pulled the crotch of Juri's underwear to one side,
exposing the boy's little pink hole, then he leaned forward and started
eating the little boy's ass.

	Juri moaned in pleasure as Denis's tongue once again created those
wonderful feelings in his asshole. He momentarily forgot about what he
was doing and just lay on top of Denis, enjoying himself. He was reminded
to get back to work when Denis grabbed him by the hair and pressed his
face against his cock. Juri wrapped his hands around the base of the
teen's cock and took the head into his mouth.

	Denis let go of Juri's hair, but left his hand on the back of the boy's
head. He gently ran his fingers through the boy's hair, messaging his
scalp as he started to slowly raise and lower his hips, fucking Juri's
mouth. He wet his index finger and started to work the tip into the boy's
ass while he used the rest of the hand to hold the boy's underwear to the
side. He flicked his tongue against Juri's taint as he worked his finger
into the boy's hole.

	Juri found it was much easier in this position to take more of Denis's
cock deeper into his mouth and throat. With his hands wrapped around the
base, he jacked Denis's cock in time with Denis thrusting the tip into
his mouth. At first he could only get the head and the first couple
inches in his mouth, but as he practiced relaxing his throat, he was able
to slowly take more and more of the seven inch cock.

	As Juri worked on taking more of Denis's cock down his throat, Denis
worked on getting his finger up Juri's ass. He pushed his finger in a
little bit, then pulled it out and spit on Juri's little puckered rosebud
before pushing his finger back in. Juri grunted and groaned as Denis
forced his finger all the way inside him.

	At first, Juri had rubbed Denis's cock and offered to suck him because he
didn't like it when Denis ignored him. But as Denis fucked this mouth and
the older boy fucked his ass with his finger, his own little cock started
to get hard and Juri realized that he enjoyed pleasing the older boy and
being used by him.

	Denis could feel Juri's hard little cock pressing against his chest. The
knowledge that Juri was getting off on being his little sex toy pushed
Denis over the edge. As he felt his orgasm approaching, he heeded his
father's advice about not restraining the boy too much, and resisted the
temptation to grab Juri's head to force the boy all the way down on his
cock. Instead he used his finger in Juri's ass and his other hand on
Juri's back to keep Juri from pulling back while he talked to Juri in
Ukrainian, "That's it Juri, suck my cock, oh yeah, you little slut, you
like being used. Your cock is hard because you want to  be my cum dump.
Keep my cock in your mouth while I shoot; get your reward for being such
a hot little fucker."

	Juri did as he was ordered and kept his lips wrapped around the head of
Denis's cock and his hands around the shaft as the teen shot his load
down his throat. He gagged and coughed but he did what Denis wanted; he
took the boy's load. Denis lay back and enjoyed his post orgasm bliss. He
smiled when he felt Juri licking his cock, making sure he got all of
Denis's sperm and semen.

	When Juri was finished cleaning his cock, Denis tugged on his arm, "Juri
turn around and kiss me." Juri eagerly did as Denis asked. He loved
kissing Denis. The two boy's kissed for a few minutes, Denis pressing his
tongue into Juri's mouth to enjoy the taste of his own cum. Then he
grabbed Juri's jaw and held the boy. "Here Juri, you need to clean this
off too," said Denis as he held up the finger that had been inside Juri's
ass.

	Juri hesitated. That finger had just been up his ass. He hadn't cleaned
his ass out beforehand this time. The finger had a pungent order. Denis
saw Juri's reaction and decided against forcing the boy, instead he took
his finger and put in his own mouth and sucked it clean. Denis sat up and
pulled up his shorts. He pulled Juri back into his lap and kissed the boy
on the top of the head. "Thank you for the blow job, Juri," he said in
English.

	"You welcome," replied Juri as he leaned back against his older brother.
He was happy that he could make his brother feel so good. He enjoyed
being held, it made him feel wanted. There was something though that had
been on his mind all morning and he finally got up the courage to ask
Denis about it. Since it was more than just a simple statement or
question, he had to use Ukrainian, "What were you and father arguing
about this morning before breakfast? Was it about me?"

	Denis considered what he wanted to say. He couldn't tell them what they
were really arguing about, but perhaps he could use this to give Juri a
little push towards giving up his ass. "I was angry at father because I
wanted to go play with my friend Steve tomorrow, but father said I
couldn't. He wants me to stay with you. He doesn't want you left alone,"
said Denis.

	"I'm sorry. We can play together," said Juri, disappointed that Denis
wanted to spend time with someone else.

	"Well, I was going to play the fucking game with Steve tomorrow, like
father played with me in bed last night. Sometimes I like to be the one
that gets to stick my dick inside a boy's ass. And now I can't, because I
have to spend tomorrow with you," said Denis, trying to sound upset about
it.

	Juri chewed on his bottom lip as he thought through what Denis was
telling him. He knew that Denis and his father were eventually going to
fuck him, and he had already made up his mind that he was okay with that,
but the thought of actually doing it still scared him. His ass was still
hurting a little bit from just having Denis's finger inside it; he knew
the boy's big cock would hurt a lot more.

	Juri squirmed around on Denis's lap until he was facing his brother.
Denis looked sad and Juri knew it was because of him. Juri loved Denis
and he wanted to make his brother happy, not sad. "I'm sorry father won't
let you play with your friend because of me. If you want, we can play the
fucking game tomorrow," offered Juri.

	"I don't know Juri, are you sure? It is going to hurt. Do you think you
are a big enough boy to handle the pain?" asked Denis skeptically.

	"Yes, I want you to fuck me. I don't care that it will hurt," said Juri.

	"Okay, if you are sure, tonight when we play with father before bed, I
want you to say 'fuck me Denis' in English. We need to get father's
permission before we fuck. Tonight, if you say you want me to fuck you,
I'll convince father to let us do it tomorrow. I love you Juri and I'm so
glad you love me too," said Denis. The two boys hugged, then Denis picked
up Juri's iPad and made the boy resume his English lessons.

	Denis helped Juri study for the rest of the morning. Their father came
down and made them all  sandwiches for lunch. Then he told them to go
outside and get some exercise. They changed into baggy shorts and
t-shirts, then Denis led Juri out to the shed. The shed was full of gear
for various sports and entertaining on the lawn, but most importantly for
right then, there were about a dozen bicycles of various sizes. Denis
first pulled out his bicycle, then he found one that was small enough for
Juri and got it out of the shed as well. Finally he grabbed helmets for
them both and they set off to bicycle around the island.

	There were lots of old carriage roads that were great for riding around
on mountain bikes. Denis and Juri had fun riding around with Denis acting
as tour guide, showing Juri some of the tourist spots. They stopped in
one of the harbor towns and got ice cream. While they were sitting on a
bench eating their ice cream, two teens rode by on their bikes and
stopped to talk to Denis. They were local boys that were a year older
than Denis.

	"Hey Denny, who's your little friend?" asked one of the boys, a blond
adonis named Chris. He was on the swim team at the high school and had a
crush on Denis, but was still in the closet, so hadn't acted on it.

	"Hey Chris. Hey Rick. This is my new brother Juri," said Denis. He then
turned to Juri and introduced his friends by pointing to each of them and
saying their names slowly for Juri.

	"He stupid or something?" asked Rick. Rick was a good looking sandy brown
haired teen, but unfortunately he lacked the social graces to not just
blurt out every stupid thought he had. He wasn't a bad guy; he just had
no filter.

	Chris punched Rick in the shoulder, "Not cool man."

	"He is still learning English, but I've taught him enough to talk to
people like you Rick," said Denis. He turned to Juri and spoke to him in
Ukrainian, "Chris is cool but Rick is an asshole. I want you to tell Rick
in English what we do to an asshole."

	Juri giggled and looked over at Rick, "Fuck asshole." Chris, Denis, and
even Rick busted up laughing.

	"Hey Den, there's a party at Jan's house on Friday night. Shoot me a text
if you're interested in coming," said Chris.

	"I don't know, I'll check with my dad, but I don't think I can make it.
Family bonding and all that," explained Denis.

	The four boys hung out for a bit longer talking. Rick filled Denis in on
the last week of local gossip, while Chris asked Juri simple questions in
English which Juri was able to answer, like where he was from, how old he
was, and stuff like that. Denis had to help with a few questions but for
the most part Juri was able to understand and answer the Chris's
questions.

	Unfortunately Denis wasn't paying attention to the time and when Rick and
Chris left, he realized that he and Juri were going to be late getting
home for dinner. They raced home on their bikes as Denis explained to
Juri that their father always served dinner promptly at six. They need to
be showered, dressed, and at the table on time or they would be in
trouble. They arrived a couple of minutes after six and ran upstairs,
showered as quickly as they could, then threw on shorts and t-shirts.
When they ran into the kitchen, their father was already sitting at the
table eating. It was 6:15.

	"You're late. We'll discuss your punishment later tonight before bed.
Your plates are in the oven keeping warm," said Martin calmly.

	"Yes Sir," said Denis. He got his and Juri's plates out of the oven and
set them on the table. Juri was worried that they were in trouble for
being late, but Denis quickly explained that father would talk to them
about it later tonight and not to worry about it.

	As they ate, Denis helped Juri practice his English by having he boy tell
their father as much about their bike ride as he could with his limited
vocabulary. Since the boys had ice cream in the afternoon, they did not
get any desert after dinner. They cleared the table and did the dishes,
then joined their father in the den. They all played Rock Band together
for a couple hours until Martin told the boys to go get cleaned up for
their punishment and their 'treatments'.

	Once they had rinsed themselves out, Denis and Juri went to their
father's room. Martin was sitting on the end of the bed naked. "Do you
know what you did wrong?" asked Martin.

	"Yes Sir. We were late for dinner. We don't have a good excuse, and we
didn't call or text to let you know we were going to be late. It was my
fault, Sir. I'm sorry," said Denis. He then translated what he and his
father said for Juri.

	"Sorry Daddy," said Juri.

	Martin spoke to Denis, "You know the rules and you are responsible for
making sure Juri knows them too. You were both fifteen minutes late for
dinner, so you will both receive fifteen swats on your bare asses. Juri
is not in trouble for failing to call or text; I haven't given him a
cellphone yet, so I can't blame him not contacting me. But you do have a
phone and you know better, so your swats will be with the paddle. Also
since I've made you responsible for Juri, you will be responsible for his
administering his punishment."

	Denis again translated what his father said so Juri would know what was
going on. Juri thought it was a unfair that he was going to get punished
for being late when he didn't even have a watch or way to tell time, and
Denis had never even told him about the dinner time rule, but he did not
vocalize his complaints. He was used to spankings from the orphanage and
they had often seemed arbitrary there as well.

	Martin got up from the bed to allow Denis to sit down. "If you go easy on
him, it will increase the severity of your own punishment," warned
Martin.

	Denis nodded and sat down on the bed, motioning for Juri to come over to
him. He explained to Juri what he was going to do, "Juri, father has
given me the responsibility of punishing you. If I go easy on you, he
will increase my own punishment. Now I have to give you fifteen swats for
being fifteen minutes late for dinner, so lay down on my lap and count
them out, in English so father can understand and after you say the
number, say 'Sorry sir'. Do you understand?" asked Denis.

	Juri nodded. He crawled up on the bed and laid across Denis's lap. Denis
ran his hand lightly across the nine-year-old boy's tiny ass; his hand
was large enough that he would be able to slap both cheeks at once.
"Ready?" he asked.

	"Yes," said Juri in English. Denis raised his hand and gave Juri a very
light slap on ass. Juri was so surprised by the soft blow at first that
he forgot to count and say sorry right away, but quickly  remembered,
"One. Sorry sir."

	Denis proceeded to give the boy his fifteen swats, slightly increasing
the strength of each one, but never hitting the boy hard enough to hurt
him. Juri was confused but continued to count them out, saying he was
sorry after each one. When he was done, Denis pushed Juri off his lap and
had the boy stand in front of him. Juri gave Denis a questioning look as
he didn't understand why Denis had gone easy on him.

	Denis spoke in Ukrainian as he didn't want his father to know what he was
saying to Juri, "Part of being my Boy means it is my job to protect you.
It was my fault you were late and you don't deserve to be punished for my
mistake, I do. Since you are going to suffer some pain tomorrow to be my
Boy, it is only fair that I suffer some pain tonight in order to protect
my Boy from my mistake." He then reached over and hugged Juri.

	While Denis was talking to Juri, Martin went over to the dresser and took
a wooden paddle out of the top draw. He was very proud of what Denis had
just done and he almost felt guilty about what he was planning on doing.
He returned to where Denis and Juri were hugging and looked down at
Denis. "Since you did not give your brother fifteen adequate swats, you
will receive fifteen more for a total of thirty. Assume the position,"
ordered Martin.

	"Yes sir," said Denis. He released Juri and stood up. He turned around,
facing away from his father and put his hands on top of his head.

	Martin motioned for Juri to step back, then he stood off to Denis's side.
"I'm not going to make you or Juri count these since I am not going to go
easy on your and you will not need more than thirty strokes to remember
this lesson. But you will say you are sorry after each one," said Martin.
He then quickly slapped the boy's ass with the paddle before Denis could
mentally prepare himself the blow.

	Denis gasped; it stung and his father had barely put any effort into the
stroke. "Sorry Sir," he said. Martin started the next stroke as soon as
Denis began to apologize. The second blow was a little harder than the
first one. Martin slowly increased the force of each blow. As the strokes
got harder, he   gave Denis more time to recover. The boy's ass was
bright red after ten strokes.

	Martin paused after the twentieth stroke, letting Denis catch his breath,
as the boy was breathing heavily. Dark purple bruises were starting to
appear in the middle of his red ass cheeks. Martin reached over and
stroked Denis's cock. It had been awhile since Denis had received a
paddling, and this one was much harder than he had received before, but
still, the teen's cock quickly responded and grew hard.

	The last ten blows were hard enough to cause Denis to move his feet to
keep from falling. Between each one, Martin would pause, stroking and
teasing the boy's cock, keeping him erect throughout the ordeal. Juri was
amazed by the scene in front of him. From his vantage point, he could see
Denis's cock actually twitch and throb when the paddle struck his ass.
Part of Juri felt guilty that Denis was being paddled more because he
took it easy on him, but another part of him loved Denis even more for
being willing to take this beating in order to protect him.

	When Martin had delivered the thirtieth blow, he set the paddle down and
hugged Denis. He ran his hands up and down the teen's back. "I am proud
of you son. You acted like a man tonight and not a boy," said Martin, "I
didn't hold back and if you need some time to recover, I'll understand
and not fuck  you tonight."

	Denis ground his hard cock into his father's hip, "No, Daddy, please fuck
me now. I need it bad."

	Martin grabbed the sides of Denis's head and kissed the boy hard on the
lips. He chewed on the boy's lips as Denis moaned into his mouth. He
broke the kiss then pushed Denis down onto the bed. He looked over at
Juri as he pointed at the bottle of lube on the nightstand, "Juri lube."

	Juri ran over and fetched the bottle of lube. When he got to his father,
the man pointed at his cock which was semi-hard, "Juri lube Daddy." Juri
understood what he wanted. He set the lube down on the floor and squirted
some out into his hands then brought them to his father's cock and used
both hands to cover it with the lube.

	While this was happening, Denis was lying on the bed begging, "fuck me,
please fuck me. Shove that cock up my ass and claim me again Daddy. I'm
your Boy." By the time Juri finished coating Martin's cock with lube, it
had grown to its full nine inches. Martin got onto the bed behind Denis
and lined up his dick with the boy's hole. The teen's ass was black and
blue, but the hole made a nice pink target.

	Martin intended to enter Denis slowly, but the teen had other ideas. Once
he felt the head of the man's cock start to open up his ass, Denis pushed
his ass back onto this adopted father's cock. Finally understanding the
depth of Denis's need, Martin pressed his full weight down onto the boy
and buried his cock to the hilt.

	"ARRGGGHHH," screamed Denis in a mix of pleasure and pain. The boy was
high on Endorphins and was flying. Juri stood at the edge of the bed,
jacking his little cock in one hand and rubbing his asshole with his
other hand. He watched Denis getting fucked hard by their father. The
older boy was crying out and screaming for more, begging to be fucked
harder.

	Denis did not last long. "I'M CUMMING!" he cried as he shot his load into
the bed, unable to stop himself and not carrying if was wasted.

	Watching the intense fucking was making Juri horny. The little boy had
often gone along with whatever Denis and Martin wanted because he wanted
to please them. Playing with them occasionally let to them giving him an
orgasm which was nice, but now for the first time he felt desire building
inside of him. His body was telling him it needed to experience that
special feeling. He wanted to be a Boy, he wanted to claimed and fucked,
even if it might hurt. Remembering what he had talked about with Denis
earlier, Juri spoke up, "Denis fuck Juri?"

	Denis was barely conscious and didn't hear Juri. He was enjoying the
combination of the lingering runner's high and his own orgasm, his
father's cock still buried in his ass and the man's weight pinning him to
the bed. He did hear Martin answer to Juri, "Denis tired. Juri want Daddy
fuck Juri?"

	Six years earlier it had been Denis standing at the foot of the bed
jacking his cock as Paul lay pinned to the bed underneath Martin as the
man said "Pavlo tired. Denis want Daddy fuck Denis?" It had taken Paul
longer to get Denis to the point where he was willing to get fucked, than
it had take Denis with Juri, but they were now in the same position. Paul
had told Denis that if he would let him fuck him that he would become his
Boy, just as Paul was Daddy's Boy.

	Nine year old Denis had been scared of Martin's thick nine inch cock and
had finally agreed to let Paul fuck him because the fifteen-year-old
boy's dick was four inches and half as thick as their father's monster
cock. In the two weeks Denis had been with his new family, he had come to
the realize that he was going to get fucked by both his older brother and
his father, so he figured that he might as well ease his way into it by
starting with Paul. But now he wanted to get fucked; he wanted to
experience what Paul had just experienced. He wanted to be Daddy's Boy,
not his brother's Boy. "Daddy fuck Denis," he replied.

	As Denis lay under his father, remembering when he had chosen to be
Daddy's Boy and not Paul's, he realized that, while his father had
promised to give him the first opportunity to claim Juri as his, Martin
had played Denis and manipulated him and Juri into the exact same
situation that he and Paul had faced six years ago. Denis turned and
looked at Juri. The small boy had one hand on his little three inch cock
and his other hand on his ass, his own finger inside the hole. Denis
could see the lust in the boy's eyes as Juri looked first at him and then
at their father, trying to decide the answer to the question Denis had
faced six years ago.