The Pervert And The Virgin – Part Four

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“Adam,” I called out.

“1201” he shouted out in unison. “Set in down in the kitchen while I make space on the table.”

“Dude you're naked,” laughed Adam aka 1201. “And very, cute.”

“Would you like me to get dressed?”

“No, I want something cute to stare at through dinner. Now if you asked if the old geezer behind you should put some clothes on...”

“Think carefully about how you finish that statement. We have a spanking request to attend to.”

“Before I was interrupted, I was going to say if he was also naked through dinner my eyes would be overwhelmed by too much, hot naked flesh.”

“Do we believe him?” I asked my new lover.

“Well, I can't see him risking lying when you owe him a spanking. Yes, we believe him.”

“That's settled then,” I said swatting 1201 on the butt as he turned towards the kitchen. “That's for not closing the door.”

“I'll get it,” he said totally unconcerned about his nudity. “Would you please call my mom while we set up dinner?”

“Sure, I'll take care of it for the initial fee of a kiss.”

Once payment had been made I headed off to the office to make the call. A quick text uncovered 1201's mom didn't have any plans tonight. Yes. She'd love to make a new friend and have a girls night out at the movies. I then called to reassure his mom I was perfectly happy to babysit him until Sunday morning. She was happy to enjoy a girls night with another single mom especially if their sons were going to be spending time together. Although neither of us mentioned it this would also give her the opportunity to learn more about me. I passed on the phone number and begged forgiveness for cutting our chat short but it wasn't a good idea to leave the two boys alone with the pizza for too long.

“The two of you are all mine,” I happily announced. “Now would somebody be so kind as to explain what is going on?”

“Don't look at me,” 1201 said. “He insisted I join you guys even though it is your first night together. I'll leave if you want.”

“Let's hear him out. A brazen nudist he might be but he does have a couple of gray cells that seem to be working.”

“A couple?” he said indignantly. “Only a couple? Not a few?”

“Well, it seems some of them are taking a break considering who you chose for a lover when you could have your pick of any pervert in town.”

“Do you have any regrets choosing him for your arrangement, 1201?”

“No, he is just perfect and I'm not saying that in the hopes he'll go lighter when he spanks me. I know he won't shirk his side of the bargain.”

“Seems my little gray cells, all few of them, seem to be working just fine.” he said in a serious tone. “You, sir, seem to have a few not working because you seem to be determined to ensure that the payback I promised you is especially memorable. 1201 has been on the receiving end of enough spankings to have quite a bit to contribute.”

“Payback?” Adam asked.

“I'll tell you later. First let me share my plans for tonight. Between the two of us we ought to be able to get him to go along. He admitted earlier he couldn't deny me anything.”

“Huh,” snorted Adam around his mouthful of pizza. “I knew that before you came over today. Bet his housekeeper knew as well.”

“Did she?” he asked me.

“Absolutely. Why do you think she chose the bedding that was a wedding gift? I knew as well after my session with the Reminder but couldn't admit to it until this afternoon.”

“You were married? We can chat about that another day. Today is a very special day for me. After you'd had your wicked way with me you fell asleep but I was too full of emotion to sleep. I thought about your agreement with 1201 and didn't want him getting into trouble because I caused a delay in his spanking. So I thought if I said I wanted to spend time with a friend from school Mom would be happy to agree. Now I won't feel bad about delaying the spanking.”

“Wow! Thanks, dude, for thinking of me on your special day.”

“You are aware of what usually follows the spanking aren't you?” I asked carefully.

“You haven't told me but I guess it involves sex. I asked myself if I'd be OK with you spanking 1201 if it meant you would be fucking him afterward before going ahead with my plan. Of course I may feel jealous but you guys are the ones I'd like to help me through it. The sooner I learn how to deal with it the better. Besides I have much more planned but it is a surprise for the two of you.”

The first round of pizza and soda was coming to an end. We decided it would be best to save some for after the spanking.

“Adam, why don't you go show him how to set up the playroom?”

“Any special instructions?” Adam asked.

“No. Tonight is a special night so to celebrate I'll let you choose how you want it set up. You can even choose what I will use to spank you.”

“Really? You're not kidding.”

“I'm in a generous mood and you can thank him for it.” I said smiling at him. “Now off you go. I want it ready to go when I am done clearing the table and loading the dishwasher.”

There was a limit to how quickly they could get the room arranged. Two of them doing the arranging would speed it up but Adam would need time to choose between his favorite implements. Then I had to consider the promised surprise might cause a delay in them getting things ready. Resigning myself to more exquisite torture I took longer than usual clearing the table. When I got upstairs there were two naked boys waiting for me by the closed door of the playroom.

“Finally,” he said in greeting. “I thought we'd have to call out a rescue team. Can you imagine the response when they found out my lover was three times my age?”

“Glad I spared us from such a fate. Now the two of you naked outside the playroom is indeed a lovely surprise but I believe there might be more you want to share.”

“Speaking of sharing,” he said brightly “1201 has agreed to let me watch him being spanked but only if you approve.”

“The entire process, Adam?” I asked. He nodded his agreement. “As long as you agree it will always be OK with me. There are some conditions though. I'll explain them when I see how you've set the room up for your spanking. Stocks?”

“Told you he'd guess,” Adam told his new friend. “What implement?”

“Your birthday paddle. The oak one with holes.”

“Thank you,” he said surprising me with a hug. “I just won two requests.”

Glancing over Adam's head it didn't surprise me when my gaze was met with a wink and a smile. Somebody wasn't in the least bit upset about losing the bet. This made it important to lay down some ground rules tonight. The spanking would provide the perfect opportunity. Another surprise was the presence of the video camera from the bedroom in the corner of the playroom. My two budding pron video producers had turned the mirror above the altar lengthways so the camera would capture the reflection of the spanking while filming his spanking from the front. The pile of cushions in front of the cupboard was a clear indication of where my sexy observer would sit.

“The cushions need to go,” I instructed firmly. “Adam get a spreader bar and two short straps for me, please.”

After the cushions had been moved to the other side of the room I reached into the closet for the small stocks. Adam gasped softly when he saw what I was holding.

“Please tell me that's not for me?” he asked me with a worried look.

“Have you done anything to deserve it? I thought this was just a maintenance spanking.”

“Yes, it is. You know I'd tell you if it were more.”

“Relax. I trust you. This is for him. He expressed a little confusion about this device during our tour. I thought he ought to get to know it better. Now seems like the perfect time.”

“Is it really that bad?” he asked 1201. “Seems like it may be a little uncomfortable at first but I'll get used to it.”

“Let me know how you did it if you do. I don't know how to explain it so you'll just have to experience it. All I can say is it is mandatory at every punishment spanking. I hate it.”

“Adam, get settled in the stocks so I can gauge where our guest will be standing.” I instructed as I turned on the video camera. “Gods you look so sexy in those things and judging by his twitching cock our horny guest agrees. Young sir if you'd be good enough to place your lovely body at my disposal once again I'd like you to step closer.”

“Only once?” he sniffed as he took up his position. “What do I have to do for twice or thrice again? Grovel?”

“Between the two of you I'm certain you'll find away to shift the emphasis from once to again and again and again.” I told him as I knelt down to secure the spreader bar behind his ankles. Looking up at how tightly spreading his feet had pressed his ass cheeks together I was glad Adam was the one about to be fucked. I'd have been hard pressed to get a feather between those cheeks. Lovely, oh so lovely I thought letting my hands roam up the back of his legs.

“You know if your hands reach my ass 1201 will be lucky to get his spanking before sunrise. I'll bet one hundred free requests you will spend all the time we are apart trying to figure out how you could live with your hands fondling my ass all the time.” This comment caused Adam to burst out laughing.

“Careful,” I warned “you're spanking hasn't begun yet.”

“Huh, 1201 and I know you are too honorable to spank him harder because the truth caused him to laugh. Get those hands down, sir. I can feel the tips of your fingers touching my cheeks.”

“Bullies and wise asses,” I grumbled reluctantly lowering my hands to secure the spreader bar to the O-ring in the floor.

“Don't forget the cute asses,” he told me eliciting another snort from Adam.

“Too cute for my own good,” I said as I folded his arms behind his back. I placed his left arm on top of his right arm and wrapped quickly secured them with the straps. Now for the moment I was truly looking forward to in the securing of my lover. Reaching between his legs I slowly drew his nuts down and back through his legs. Adam's eyes were fixed on those cute little nuts as they slowly sunk down and back. In sharp contrast to how long it took to get them in position I quickly slammed the stocks shut around his balls. Even with his legs spread the stocks were wide enough to lock against the back of his thighs. A few more minutes were spent on my knees behind him softly licking those captured treasures.

“Oh, yes, I think I am beginning to get the idea,” he shared with us. From my position behind him I missed the wink he gave Adam. I attached a couple of leather cuffs to his wrist that were on the end of a long chain. This I secured to a ring in the ceiling. Now he was held tightly in position from above and below.

“You guys are way too close,” I decided. Taking Adam by his hips I pulled him backwards a few feet. The stocks were attached to the same hook in the ceiling as the manacles but the lower cable I threaded between his legs to an o-ring behind him. This would prevent the force of the paddle from knocking him forward. Another reason I preferred cables to a rigid wooden center pole and base. The close up view he had gotten of my young lover's cock and balls had gotten Adam quite aroused. “We can't have you cumming before I'm ready so why don't I slip this little ring around your cute cock. That's much better.

Now for some ground rules. We can add more or refine them later but there are a few things I'm going to insist on if you guys want to enjoy sex together. The most important is you have to experience something with me first. Whenever possible you will allow me to watch you guys at play with each other or with other friends. All of us are going to mess around with other boys so we will need to choose wisely. Stay away from sickly boys or drug addicts or any other unhealthy dynamics. I love you guys too much to let anybody abuse you in the slightest. Although I'd most likely be able to repair the damage somebody did to you there will be no way to repair the damage I inflict upon them. You can get unrestricted free will from god but I am imposing this limit. Quite obviously I am not god.”

“About the same age though,” he quipped causing Adam to snort in his bonds.

“Really?” I asked doing my best to look mean.

“No, I was wrong,” he said.

“Oh, thank you soooo much,” I told him with my hand idly stroking Adam's taut cheek.

“God is much younger,” he said causing the two of them burst into laughter.

“I give up,” I said admitting defeat. The problem with choosing bright lovers is having to endure such indignities. A pity the heart always gets to override the brain in matters of love.

“You'll have to forgive him, 1201,” he continued. “Rather than the wisdom of the ages our most revered father has been given enough forgetfulness to last ages. He seems to be having so much fun running his hand over your ass he has quite forgotten you are waiting for your spanking. I suppose if he keeps you naked in the stocks you won't get into trouble. The problem is I am getting extremely horny in anticipation.”

“You might not be as impatient if you were in my position,” Adam told him.

“Nonsense. You can't tell me you wouldn't let him spank you twice a day just so he'd fuck you?”

“I can. I'd take three spankings a day if it meant a fucking each time.”

“Damn, you're as hungry for his cock as I am. We may end up killing him before church on Sunday. I don't think he'd mind.”

“Do you really think we could kill him by then?”

“We haven't got anything to lose so let's give it a try. Deal?”

“Deal!”

“Ahem, are you two quite finished?” I interjected.

“Let me check.” he said. “1201 are we quite done?”

“I believe we are,” Adam said trying to keep a straight face but failing miserably.

“Yes, sir, we are quite finished. Now if you would be so kind as to let the spanking begin we would be so very grateful.”

“All I was waiting for was your permission. Proof of your gratitude will be required later.”

“I'm pretty certain 1201 and I will be able to come up with something although looking at the three of us it seems some things are already up. Go ahead, sir. Flog that cute boy's butt!”

Keeping my gaze locked on his I took him by surprise with the speed of the first flurry of blows. Adam knew I always began by warming his ass with my hand. No doubt he was expecting me to reach out for the paddle. I watched his eyes widen in surprise. Got you I thought smugly taking some pleasure in return for his teasing. Yes, I enjoyed the banter and teasing but he'll never know unless he happens to read this account. OK, yes you're right. He could just ask. I broke our gaze to concentrate on the task at hand beneath my hand.

Center, upper portion, lower portion, center, lower portion, upper portion, center, upper portion was the established pattern of chastisement. I'd interrupt this pattern at random intervals just to keep him from relaxing into the rhythm of the spanking. Despite this just being a warm up the force of the blows had steadily increased to the point of eliciting gasps of pain from him. The fingertips of my left hand rested lightly between his shoulders as my right hand set about warming his ass. When I reached for the paddle his ass was red from the top of his cheeks down to the top of his thighs. Such a glow would have caused many people to think he had been sufficiently spanked and called an end to the punishment. I knew him well enough to know he needed more.

Concentrating fully on my task I reminded myself I would be able to watch both boys' reactions to events in the video. The crack of the paddle caused both boys to cry out. One in surprise and one in pain. His body had started to tremble slightly. This I knew was the signal that tears were imminent. Holding back the tears put an added stress on the body and the closer he got to crying the more stress he would fight the inevitable. I knew there would come a day when he went through a spanking without resisting. How I longed for this day to arrive and make it easier on his body. We'd have to find another form of maintenance when this happened because spankings would lose their threat value.

Right now I dealt with him right where he was on all levels. I could feel the heat from his blistered ass when the paddle rested after delivering its chastisement. Focusing my awareness on each blow I got to relish the anticipation as I held the paddle up; felt the exhilaration of the free-swinging arm motion as the paddle swooped towards that gorgeous butt and the erotic rush of not only being in control but inflicting pain on a willing victim. Between spankings I could mull on the necessity of it and the idea of it being a maintenance spanking but just as he reached the point where tears couldn't be held back so the adrenaline kicked in and I experienced the sexual pleasure of being in such a dominant position over another person. The best of intentions were always lost beneath the onrushing wave of lust before his spanking was done.

Tears were streaming down his cheeks. I'd been so caught up in paddling his ass I'd missed the moment. Soon it would be time to starting easing up but only when we both were certain he'd released any lingering desire to berate himself for being a bad person. My honesty had forced me long ago to admit I couldn't have given him what he needed if it weren't for the sexual energy coursing through me. The thought of fucking him as his body shook with his sobs drove me wild. I'd reach the point where I knew I had to stop or I'd hurt him. This was a line I could never cross. I would never cross. A line not drawn in sand but etched in solid granite. And I was standing at that mark right now. Gathering my will I fought my desire to continue. Gritting my teeth I slowly, deliberately and consciously faced the demons within as I gently set the paddle aside.

Leaning over him as I lubed his hole I whispered very, very quietly into his ear. He nodded his head. A soft “Yes, please.” and I reached behind me to unhook the cable. Now I had my hands on his hips to guide him forward. Standing beneath the hook on the ceiling I drew in the slack from his new position with his face in the groin of my lover. Following my whispered commands he let the tip of his tongue run lightly over a straining cock.

Reaching down to the stock imprisoning two sweaty nuts I whispered, equally as quietly, in his ears. Another gentle “Yes, please.” and I snapped the stocks open. A hiss of relief from between his teeth. Adam was close enough to manage without the assistance of any hands. Without another word I walked back and swiftly thrust up into the cherry red object of my desires. Our long, lingering bouts of love-making were reserved for other occasions. I wanted him while he was still sobbing. He wanted the release of energy his own orgasm would bring. Even as he sobbed he begged me to fuck him harder. Even as he sobbed he begged me to stroke him. Even as he sobbed I milked the needs of the moment for as many free requests as he would give.

Today was different. Today was special. Today he was sobbing around a mouthful of cock. His body still shook delightfully as I plowed his tight hole. He let go of the cock to beg. The breath of his pleading adding a torturous dimension to the act for his bound recipient. The total of free requests that clinched our deal causing a widening of eyes before they closed in pleasure as his cock was engulfed again.

Yes, I took him in hand once our deal was concluded. There was pleasure in jacking off a young boy even if I weren't enjoying the furnace of his ass. I had no qualms about ensuring the pace of my hand matched the build-up within me. After all our encounters I knew exactly what pace to set to ensure he unloaded as my second jet of cum coated his bowels. Our orgasms finished he slumped in the stocks while his mouth was still being treated to forceful streams of cum. Watching him struggling to swallow it all I remembered the pleasure of dealing with such a load. I stood there allowing my cock to soften as much as it could within the tight confines of his ass.

Released from their physical bonds we shared a group hug. All of us felt a little unsteady on our legs. I scooped Adam into my arms as we headed for the shower. Once we'd recovered a bit more from our exertions we'd put the playroom to rights. When I set Adam in the shower I felt a tap on my shoulder. Turning away from the shower I saw another tear streaked face looking at me. Leaning forward I place a gentle kiss on his lips. A whispered “I'm so sorry.” caused me to hurriedly turn my face away before tears streamed down my cheeks. Damn, intelligent perceptive lovers were harder to be with than those who used you forcefully.

Silently we showered as we got our emotions back under control. I was not oblivious to the joys to be found in washing two cute boys nor to the joys of kneeling between two cute boys as they washed me in return. Before we left the bathroom I took some time to gently coat Adam's butt with a healing mix of oils. Enough to take the edge off while leaving him in enough pain to keep his demons at bay. We knew the balance. We, or at least I knew we were slowly starving them into submission. The pain required today was much less than it had been one month ago.

“Is that oil or glue?” guess who asked me as I looked up from my task. “1201 we are in the presence of a scientific discovery. There is a magnetic force between cute asses and hand.”

“Really?” Adam asked while leaning forward and supporting himself on the counter top.

“Oh, yes and the proof before my eyes at this moment confirms my suspicions from this afternoon.”

“I like this new force of attraction,” Adam declared.

“Well, I never said it was bad but it can become quite a hindrance when one is trying to get to the kitchen to heat up pizza.”

While they were bantering I'd quietly kept on at my task. The mention of food reminded me of why we had set aside pizza.

“Would you like your butt oiled, young sir?” I asked him when I had finished with Adam. “You'll even get a first-timer discount off my usual fee.”

“My butt is dissolving from a lack of nourishment. There's nothing left to oil or lube,” he said leaning forward to kiss me. “Food, please. The sooner we eat the sooner you get to fuck me. I loved what you did in the playroom.”

“Adam, it looks like we have another spanking lover,” I said as we walked towards the playroom.

“You wish. I meant the grand finale.”

We were still subdued as we began eating but the food soon restored our vigor. Food and the thought of fucking my lover while I sucked on Adam's cock helped get me hard almost as quickly as the two teens. Instinctively all of us knew now was not the time for talking so I indulged in a little preparatory fantasizing. A tap on my shoulder drew my attention to the proffered cellphone. I took the cellphone in one hand and since he stayed within reach it seemed only fitting to take his ass in the other.

“Hello. Oh, hi Sophie. How's the girl's night out going? I'm so glad. Well I don't know about the guys but they've certainly worked up an appetite within me. Tell Amanda all of the pizza is on me. Yes, yours as well. They have my card. The usual will be fine. They know what I like.”

“So do we,” he said getting a high-five from his co-conspirator. I gave his ass a firm squeeze. “Ow! Do that again.”

I was happy to oblige. Squeezing the ass of a naked twelve year old while talking to his mother is quite a turn-on.

“Keep your underwear close at hand and get me a robe from the bathroom, please, Adam. We'll have more pizza and soda in fifteen minutes. I'll also get to meet your mom.”

His mom obviously got her cute good looks from her son. She checked in with her son to convince herself he was behaving. I was so surprised I just had to ask her if she had any doubts. She told me she didn't have any doubts at all but could always hope he'd get into a little bit of trouble. I was told to call her no matter what time it was if he got too unruly. We laughed at the thought of him getting unruly which caused him to stick his tongue out at me from behind his mother's back. Happily the ladies wanted to get on with watching the DVDs they'd rented on the way home so they declined our offer to join us for pizza.

“One day I'll show you how unruly I can be,” he promised closing the door behind the ladies. “Us quiet, saintly types make the very best sinners.”

“No self-respecting monster fears any unruliness,” I said hugging him and kissing him.

“You're no monster and keep your hand off my ass. I don't want to have to eat standing up and I'd like to eat it hot.”

“Oh, you'll get to eat it hot alright,” I said dropping my robe. This caused him to double over covering his eyes with one hand and pretending to be sick.

Adam was laughing so hard he was rolling on the floor struggling to get his boxers off. The two of us looked at each other and in unspoken agreement launched a tickle attack on our laughing victim. I noted a definite strategy by my ally who ensured he got to tickle Adam's cute ass while I tickled his lovely boner. We weren't in that much of a rush to eat. Adam's struggles finally got the offending garment to slide off in my hand. This signaled a new attack on the pizza.

“Bedtime,” I announced as we placed the last dish in the dishwasher. “Time to check and see how much of your cute ass withered on us.”

“I think it regained what it lost thanks to that last pizza. I'm stuffed.”

“You will be even more stuffed soon,” Adam promised him.

“Huh, it'll take the old man an hour to get around to fucking me. First there's the endless kissing, stroking and fondling. Then there's the teasing of cock and balls with his mouth. The worst teasing is the licking of the ass. You know when this ends you still have him thinking you will break if he doesn't take forever to lube you up. I swear his two fingers had more lube on them than my ass earlier. 1201 you really ought to have trained him better.”

“Tell me about it. Why do you think I get him to spank me or fuck me by the dumpster?”

“Don't you guys think you ought to have this conversation when I'm not around?” I asked scooping both of them into my arms.

“No, we can't do that because Mom says it's rude to talk about somebody behind their back.” Adam said.

“Unless you're fucking them from behind.” he said.

“Your mom said that?” asked an incredulous Adam.

“No, but I think she will agree when I ask her.”

“You what?” I spluttered.

“My mom's pretty and bright so she's bound to find out what we're up to some time. I'll just get it out into the open sooner rather than later.”

“Could you at least wait until she sees the benefits of us spending time together?”

“I suppose I could if you can think of a way to distract me from talking about us with mom. Anything come to mind or should I make a few suggestions?” he asked this while rolling over onto his stomach. “Something that rhymes with class is a clue.”

“You boys will be happy to know that because your naked bodies have been driving me crazy all through dinner and it's getting late I'm not going to waste too much time.”

“Wonderful, 1201, now he's warning us he could fall asleep on us. I can see it now him standing at the edge of the bed with his cock in my ass and your cock in his mouth and fast asleep. Do you know if he snores? That will make your blowjob so kinky.”

“What makes you think that's what I had in mind?” I asked swatting his cute behind a few times.

“You want us both, my pet pervert, and I haven't had the pleasure of blowing you so you can't have me like we had 1201. You want to fuck me and only you can suck 1201 right now so the options are a little limited. That's OK. Think of all the fun we'll have taking care of things to expand our options? I can't wait to turn 1201 into 69.

Is this close enough to the edge of the bed? You're not the only one who's been driven crazy all night so fuck foreplay and get on with fucking me. Before you fall a.....Yes! How?”

“He just lubed his cock and thrust it into you,” Adam answered.

“Some friend you are not to warn me. Can I spank 1201 next time he needs it, please? Never mind. Keep doing THAT!”

This time I'd gone straight for the kill-switch. The first time is really the only special time. No need to go to more trouble than is necessary at other times if you don't have to, I thought. Once I'd buried myself in him it was time to get my mouth stuffed with cock. Observing the fucking from above was all it took to get Adam ready. My questing tongue took the first few drops of precum off his cock before it passed between my lips. Leaning forward I pinned my lover slightly beneath me. He was wedged nicely between me and the bed just as I was wedged firmly between his cheeks. Neither of us was going anywhere until after we'd climaxed.

Now that I had one boy firmly impaled on me and well on his way to unloading it was time to work on the other boy in earnest. While I'd been lubricating my cock I'd made certain to get additional lube all over my hand. This made driving a finger up into Adam as easy and as surprising as getting my cock into another ass had been minutes before. Both boys were writhing and cursing me as I mercilessly worked their inner buttons. One with a solid cock in his ass and the other with two long fingers inside of him.

After all the wonderful sexual adventures I'd had today it was easy to relax as I pleasured them both. I was right where I wanted to be. One boy would feed me his cum. Another boy would soon make a mess on his stomach and chest for me to lick clean. We'd all end up very happy so I settled down and worked to get myself off inside his ass for the second time. This didn't require a lot of work. My groans as my balls emptied proved to be the final straw for Adam who joined his two bed mates in their orgasm by attempting to drown me in cum. They both gave me more than enough to satisfy my hunger for eating cum.

What better way to fall asleep than with a nice firm ass in each hand and the naked bodies of two young lovers pressing against me? What better way to wake up than to the gentle sunlight filtering through the curtains and the songs of birds filling my ears? The first came true. The second didn't.

“9:30 and the boys haven't had breakfast. They must be starving. And look at the state of the bedding again?” she said bringing the crop down across my naked ass for the second morning in a row.

“I'll wash it. OUCH!” Is that traitorous laughter I hear from the boys? And a girl? A girl. Something didn't seem right but I was still too happy and relaxed from the previous day to care. After a flurry of twelve more blows I began to care. A lot.

“No you won't. You'll make all five of us breakfast. I wouldn't trust you near a washer while he's visiting. Tracy can help me.”

“You must be the housekeeper!” he exclaimed leaping from under the protective bundle of bed linens she'd pooled around the two boys before setting about waking me in her own inimitable style. He bounced off the bed and wrapped her in a huge hug.

“Oh, that's so sweet but you're stark naked.”

“Does that worry you? I have some clothes here somewhere,” he said still hugging her. “I wanted to thank you for all you did.”

“No trouble at all, sweetheart. Now why don't you thank me while we look for your clothes. The sooner we get you boys dressed and him into a robe the sooner we can have breakfast. Tracy will you grab a robe from the bathroom and throw it over him before he rolls over. Right now you're looking at his good side.”

“I kinda like the front,” he said coming to my defense.

“I do as well but if we let him know he'll get a big head. He's hard enough to deal with now.”

“My clothes are in the playroom,” Adam said also getting up unconcernedly from beneath the blankets. “I'll go get them.”

“Out of that bed right now,” she commanded. “The usual breakfast for all of us. Cook extra because the boys will eat more than you think. Tracy, please go with him to make sure he doesn't burn himself or set the apartment on fire?”

“I thought you said he was a good cook?” Tracy asked.

“He is usually. He needs some time to get used to having this sweet young man around so let's keep both of them safe.”

“Don't you need help with the bedding?”

“I'll help,” he said. “Besides I think we need some time chat alone.”

“You're right,” she told me as I stumbled to the bathroom “he is a smart one. You must be doing something right.”

Tracy decided to give me a hand preparing breakfast. Once I'd mixed up the batter she took care of cooking the pancakes. She also managed to save the eggs from ending up on the floor and stopped me from flicking the coffee maker on without water.

“I thought I told you to cook extra?” my housekeeper said looking at the food on the table.

“We only have room for this much food on the table with five of us here.” I answered. “There's French toast of sorts in the oven.”

“Of sorts? Tracy I asked you to keep an eye on him.”

“She did. She saved the eggs and the coffee maker. The 'of sorts' is it's baked with a custard and spices. Kids of all ages love desserts. Now why are you here this morning?”

“Checking to see if you survived and if you did to clean up after you.”

“What about me?” he interjected. “Weren't you concerned about me? My pet pervert might have turned into a monster and eaten me. You were worried about the adult?”

“Sweetheart, we all know if you're here he has eaten you and will many more times. You didn't find being eaten too terrible, did you?”

“No, I can't say it was too terrible. I guess if it happens enough I may even get to like it a little.”

“A little?” I spluttered. “Video evidence suggests otherwise.”

“Didn't you ask him to delete it?”

“He said he'd most likely forget to delete it even if I asked so I didn't ask. Besides I think it's great to have a copy of my first time and second time and third time and”

“That's quite enough. I'm glad you're having fun with it but if you asked him to delete it he will. You're the only one he wouldn't forget to delete.”

“Really?”

“I think you already knew that before you entered the room, didn't you?”

“Yes, or else I'd never have let it get that far.”

“Good. Then tell me why I would be more concerned about the adult than you?”

“The wedding.” he stated after giving it some thought. “You deliberately chose the bedding hoping he would replace the bad memories with better ones of a special night. He can be really hard on himself and diminish his own worth so you were also concerned he'd sabotage the opportunity for happiness. Then he'd be filled with regret today and not take care of himself or have a bad hangover. There is also the effect spanking 1201 has on him but you couldn't have known that would take place last night.”

“I didn't but you noticed?”

“Yes, I want to be friends with 1201 and thought it would be nice to share my special night with him. I would have felt bad if he'd got into trouble because I delayed his spanking. He was kind enough to share the experience with me because I shared my special night with him. You would have to be blind not to notice.”

“Does everybody have to talk about me in front of me?” I protested helping myself to another cup of coffee.

“Yes, it's rude to talk about somebody behind their back,” Tracy declared.

“Unless you're fucking them from behind while talking about them.” Adam piped in.

“What?” Tracy said almost spitting out her mouthful of coffee.

“Perhaps you ladies can answer the question,” he said explaining how it had come up last night. “I'm supposed to wait a bit before I let mom know I'm having sex with somebody her age so she might not be the best person to ask right now. Is it rude to speak about somebody behind their back if you're fucking them from behind while talking?”

“I don't think so,” Tracy answered. “I'll ask the professor of my sociology and cultural studies class. She'll get a kick out of it. I guess you'll be here most days so finding you won't be hard.”

“What makes you certain I'll be here most days?”

“You wouldn't walk out on him in the state he's in. He doesn't even know how bad he has it.”

“That's true. Besides I haven't had time to try the leash and collar yet.”

“Leash and collar?” Adam asked.

“Later,” he said. “Smells like the French toast of sorts is ready. I'm ready.”

“I'll get it,” I said hoping to escape.

“No you won't,” Tracy said. “I've seen the state you're in. Have another cup of coffee. I can carry it to the table.”

“I'll help with the fixings,” said Adam.

“Apart from saving me was there any other reason for visiting today?” I asked my housekeeper.

“Yes, to introduce you to Tracy. I may continue my studies for another two years but don't know what my schedule or workload will be. Thought it best to have a backup. Also thought if you met her you might be able to recommend her to others.”

“Your judgment is good enough for me. I know of two others who could use the help.”

“We couldn't afford her,” he said. “I know because I overheard mom asking for information about food stamps. She's also looking for another part time job.”

“What if she cleaned at no cost to you?”

“Mom wouldn't let you pay.”

“Well, there is this non-profit organization MSM or Maids for Single Moms who assist single moms with people to help with the housework. Would this be OK?”

“Really? There is such an organization?” he asked staring at me intently. I swear I could see the gears ticking over in his brain and the doubt beginning to blossom. Way too smart for my own good.

“Yes and no.”

“Which? Yes or no?”

“Both. Yes, it is about to exist when we design a logo and letterhead on my laptop this morning and no it doesn't exist as a legal entity. I have a friend who knows people who know people who can have it all set up in a week if you'd prefer it to be all official. Otherwise if we decide it is enough that it exists because we say it does then it will be up and running today.”

“You want me to lie to mom?”

“We'd create books. There would be donors. All it would be lacking is a business number or id or some such nonsense. What's the point in being able to create your reality only to let other people say what's real or not real? Takes all the fun out of it, if you ask me.”

“Who are these donors? You haven't even formed the company and it's Saturday. How can we already have donors. Oh, you mean donor don't you?”

“Aren't my imaginary friends real enough for you?” I tried blushing. “Fred, Tom, Harry would also be donors.”

“Pleased to meet them but the money would all be yours?”

“Yes, it appears so. They seem to be lacking cash equity. Loads of money in funds and other investments. I'd just be loaning them the cash for a bit.”

“How long a bit?” he asked relentlessly.

“You're enjoying this aren't you?” I asked Tracy and my housekeeper hoping to distract him.

“Yes,” they both said smiling.

“How long a bit?” he asked again but now he was standing next to me.

“As long as it takes for me to manifest these three gentleman into my life. May only be a day or two but it could be as long as a week.”

“How can you manifest imaginary friends in a week?” he said winking at the ladies.

“It's an ancient spiritual ritual that requires extensive preparation. Alas, I promised to help keep it secret so I cannot say more.” I tried with more hope than any real conviction he'd buy it.

“This extensive preparation wouldn't happen to include lots of sex with two cute young boys would it?”

“That does happen to be one of the requirements. Any volunteers?”

“Perhaps. I have this friend who's arm I might be able to twist.”

“Splendid. We're all set. Call your moms with the good news. Shout it from the rooftops. Now for French toast of sorts.”

“Not so fast. Let's see if I have the rest of this ritual figured out.”

“But the French Toast of sorts is getting cold,” I tried.

“No problem.” said Tracy. “I'll pop it back in the oven to keep warm. The oven will still be warm.”

“You're not helping me here.” I told her.

“Oh, I'm so sorry but this is better than cable. Do you two do this every Saturday?”

“Gods, I hope not.” I told her. “Don't go giving him any ideas.”

“Ahem,” he said when Tracy got back. “All you need are three people called Fred, Tom and Harry to donate money. Let's say we make their donation $500 this morning. On Monday while I'm at school you'll be out looking for three homeless guys called Fred, Tom and Harry. They are common enough names so it will be easy to find these guys. I wouldn't be surprised if you already knew where to find them. You will gift each of them $1000. They will use this gift to settle the $500 loan. The other $500 is for all the trouble of manifesting in your life and getting you off the hook with me.”

“Wow!” said Adam “That's pretty clever.”

“Seems your secret ritual is no longer much of a secret,” said my housekeeper. “That's quite brilliant. I know you have enough money squirreled away where helping the moms would not cause you any hardship. You'd also get a kick out of helping the homeless guys. Even if they are drunks.”

“Drunks get thirsty to.” I said.

“What if you couldn't find any homeless people?” Adam asked.

“I'd go to some of the local churches. There's always a family in need and willing to sign their name as Fred, Tom and Harry. I'd tell them I'm playing a game of make believe with a kid. Something about an assignment but I'd be a little vague about the details.”

“Like you do every Tuesday with food donations?” Tracy asked. “I thought I recognized that cute butt from somewhere. I was helping clean my church when you showed up.”

“So are we going to spend a little time this morning manifesting a business?” I asked the sweet lad standing next to me holding onto my arm.

“I love you,” he said leaning over and hugging me. “You are the most honest person I know and I cannot take a single word you say at face value.”

“So are we going to play make believe today?”

“No,” he said still hugging me. “You go ahead and talk to your friends on Monday. No cheating while my back is turned or I'll have you in the stocks every day for a month. This will not be part of the other payback either. I can do the chores for another week while you set up a non-profit. Then your donations will be tax deductible and we can get more donations from regular people who have cash.”

“We will do the chores. Two sets of hands will get it done in half the time and allow us more time for sex.”

“Three sets of hands will get the chores done even quicker and will make the sex more interesting.” Adam declared.

“Yes, we can help 1201 with his chores as well.” he added. “We will need to get busy with meeting your requirements though.”

“Requirements?” asked my housekeeper as Tracy brought the French toast of sorts to the table. “Why you're blushing. I never thought I'd ever see that.”

“You are enjoying this way too much,” I told her.

“Oh yes, it's the best Saturday morning I've had in ages.”

“Mine to,” chipped in a smiling Tracy. “Perhaps Sherlock can explain it without blushing.”

“Last night before I got involved in any sexual play with 1201 we were told we couldn't do anything we hadn't first done with him,” he started.

“My, oh, my,” interrupted Tracy smiling at me and causing me to blush deeper. “All sorts of interesting questions come to mind.”

“They did to my mind,” he continued with far too much comfort for my liking. “Giving 1201 a blowjob won't be a problem because I am certain there is a gentleman present who would love to have us younger guys blow him. He allowed 1201 to blow me so I can safely assume 1201 has already performed this task.

“I have,” said Adam without the slightest hesitation. “Lots of times.”

“The more interesting questions though are what if I ever wanted to give 1201 a spanking or have sex with him?”

“Would that mean?” asked a wide eyed Adam.

“Yes, I first have to do it to him.”

“Now you know why I came around to see if he survived.” said my housekeeper. “I don't think he's made this a requirement with anybody else. Have you?”

“No and I was hoping it would take him longer to figure it out.”

“Some hope,” she snorted. “I'll take another piece of that heavenly French Toast of sorts to enjoy while I gloat.”

“Go ahead and say it.” I told her.

“There's no need. Your fate is sealed and I'm so glad I was here to see it. Now I won't have to work so hard taking care of you.”

“Work so hard?” I asked. “You're only here one day a week.”

“The other days I check in with my network.” she told me.

“Cool,” he said “like in spy movies.”

“I guess,” she told him. “A good thing he gave me access to the cash in the cookie jar over there or else there would have been a paper trail to conceal. Speaking of paper trail Tracy will need a debit card. You can mention it to your business people on Monday.”

“You've been spying on me? Your own boss.” I muttered shaking my head.

“Only a little and it isn't as if you had any dirty secrets for me to uncover. I already know all of them. There are people in the neighborhood who care about you even if you live half your life lost in thought. All I do is collect all the info and give advice.”

“I bet you enjoy the giving of advice. You're such a bully.”

“You need to be bullied though, don't you?”

“Yes,” he answered for me “he does need a little bullying. Will you give me some pointers?”

“I'd be delighted, young man. Now let's get things put away so you can get on with getting some of those requirements out of the way. Where are you planning on starting?”

“We will go shopping for a couple more video cameras so I don't have to keep moving the upstairs one from room to room,” he began quite calmly. “Then 1201 and I will take turns at each end.”

“Sounds like a full day ahead of you guys. Got anything planned for the evening?” she asked as if it were quite natural to discuss the sex life of her employer and a twelve year old boy while clearing the table.

“A little bondage.”

“Really? You're certain you want to go there so soon?” she sounded genuinely concerned so I paid a little more attention to what they were saying.

“Yes, I got a glimpse of it last night but until I experience it myself I cannot fully understand. Until then I cannot really help him and I am hurting as much as he is right now.”

“I know, sweetheart,” she said taking him into her arms and holding him close while he cried. “Tracy we will be having breakfast here tomorrow. Prepare a shopping list for them and don't forget to throw in food for lunch, dinner and snacks.”

“Surely he wouldn't forget?” Tracy asked reaching into her purse for a pen and some paper.

“After what you saw this morning you have to ask?”

“Right. I'll include some snack food as well.”

“Tomorrow I have to go to go home early to get ready for church.” he told her. “I don't have any clean clothes.”

“Tracy?”

“No problem we will have an early breakfast. I'd like to go to church as well. Can I wake him tomorrow? Oh goodie. Adding clothes to the list for both of them.”

“I don't need any. I live downstairs.” Adam told her.

“Nonsense. He'll enjoy buying you something nice and it will save time if you got dressed here. We'll get you some toiletries to leave here as well. Four complete sets of clothing for church to be kept here. You guys are about the same size so you can mix and match. Considering the state of your two friends I think all five of us ought to go shopping together. Otherwise you won't be able to carry it all home. Is he ready or does he need a few more minutes?”

“I'm fine now. Sorry for falling apart.” he said.

“Humpf, us girls know how important it is to cry every now-and-then,” Tracy told him. “Now give me hug and go take a quick wash. Boys upstairs. You downstairs or we'll be here for another hour.”

“You do me an injustice, young lady, with your lack of faith in my restraint.” I told her standing up and wagging my finger in her direction.

“Really? How long do you think it will take for the three of you to wash your faces and hands if you all went upstairs together?”

“A blink of an eye,” I declared which got a snort from him as he hugged Tracy. Confused because I hadn't quite understood why he was upset but knowing I needed to see him smile I winked blatantly at him.

“I thought you said he was too honest for his own good?” Tracy asked him.

“He is being honest. We would be done in less than the blink of an eye with the washing part. Drying will take about an hour. Three if he gets a hand on an ass.”

“Traitor!” I told him. “Well, let's get this done. The sooner we get the shopping done the sooner it is just two against one instead of four.”

We were waiting for the boys when my house keeper looked at me and asked if I knew why he had cried. No idea I told her. He is smiling again so it's all OK. Tracy made to clip me around the head but my house keeper told her I really didn't know. Then she surprised me by saying she'd let my lover tell me when he was ready and let it go at that. Before I could ask any questions the boys came downstairs.

“Clothes first.” Tracy declared leading the way.

My housekeeper surprised me by taking my hand in hers as we walked towards downtown. He had my other hand. Tracy and Adam were walking hand-in-hand ahead of us.

“Does he ever stop looking at ass?” he asked my housekeeper suddenly.

“He never looks at ass. He devours ass with his eyes.” she replied. “The two ahead are good therapy for him right now.” Tracy looked back at us and winked.

My eyes lit up when I saw all the clothes. I could bury those two cute boys in clothes. A delightful fantasy brought to a painful end by somebody grabbing me by the ear and dragging me towards the adult clothing section.

“Tracy, take care of them while I get him some church clothes.” my housekeeper told her. “I saw the way your eyes lit up. Even though money isn't an object your young man wouldn't accept all the clothes you want to buy him. So we will get you a couple of outfits just for church.”

“I don't go to church,” I protested. “Too upsetting.”

“You will be going with him no matter how upsetting it is. You will want to protect him. He doesn't need protecting, you know. Still it will take time for you to realize it.”

“You and Tracy need clothes as well,” I decided. “That's an order from your boss.”

“OK. We'll go shopping Monday while the boys are at school. Girls need more time than guys and we still need to do grocery shopping today.”

The boys were mumbling something about there being a lot of groceries for three people in the cart. When they asked Tracy how we were going to carry it all home she told them we'd take a cab back. She'd seen how empty the cupboards were. Besides cooking nice meals for people brings the old guy joy so let's give him plenty to work with she told the boys. Then she sent them off to get some of their favorite items.

“That's the checkout we want,” I told them pointing to a lane where a mom with two kids was busy unloading her cart. The teller had tugged on his right ear when he saw me scanning the checkouts.

“But this one doesn't have anybody in line” said Tracy pointing to the one alongside us.

“Hush,” my housekeeper told her taking out the debit card I'd given her when she started working for me. “Enjoy the show. Boys why don't you go say hi to those nice kids.”

Tracy noticed the teller next to us was watching with a smile. Unusual that she didn't ask us to come over to her checkout, Tracy thought. Something fishy is going on. What's he doing asking her about her purse when she is trying to pay. He's a strange one but he seems genuinely interested in her purse. Yes, I have my pen and notepad. Yes, she can use it to write down where she bought it. I think his mom will love it as a gift. Now the cashier is offering her the receipt but I didn't see her pay. Yes we can handle the checkout if you guys want to help her get the groceries to her car. No wonder she looks confused. I'm confused as well. Somebody must have paid and if it wasn't her then it could only have been us. He was asking her about the purse. The boys were bagging and playing with her kids. That only leaves one person who could have paid. Of course, she has a debit card from him. Very slick. So slick they must have done it before which is why the teller next to us didn't call us over.

“Thank you,” the teller was saying. “That lady works really hard to make ends meet. Sometimes our church helps her with a food parcel. She won't accept handouts too often.”

“That's why you gave him the signal.”

“Yes, we were hoping he would be here one day when she was shopping. All the cashiers wanted her to be the next one. The kids are always so good.”

“What a strange man,” Tracy said.

“Kind though,” said the teller.

I wonder if you would think that if you'd seen Adam's red butt this morning, Tracy thought. Obviously she'd been told about what went on in the apartment. Seeing it in person was completely different. I suppose it's better than ending up in jail she decided. Adam did ask and could stop whenever he wanted. Different things work for different people. Strangely the thought of what the two boys were going to do to her new employer was proving to be quite arousing. Wonder if I will get the chance to see the recording? That reminds me we still need to stop for video cameras.

“Is there somewhere we can leave the groceries for a few minutes?” Tracy asked the teller. “We need to visit the electronics store next door before we get in the cab.”

“No problem. The least we can do for you. We'll store them at the back near one of the walk-in fridges at the back. Ask for it at customer service when you get back. Ah, thank you sir.”

“No idea what you're thanking me for. She paid.”

“My mistake. Thank you, ma'am.” the teller said smiling at my housekeeper.

“You're welcome,” she said with a straight face. “Where do we wheel these groceries?”

“I'll take care of it. I'm heading off for my break and it's on the way. Enjoy your day.”

The boys rushed ahead of us and I grew concerned when I saw them put their heads together and whisper to each other. My concern grew when I saw the huge grins on their faces. When my housemate squeezed my hand and told me to brace myself I began to get really worried. Too late to stop now we were entering the store.

“Good afternoon, can I help you folks find anything?” he, Jason according to his name tag, greeted us.

“We need three good quality video recorders.” he told Jason.

“Three?” I asked surprised.

“One for the playroom, one for the spare room and one for the dining room.” Adam told me.

“Oh, I guess we do need three.” I said. “We also need tripods for them.”

“Yes, sweetheart, he can afford it. I understand and appreciate you asking me because he wouldn't deny you anything. Go ahead and tell er Jason.”

“Actually we need five in total,” he duly told Jason.

“Five?” asked Adam.

“We also need one for the bathroom and kitchen.” he told 1201.

“You mean you plan..”

“Everywhere and every possible way is my plan. Will you join us?”

“Hell, yeah” Adam said giving him a high five.

“Such sweet boys,” my housekeeper said.

“Where?” I asked exaggeratedly looking around and got a firm swat on my ass from her.

“That's a lot of video recorders. What do you need them for?” Jason was asking the boys.

“Gramps over there needs to have his memory jogged when it comes to the important things in life,” he said looking at me with an evil grin “so we are going to help him record it all.”

“He doesn't look that old to me” Jason said proving he was a nice lad.

“Sometimes he loses the plot mid-fu er mid-stream,” he said.

“What are these important things you want to record?” Jason asked and I felt a sense of dread descend on me. The feeling grew stronger when the boys looked at me with broad smiles on their faces.

“There really just one important thing we want to record. Sex.” he said slowly and deliberately. “We want him to be able to see what works and that it can be done quickly enough that he doesn't have to stop in the middle of it for a nap. We want to spare him the embarrassment of falling asleep on the job.”

“Sex.” said Jason.

“Yes, you could say we are budding porn producers.” he responded.

“Aren't you two a little too young for that business?” Jason asked seriously.

“We thought we could start learning now what we wanted to do after school.” Adam told him quite seriously. “Better to discover how boring it is now than to waste time waiting. We've seen enough on the internet to get an idea but if you could suggest some books to help us with the filming we'd be most grateful. Gramps' lovers would be grateful as well. There could be more sales in it for you.”

“Well you'll want a recorder that can give you a good quality picture in low light. Stretch some plastic wrap tightly over the lens and you won't have problems with steam in the bathroom. We have some tripods and wall mounts that are easy to install. There are two books I always recommend. One helps you with the basics and the second has more advanced techniques. A surveillance system might be cheaper. We have some high quality wireless systems.”

“That would leave Gramps tied up and tied to the apartment.” he said after giving it some thought. How did he manage to sound so serious and calm about it all? “We want him to get out a lot more and go on picnics with his lovers. The doc says he needs to spend more time outdoors exercising. I'm pretty certain his lovers will enjoy outdoor sex as much as the indoor. Let's stick with the recorders.”

“Doc? I haven't been to one in years. Outdoor sex?” I spluttered.

“Your health and other bits and pieces are in my hands now which makes me your doc.” he declared. “I'll whip you into shape literally and figuratively over the next week. You won't mind sharing the info from your network with me will you?”

“Sweetheart, it'll be a pleasure.” my traitorous housekeeper assured him. “I'll introduce you and 1201 to the network Monday afternoon. This will give me more free time and teach you some valuable skills.”

“Good luck prying us loose for an afternoon.” said Adam. “Gramps seems to have plenty for us to do.”

“We'll get one of those lovers you mentioned to visit to test out the recorders. I know one who will be perfect for the job.”

“No, not J,” I protested.

“You need to get over it,” she told me. “I was just waiting for somebody to play Doc before inviting him over again. Monday will be a good afternoon. That way you won't have time to brood over it. Yes, sweetheart, I'll tell you all about it while they making some memories. You will like J and can learn a lot from him.”

“Gramps will be over in the TV section,” I told them. There was nothing for me to do except pay and going over to look at the TVs would spare me more embarrassment. I didn't want to hear anymore. The talk about J had brought a serious note to the antics and an end to the fun. Memories I'd buried were starting to resurface at the mention of his name.

“I hope you enjoyed yourselves because you will pay later for these antics.” I warned the boys as we approached the checkout in an attempt to lighten the mood. Stay serious too long and he will want to know the details before Monday.

“Jason seems very happy with this sale,” he replied. “I'm sure he'd be glad to lend us the use of his office to test our equipment – all of it. Shall I ask him or do you want to just hand him your card? Us unruly boys wouldn't mind settling our bill now.”

This was all the motivation I needed to head for the door. My housekeeper could pay for it. She had a better grasp of my finances than I did anyway. Besides, I told myself, it would speed things up if I retrieved our groceries and called for a cab.

The ride home was a nightmare. Did Gramps enjoy his morning outing? Did Gramps need the cab to stop so Gramps could use the bathroom? Did Gramps want to stop somewhere for lunch? Did Gramps want to go out this evening? Here's a light bag for Gramps to carry up to the apartment. The final straw was when the cab driver insisted on carrying the bags foisted upon Gramps up to the apartment. Fortunately for the driver my housekeeper settled up or else his tip would have been quite a bit less.

“Too many cooks in the kitchen means no lunch for anybody,” I said shooing them out. Tracy had to stay to look after me. The boys of course headed off to set up the video recorders. New clothes were placed in the washer with bed linens that needed some refreshing.

“I'm worried about leaving him alone to prepare meals,” Tracy was telling my housekeeper as we ate lunch. “Will he get over it?”

“In a little bit. J's visit will make it even worse for a day or two but it's best to get the matter settled.” my housekeeper told her. “While you were helping with lunch I had a chat with the boys. They agreed to take some basic cooking classes and promised not to leave him alone in the kitchen until I told them it was safe. 1201 and his mom will pop up for breakfast with him on schooldays. You or I will stop by at lunch time.”

“You,” she instructed me “will invite the boys and their moms over for dinner every night until I tell you to stop. We'll pop in at 1201 on the way out and have a few words. All we have to say is he's a little distracted by some personal matters and it would ease our minds if they visited whenever possible. I'm sure they won't mind the savings on their food bill or having to eat his cooking.”

“I doubt it and he'll enjoy easing their living expenses.” Tracy said. “I know I'm looking forward to coming back for lunches. This is really good food.”

“I can teach them how to cook.” I said thinking of the fun we could have in the kitchen. By now I was resigned to them talking about me in front of me.

“Right now it isn't safe for you to be giving them cooking lessons.” Tracy told me in no uncertain terms. “The classes are only an hour a day Monday through Friday. Once they have the basics of kitchen safety down you can expand their repertoire any way you want.”

“Any way I want? That will make it worth the wait all right.” I replied suddenly feeling better about the classes.

“Any more?” the boys asked simultaneously lifting their heads from their bowls.

“You boys will have to work out more if you keep eating three helpings at each meal,” Tracy warned them.

“Us boys have every intention of getting quite a workout every day, don't we 1201?” he replied with feigned innocence.

“Yes, we do. Last night's workout was quite strenuous but I think if we do it regularly I'll get used to it. All we need is more practice. May we please have some more? Food, that is. For now at least.”

“I walked right into that one, didn't I?” asked Tracy as she took their bowls to the kitchen for a refill.

Finally it was time for a round of good-bye hugs and kisses. The boys didn't seem the least bit embarrassed when the girls teased them about going easy on me. Yes, I admitted, this will be my first time. You know I've never made this offer to anybody else so it has to be, I told them. Could I think of anybody I'd rather have for my first time? No. The two of them were perfect.

“Don't say it,” he said giving me a stern look.

“Say what?” I asked.

“You were going to tell Tracy she might want to ask us boys that question.”

“Was I?”

“Yes, you were. I'll break you of that habit even if it means wearing my arm out every day beating your cute ass. When I'm not around 1201 or the ladies will be doing the same thing. And for the record I couldn't think of somebody more perfect for my first time. How about you 1201?'

“You mean I'm going to...?” Adam asked with a big grin spreading over his face.

“Unless you do it with him you won't be able to do it with me and I want us to be free to do whatever we want whenever we want. Don't you?”

“Yes, I do. I'm with you in not knowing any body more perfect for my first time.”

“How many..” I began but he took a page from her book and grabbed a firm hold of my ear.

“Oh, no you don't. I am more than happy to switch the bondage from tonight to this afternoon.”

“Ow, that hurts,” I protested.

“Good, now if you ladies will excuse us it seems we need to distract Gramps before he talks his way into more trouble. I'd like a little more time before the bondage. Now thank the ladies for all their help with a hug and kiss. You can do it with your ear in my hand. 1201 would you go down with the ladies to chat with your mom? I need to have a few words with Gramps and it's best his first scolding is a private one. We won't start the fun without you, I promise.”

Freeing myself would have been very easy but that sort of violence was never going to be an option in my relationship with him. Spankings delivered with loving kindness would be an integral part, I hoped. Different dynamics from the maintenance spankings given to 1201. Besides it is best to keep a lid on some things until you had no other choice. My ear didn't hurt that much.

The scolding went on and on and on and on. Dimly the words filled the space between us. Every so often one or two would register. No more discounting yourself. I'll decide who's cute enough for me, thank you Gramps. You will talk nicely about your body or shut up while you work to change what displeases you. Before you decide what displeases you we will have a chat about it. Tomorrow night may not be a good night but Tuesday night you will be inspected so we have something to work on. I'd rather keep the spankings to erotic. I will learn how to dish out a punishment spanking if you insist on doing stuff to warrant it. You will......

“Yes, I will submit,” I said dreamily. Throughout his scolding I'd been lost in those deep blue eyes. So clear, refreshing and windows to a crystalline soul. Only once had my gaze dropped down to his lips and I was immediately rock hard. What kissable lips. Better not just yet.

“Huh?” he said surprised. Then he burst out laughing. “Have you heard anything I said?”

“One or two words here and there. You may have to go over a few things again.”

“A few things? Only a few.”

“You mean there were more than a few things in that lovely scolding?”

“Plenty more. Where were you the last twenty minutes?”

“Lost in your eyes. Aroused by your lips. Dreaming of...” I stopped there but it was too late.

“Dreaming of?” he asked leaning forward and kissing me gently.

“Would you believe me if I said a kiss?”

“No, I wouldn't.”

“Dreaming of you empty yourself inside of me.”

“That can be arranged.” he said giving me a third kiss. “Seriously, you don't mind 1201 joining in? He will understand if you'd like to have each of us alone for the first time.”

“No, I don't mind.” I said after a couple of minutes thought and a few more kisses. “You guys have bonded very well even if it makes it more challenging for me to get away with anything. I'm happy to have both of you participate if it is on an either or basis. You either both share your first time fucking me with each other or we make it just one of you at a time. You will also share your first times with each other with me in return. Agreed?”

“Yes, it's a deal.” he said. “Let me text 1201 to tell him he'd better get his cute butt up here fast.”

“How can you speak for him?” I asked before the penny dropped. “You guys have already planned this, haven't you?”

“Of course. Now why don't you get naked while I grab some lube from the playroom.”

“No need to go that far unless you want some toys or ties to add to the occasion. There's some lube in the drawer of the coffee table.” I told him as I pulled my shirt off.

“I want it to be just us. Three naked bodies sharing the pleasure our bodies can give. That's how you took me. Don't worry your two unruly lovers have a lot less patience than you. We can't wait to fuck your ass! None of us have gotten off today so your deflowering won't last long. Well, not from me at least.”

“Hey wait for me guys,” shouted Adam as he burst into the apartment and immediately started shedding his clothing. “Not fair that you're naked already. Before I forget Mom will be joining us at 6. No cooking until she gets here or else you'll be in deep trouble.”

“Huh, like there will be time to get cooking started with both of you itching to assault me.” I joked opening my arms so we could share a group hug.

Both these horn dogs ought to be able to get me done in a couple of hours, I thought. This would give us time to freshen the space and take a shower. We'd be a picture of innocence watching the game when Adam's mom arrived. Right now it was time to savor the moment of lying naked on the couch beneath two naked young boys who had evil intentions of assaulting my ass. The best part was I could just lay back and enjoy it. When it got down to sex these two quiet little examples of perfect boyhood shed their demure behavior and displayed a surprising self-confidence. What he'd be like after a month with my housekeeper didn't bear thinking about right now.

The boys spent some time alternating between kissing my lips, neck and ears. Being double teamed had definite advantages. My favorite advantage, of course, was it gave me an ass for each hand. They both allowed me to spend several minutes squeezing the flesh of their butts. The added incentive of going first naturally made him the first to move his cute ass out of arms reach. I held Adam close so his ass wouldn't escape. Little did I know it would be within easy reach throughout my deflowering.

Adam was practicing his French kissing in earnest with me while his partner in crime settled in between my legs. I tried to focus on the sensations from lower down despite the distractions provided by Adam. The light touch of a wet tongue on my balls. A trail of light kisses running up the center of my spine to the slit. One more kiss there before he worked his way back down to my balls. Then it was time to probe a region only ever penetrated by myself. Even perverts have fantasies of their first time. I think the more perverted we are the more importance we place on the romantic aspect of sex.

Despite the fact his cock was considerably smaller than mine he mercifully still applied a liberal amount of lube to his finger before sliding it into me. He wasn't kidding about being really eager I thought as a second finger soon followed the first. Whenever I tried to calm my desire by breathing deeply I was denied this escape by the insatiable Adam. And they talk about how my hand stays glued to their ass, I thought. Adam's tongue seemed intent on being wrapped around mine for the rest of eternity. The third finger forced me to break off the kiss and give vent to my pleasure.

“Is this the spot I'm looking for?” he asked pressing two finger tips up against that oh-so-sweet spot.

“Fuck!” I cursed.

“Are you sure? I'm rather new to this fuck thing you know. I'd like to get it right from the start.” he said with a broad smile plastered on his face and his fingers now lightly teasing me on the inside.

“Being new to the fuck thing myself it is possible I'm wrong but judging by how much he is squirming I'd say you hit the nail on the head.” Adam told him. “Do it a couple more times. Let's be certain we have it right.”

“No, please, no” I begged.

“Would you rather I nailed your head, sir?” he asked taking my head between his lips.

Thank god he stopped there. I was squirming like somebody who needed to pee ten minutes ago. Surely he wouldn't? He might make me cum just so he could work me back to the point of cumming a second time before he fucked. This thought did nothing to dampen my lustful contortions. Cruelly he removed his fingers from my ass at the same time he released my cock. The feeling of emptiness had time to make its presence felt as a sharp pain before I felt him pressing himself against my hole.

Gone was the playful, teasing boy of mere seconds ago. Now he was intently watching the head of his cock slowly slide into me. Adam had moved to sit with his ass above my face so he could watch me being penetrated. Reaching up I spread his cheeks and began licking his hole. Adam instinctively lowered his ass down to make it easier for me to pleasure him. A part of my focus remained centered around the sensations of a cock sliding into me for the very first time despite the lovely meal of ass presented to me.

When I felt his balls against my ass cheeks it seemed a second signal had silently been given. Shifting his ass back a little more Adam placed his cock directly above my mouth. The two boys leaned towards each other to share a long, lingering triumphant kiss as I opened my mouth to accept his cock. Hard and fast I decided. Best to get Adam off quickly because the cute little fucker and his willing partner were not going to last much longer. How will I survive the pleasure when he has grown another two inches down there, I wondered? Fuck it feels so incredible right now just having him inside me. This was it! The moment of my first time. Bless him for holding still and letting me savor this moment. His cock was long enough to reach that magical spot and once he started rubbing over it I'd lose control in a heartbeat so I made certain to savor this moment. Who knew how long it would last?

After a couple of minutes of kissing it seemed his patience had run out. He took his time on the first half-dozen thrusts getting his range of motion down. Lost in the selfishness required to do a good job I doubt he gave any thought to the pleasure he was bringing me. Hoping to distract myself I set about working on the cock filling my mouth. Taking a great deal of pleasure in watching Adam's ass gyrating as the pleasure spread through his loins. I consciously ignored the fact I was squirming even more than him as my lover relaxed into his newfound rhythm. Looking down between Adam's spread legs I saw the earnest expression on his face. Relax, I wanted to tell him, there is no earthly way for it to be anything other than perfect. You can't fuck it up when you are fucking me!

The truth of this last realization was too much. Love stoked lust to degrees no flesh could hope to contain. Scattering the last of my control to the four corners of existence. The pleasure burning deep inside of me and propelled my cum from my nuts at a dizzying speed. Adam took most of it on his chest as he was leaning forward in a kiss when I erupted. Before I was spent the boys joined me. My orgasm drawing a large, pent-up load into my bowels amidst a chorus of low curses from the boys. Hearing our cries and curses combined with not having cum since last night meant Adam soon lost control. Taking care of the warm flood of cum in my mouth provided a wonderful respite as my mind and body pulled themselves back together.

Pulling his cock from my mouth Adam slid down to have my cum licked from his chest and stomach. Unwittingly this placed his hole in perfect position for another tongue lashing.

“Oh my, 1201, it seems you really enjoy having me lick cum off your chest. Are your cum covered nipples really that sensitive or is it the kisses?” he asked switching between licking and kissing.

“A bit of both but it seems your pet is at it again. Fuck! How does he get his tongue so far into me?”

“I think it's a natural talent for pet perverts. Shall I go fetch the collar and leash? Seems like I can finally move again. For a while I was concerned his ass would never let go of my cock.”

“Just the two of you wait until your pet pervert is able to stand again.” I vowed between mouthfuls of ass.

“That sounds like a very good reason to keep him where he is to me. How about you, 1201? Shall we let him up or keep him right there?”

“I may regret this but I'm curious to know what he intends to do to us when he stands up.” Adam told him. “Don't see his electric wheelchair around so I figure we can outrun him.”

“You do have a point. I wonder what he will do to us. Let's find out.”

Setting deed to word the two boys settled back on top of me in the same position we were in before I was so wonderfully fucked. This time the “I love you” we all spoke were heartfelt. There was no denying the love we felt for each other. Later I would marvel at lowering my defenses enough to allow this dangerous emotion back into my life. Cum leaked slowly from my ass while I kneaded the flesh of two sweaty asses. The thought of a second load being added to the first made me smile.

“A penny for your thoughts?” he asked. “Let's make that a kiss. I don't have anywhere to keep a penny on me right now.”

“I was just thinking how lucky I am to be receiving a second load of cum in my ass soon.”

“1201 it seems we have unleashed a monster. I still haven't recovered my strength from taking his virginity and he is looking forward to a second fuck. You know how you said you were certain we could outrun him? Walking would require a miracle now.”

“Well, it seems a timely reminder and a time ideally suited for the pet pervert to carry out its threat. Tickling me will only make it worse.”

“Possibly but it's the only defense we have.” said Adam as I rose up with them in my arms.

Moving away from the couch I sat down on the coffee table and laid them over my knees. I then set about giving both those upturned butts a nice rosy glow.

“We might have guessed he'd spank us.” Adam said as the firm tender blows slowly warmed his flesh. The swats were firm enough to turn their butts red without any pain.

“Yes, we should have guessed. Now if he would only spank us a little harder our butts would get redder quicker and we could go get a snack from the kitchen.”

“He is your pet and it wouldn't be nice of me to say bad things about his training but I agree with you. Pleasant as this is I am really hungry. Are we going to be much longer? Six a clock isn't that far away. Just saying. No need to rush on our account.”

They were right so I reluctantly let them up after only a dozen more smacks. Despite its gentleness the spanking had the desired effect of causing our cocks to begin hardening again in anticipation of round two.

“Do you think fucking your pet pervert is considered bestiality?” Adam asked as we headed to the kitchen. This earned him a firmer swat even as I smiled at his wit.

“No, I don't think so but it is beastly hard work.” he responded earning him a firm swat as well. The boys were laughing so hard they had to walk the rest of the way leaning on each other.

“Sodas all around and some chips,” I said moving around the two still-laughing boys and grabbing our snacks.

We needed a second round before we were ready to consider getting around to the second load I wanted so badly.

“Do we have to do it in the living room?” Adam asked shyly.

“I'm sure he'd agree with me that we can do it in any room you want.” I answered. “Where do you want to do it?”

“The shower.” Adam told us blushing. “If you there's enough room for three of us.”

“We'll make it work,” he told his friend.

“There's enough room.” I told them both.

“Really? How can you be so certain?” Adam asked.

“1201 you are the best.” he said laughing and going over to hug Adam from behind. “The only way he can be so certain is because he has done it with two other boys in the shower. That will also save us some time getting cleaned up before your mom gets here. Let's go! My pet pervert needs his second fucking as much as I need a good sucking. Don't waste time clearing the table. You can live with a mess for a few minutes. We'll keep your mind off it. I promise or you can spank me.”

“Like that's a punishment.” Adam chirped getting up from his chair.

All three of us were rock hard when we got to the bathroom. I stood between them with my arms draped over their shoulder. We were all imagining what positions would work best for us. Facing the wall would be out of the question because he wanted to be blown while Adam was fucking me.

“Got any ideas about how we should be set up?” he asked. “You're the one in charge.”

“I can't seem to come up with a way that allows us to kiss while you are being blown.” Adam answered. “He could suck you if he sat down on my cock but we wouldn't be able to suck. The only way seems to be the same way we did it downstairs. I'd like to try a different position. Any suggestions?”

“Let's ask the more experienced member of our party.” he said. “Kind sir I was wondering if you could help two horny young boys figure out a way to feed you cum at both ends while professing their affection for each other through passionate kissing? You being so much taller than us if you were to kneel between us our lips wouldn't touch and denied his sweet kiss my ardor would wither causing my robust manhood to shrivel and my nuts to drop in sulky silence without providing you with sustenance. Pray tell us sir, enlighten us, is there a solution to this predicament my mirthful friend and I find ourselves in?”

“Surely, young sirs, your beauty and the batting of your eyes has inspired me to a level of wisdom never before obtained in my many years.” I said as stately as I could. “However, it would be most unseemly for me to cast this wisdom before you without adequate recompense above and beyond our fornicating here and now. What offers do you, young sirs, think would be fitting to prevent this wisdom from feeling cheapened and scorned?”

“Why, Sir, thou are neither kind nor good to take such advantage of us innocent youths. Already well fucked, even if I do say so myself, by one of us you now wish to extort all manner of unconditional and no doubt wicked requests from us even while benefiting from the services of the sweet cock of the lad rolling on the floor in side-splitting laughter? You, sir, are a scoundrel of the wickedest sort making me loathe to pay you with free requests upon my person.

Alas, my friend's pleas to bring his current torment to an end and to proceed forthwith to buggering you have moved my heart. Inspired by his generosity from last night as you wreaked havoc upon his delicate tush what say I offer to pay the same price he willingly paid? Or will you not content with milking our heavy nuggets demand a soul draining price? My heart mayhaps?”

“Kind and good are concepts easily cast aside when you stand naked before me with an ass that causes the marble statues of Greece to feel embarrassment in comparison.” I said haughtily. “There is no sin nor slanderous character trait known to man or god I would not embrace for the opportunity to embrace your bubble butt. I'd negotiate further if not for the pleas of your friend clutching at my ankle. His desire for my ass so flattering I shall deny him no longer. We, young sir, have a deal.

Here is how we shall go about solving your dilemma. He of the aching sides shall position himself between my legs at the entrance to my bowels. Gently easing my legs up and over my head he shall pass them into your good hands. You, positioned at my head with your glorious, rampant manhood and load close to my ravenous maw, shall pass my legs through your armpits. Thus will you be able to move forward as far as necessary to kiss the tender lips of your friend, currently pressed against my feet in homage to my wisdom. He will lean forward to brace himself on the shower wall and drive his cock into my bowels from above my exposed ass.

Does this provide enough variety for you from our earlier fucking to satisfy you both?'

“Absolutely. Now get in there.” They chorused shoving me unceremoniously into the shower.

“What is this unseemly haste?” I protested mildly as we assumed our positions. There was no reason to let them know how eager I was for my second buggering.

“Two words. Horny. Mom.” Adam said while standing behind me and applying fresh lube to my ass.

“Well said, my sweet friend.” he said locking my legs firmly in position. “Tarry a moment from your task to let me taste those sweetly spoken lips.”

“Young sirs, this is not the most comfortable of positions to hold for any length of time or any time at all methinks.”

“You, scoundrel, are being well paid with my flesh and if this is all the torment you endure for feasting upon me I see no reason for you to complain. Our end of the bargain shall commence towards fulfillment at your ends when we are ready. Considering your breath falls hotly upon my balls one would think such a wise fellow as you would have taken the initiative to ensure payment, from my end at least, was hastened. Did you require an even less subtle hint? Hmm, it seems not. Oh, sweet Eros it seems my tender friend had best apply himself to your other end with the same haste we entered this wet temple of love or else I shall lay slumped upon the floor while he is still satiating his lust.”

No sooner said than I was being done. Whether it was from the ease of his fingers entering me or my own good fortune I could not say but he drove his boner down into me in one smooth thrust. Then he held himself rock hard and rock still while he caught his breath. My cries were smoothly muffled by the lowering of a groin onto my face. Rather than run the risk of Adam thinking he had hurt me my perceptive lover had silenced my groans of pleasure. I was soon grateful the boys had agreed to share this moment because he was urging Adam on with soft words of encouragement and guidance. A novice at love-making he might be but the memory of what he experienced could not have been far different from what Adam was experiencing. Offering kisses, an ear and softly-spoken words of praise he ensured all three of us created a memory we would cherish the rest of our lives.

Being penetrated downwards left no debate about who was in charge. Heady as this was for Adam my emphasized submissiveness was proving to be a surprisingly huge turn-on. His balls remained in contact with my ass even when he drew back until just the head of his cock was inside me. Urged on by the obvious mounting pleasure in his friend Adam pounded my ass as fast and as hard as he could. The wet, squelching as he fucked my cum filled passageway added a heady eroticism none of us had ever experienced before together. The boys seemed to find this evidence of our recent fucking quite a turn-on. I relished the reminder this was my second fuck in less than two hours. Consciously or unconsciously, as I sucked all of his cock into my mouth, he reached between my legs to stroke my cock. Realistically there was no way Adam could last long enough to get me off for my second orgasm in such a short time by merely fucking me. The extra stimulation of his hand plus the mental stimulation of knowing it was the first time he was jerking me off plus everything else I was experiencing was a sensory dump that led to a body-wracking cum dump in no time.

Adam couldn't delay his orgasm after seeing me writhing in passion beneath his driving hips. While his cum flowed deeply into me he kept on fucking my ass. Neither of us wanting it to stop. Upside down aided the cum in flowing deeper into me. My other lover was somehow able to remember I was not in the best position to swallow his load. Releasing my legs he rolled to the side and sat on the floor of the shower with his back against a wall. He pulled me over onto my stomach with my head buried in his lap greedily sucking away at his erection. Horny Adam needed not prompting to seat himself on top of my shoulders and begin another kissing session with his friend. Denied the taste of his seed for so long – almost an eternal twenty-four hours – my sucking became almost painfully forceful. I'd waited long enough. He'd waited long enough. He wanted it out as much as I wanted it in. Drinking the sweet nectar I thought to myself life couldn't get much better. The smiles and kisses that greeted me were pleasant confirmation.

“What's that noise?” I asked hearing the faint sound of music.

“Holy crap!” exclaimed Adam staggering as quickly as he could out the bathroom.

“He does have a nice ass”

“You finally noticed.” I said kissing him.

“I noticed three days ago but was worried you'd prefer it to mine.”

“What changed?”

“Now I know no one ass could satisfy your hunger for boy bum.”

“Mom texted to say she'll be up in five minutes and wants to know if we need anything?” he said standing dripping wet in the doorway with his cellphone in hand.

“Do you think she could bring us some clothes if we waited here for her?” I asked Adam.

“That's not funny. We'll never be ready before she gets here. We're screwed.”

“I am.” I said with a happy bemused smile on my face.

“Two minutes.” Adam said starting to panic.

“Ask her to go down to the corner store and fetch us some ice-cream. Tell her it will be ready and paid for at the counter in five minutes.”

“We have ice cream.” he told me while texting.

“There's enough food in the freezer to hid it behind. Since you're up why don't you bring me my phone so I can order the ice-cream?”

“Quick thinking.” he said snuggling close to me and kissing me. “I thought Adam was going to fall apart at the seams.”

“You were pretty cool and calm.”

“I told you my mom is going to find out pretty soon so I'm not concerned. She did say she'd love to hear I'd been a naughty boy one day. How much naughtier can I be?”

“I have no idea. We will have fun finding out over the next few weeks...”

“Months,” kiss “and years” kiss.

The boys dried me off while swatting my hands as I attempted to latch on to their asses. They dried off while I greeted his mom at the door.

“Mom come see our new clothes.” Adam urged coming downstairs.

“In a bit.” she said. “I'm on guard duty in the kitchen. I'll have a look when the cooking is done.”

The boys watched TV while I spent a comfortable time in the kitchen preparing dinner. My housekeeper knew me better than I knew myself it seemed. This was just the therapy I needed and it felt so good I didn't even mind the fact I had a babysitter. A babysitter with good reflexes who caught the wine bottle, pulled the skillet off the burner before the oil got too hot and assembled the garlic bread. We escaped from the kitchen with wine in hand thirty minutes later. Once the shepherd's pie finished baking dinner would be ready.

“Who's all that salad for?” asked a disappointed sounding Adam.

“All of us and the rest of the food doesn't come out until I am convinced you've eaten a healthy amount.” I told him.

“Well if that's what it takes load me up.” he declared holding out his salad bowl.

“How do you do that?” his mom asked wide-eyed. “I usually threaten him with a spanking but it doesn't work very well.”

“I threaten him with lots of embarrassing gentle touches in front of the other boys in the park. He's spent a lot of time learning to cope with pain. Gentleness is much more uncomfortable and embarrassing.”

“That's my fault.” she started with tears forming.

“No, a certain amount of pain in life is inevitable. Learning to process it while he is young will serve him well in life. A vast majority of it was caused by you needing to protect him and take him away from his dad. You had no other choice to keep him safe.”

“You knew? How?” she asked dabbing at her eyes with her napkin.

“Adam told me over that one weekend when he insisted on staying here. You were brave enough to let him make that choice despite your fears. I consider your trust in me one of the greatest gifts I've ever received in this lifetime. Now thanks to you he is healing.”

“But you had to play therapist and did a better job than his therapist. Why is that? Are you a therapist?”

“No, I have an advantage his therapist doesn't have.”

“What's that?” she asked her curiosity plain to see.

“I can spank him.” I told her with a wink. “You gave me permission the first night I babysat for you.”

“Yes, I did. I'd forgotten.” she said laughing.

“He didn't and neither did I.” I told her getting up from the table and collecting the empty salad bowls.

“No, you don't. The boys will help me clear the table. Your housekeeper and Tracy were adamant you were not to bring stuff from the oven to the table. After what I saw tonight I agree. Have you considered visiting a therapist?”

“My housekeeper has it all in hand. She has corrupted these two angels to the point where they have agreed to assist her in her plot.”

“You could always try spanking them.”

“But then I'd have to spank their mom's as well. I'm far too lazy to spank so many people. Easier to suffer whatever it is you have in store for me.”

“Right now it's shepherd's pie. Somebody has no trouble with gentleness.” she said looking over to where he had leaned up to kiss my cheek when he collected my salad bowl. “He may prove a good influence on Adam.”

What would you have said if you'd seen them French kissing over my naked body about an hour ago, I thought. The grins on their faces told me the boys were thinking similar thoughts. Adam lived almost entirely in the present moment. The only time he thought about the future was in connection with his maintenance spankings. The past remained a painful place. A pain-free today was to be savored for as long as possible. This meant he had not realized if his friend's involvement with me became known there would be no hiding our agreement. I knew Adam was too honorable to say there was nothing more to it than the spankings. Adam wouldn't do this if it meant hurting his friend. Out of the two who knew this day was inevitable it was the younger of us who was more at peace with it.

“You don't mind me rushing off so soon?” she said kissing my cheek at the door. “We want to take shameful advantage of our two free nights and have a second girls night out. The meal was wonderful and seeing my son eat salad was a rare pleasure. Please send them home if you need to be alone.”

“They're not too much trouble most of the time.” I said with a deep sigh. Can you believe he swatted my butt in front of his friend's mom? Adam of course had to join in as well.

“Sure you don't want us to take them back?”

“No, from now on it's a salad only night. Stop tickling. Yes, I was just kidding. I promise. How does a milkshake night sound. Phew. That was close.”

“1201 would you please get the playroom ready?” he asked closing the door. “We can't stay up too late with church tomorrow.”

“OK. Give me five minutes. Will that be enough time for you guys?”

“What do we need to do?” I asked curiously.

“Go the bedroom and get naked.” he answered. “When 1201 has the room ready he will come and collect us. He'll strip in the bedroom so we won't have clothes all over the apartment. Our church clothes on hanging in the spare bedroom so we can get dressed quickly in the morning. Right after your spanking from Tracy.”

“Three days of good behavior and I'm woken with a spanking every morning. Where is the justice?”

“Good behavior?” asked Adam as we headed up the stairs.

“For a monstrous pervert it has been good behavior.”

“And you've been rewarded with a spanking each morning.”

“Trust you to see it as a reward. Now get into that playroom. I have a young boy to strip in my lair.”

We'd never be ready in five minutes if I removed any of his clothing I was told. He it seemed was capable of stripping us both in five minutes. Adam came in while he was kneeling behind me placing kisses on my ass cheeks.

“He's got you hooked on ass as well, I see,” declared Adam starting to take off his clothes.

“And cock.” He replied placing a quick kiss on the head of my cock on his way to help 1201 get naked. I noticed some more butt and cock kissing. The somberness around him had me concerned. Something was happening I did not understand. I lacked enough data to compute a solution to paraphrase a TV show. All I could do was go along and trust in my skills to help him afterward. They led me down the passage to the playroom.

Everything was exactly as it had been last night. The only difference was our positioning. He secured me in the stocks first. Then he secured Adam as he had been secured last night.

“I've added a brush because my hand may not be strong enough to adequately give you a proper warm up.” he said holding it in front of me. “1201 suggested this one. I'm glad you agree. Let's get started before I lose my nerve.”

The sound of him taking a deep breath and exhaling was my only warning. On the second exhalation his hand struck my ass. Small it might be but it imparted quite a sting. He had been paying attention last night. There was no way his slight frame could keep this up for long and soon he was stepping in front of me to pick up the brush.

“How am I doing so far?” he asked.

“The technique is almost perfect. Relax your wrist a little more. We'll work on increasing your strength. Let the brush do the work. All you need is a quick snap of the wrist.”

“Thank you, this isn't easy.”

“Don't go further than you can bear. We can do this as often as you need as you grow. Internally and externally.”

“I'll keep that in mind. I promise.” he told me seeing the concern in my eyes.

Ouch! Looking up from my trapped position I saw a smile on Adam's face. Adam knew all the spanking implements very well and had suggested a brush that covered a large surface area. This warm up had me clenching and unclenching my cheeks between blows in an effort to get some relief. Any relief was welcome. Before he picked up the paddle I was shifting from one foot to the other. My ass has grown soft, I thought. Then I remembered it had been four years since my last spanking. The day I'd parted myself from J. Who would be here in two days. Smack! Pain this time a welcome distraction.

This time he said nothing as he came around to get the paddle. I saw the tracks of tears down his cheeks. He had tried to conceal them by wiping away the tears first. My concern grew. What remedies did I have on hand? Still insufficient data. Curses. The paddle had been my favorite implement when I was on the receiving end of a spanking. The solidity and large surface area it covered were comforting at times. There was pain but unlike the sharp bite of a brush or burn from a cane this pain was a cleansing pain. A pain that promised to wash away feelings of self-loathing. After so long I would have slipped back into its comforting embrace if it weren't for the concern I saw in Adam's eyes as he gazed over me.

“Take as long as you need.” I told him between gasps of pain. “We've barely gotten started. Experience everything you need to experience. Please don't suffer any more. Please.”

Adam looked towards the mirror behind me and visibly flinched. I'd need a liberal dose of the oil blend applied if Adam was wincing. Right now my concern for the lover beating me kept the pain at a safe distance. He was so gentle. He'd gone so much further than most and he still wasn't done. The spanking had stopped without me realizing it. I knew it was over because he had released the stocks from the hook behind me. Now I had Adam's cock and balls in my face. Now I had a mouthful just as Adam had enjoyed last night. This was not exactly like last night I realized. Remembering Adam's comments about the smaller stocks being solely for punishment they had been omitted from tonight's session.

This meant I wouldn't get to see his face directly after the spanking. There were no balls to free so he stayed behind me to fuck me. Afraid of the pain pressing against my skin would cause me he started off gently. Then he realized how counterproductive this was to the lessons he needed to learn so he stepped closer to my tortured flesh. I heard the hiss of his breath as the heat from my ass stoked his passion. The desire to enjoy yourself through the suffering of another was a heady emotion. Instinctively you tried to resist and remain a good person but it kept hammering at your defenses. Every stroke into the heated furnace of the well-spanked ass was the clash of a battering ram at the door of your castle. When the door broke the strokes would become faster as you were dragged headlong down to your lowest emotional ebb and rewarded for you weakness with a mind-blowing orgasm.

Watching his friend Adam rode the wave as well. Caught up in the mixed emotions warring on the face of his friend Adam could only interpret the bliss on his friend's face as something he wanted to share in. Unlike his friend Adam had only ever been on the receiving end and had never been in the driving seat with the knowledge that just a day before he had ridden the same wave to his own blissful orgasm. I knew. I knew when my defenses crumbled two of us became victims of this illicit pleasure.

Even with the concern I felt for him the warmth of his seed flowing into me brought me joy. Now I could feel the tears as he stood with his softening cock slipping slowly from me and his hands resting on my hips. Way too much fucking data I thought. We need to reach him quickly. Tincture for shock. Brandy. A double. One for him. One for me. I need to get free of this stock now.

“Young sir, it is kind of you to be moved to tears at the sight my magnificent body but my old back is feeling the years of many a Golden Age.” I said trusting our banter would reach him where nothing else could. “A magnificent, smooth, flawless ass I know can easily move a boy to tears. Why I believe your ass has moved me to tears a time or two as I sat on a park bench.”

“No scoundrel would ever be blessed with an ass to move young gods like us to tears,” he retorted unthinkingly “unless they were tears of relief that our asses bear no similarity to what my poor eyes behold. You took your chastisement fairly well so I shall say to my fellow inquisitor I am leaning in favor of releasing you. What say you 1201? Shall we let this withered husk of a man free of his bonds?”

“A pity it is the scoundrels of this world that control the supply of milkshake in my world.” Adam said mournfully. “I hardy think it fair for us to be denied our milky treat after bestowing two such treats upon him. Release us. Milkshakes and bed await us.”

His hands were shaking too much for him to unbuckle the belts around Adam's arms. Gently I moved his hands aside to finish freeing Adam. Then I took him in my arms and led him out into the hallway. He shed a few more tears. Shock had set in causing the flow of tears to temporarily dry up. Later if I did my work well enough the flood gates would open.

“Put this on,” I instructed handing him a robe from the bathroom. “Wait for us downstairs. We won't be long.”

“I can help.” he began.

“Do it as a favor me, please? I'll fondle your ass for an hour tomorrow if you grant me this boon.”

“Huh, you'll fondle my ass for an hour tomorrow even if I don't grant it.”

“True,” I said watching him walk towards the steps. Then I entered the playroom to give Adam a hand.

“How can you walk?” Adam asked.

“He needs my help.” I stated flatly. “Would you mind applying some of your oil blend when we are done here. I don't want him to see what he's done.”

“We can do it know and then finishing getting the room in order.”

“A few more minutes won't matter. Let's finish here first.”

Adam looked at me with a confused expression on his face when I handed him a robe. I told him I didn't want to make it obvious I was trying to keep him from seeing my ass and if I were the only one wearing a robe it would be pretty obvious. The oils helped. I'd need another application tomorrow morning if I were going to be able to sit at church. Before going into the kitchen to make the shakes I gave him the tincture in some water. He heeded my warning and drank it down in one swallow.

“Bedtime milkshakes,” I announced carrying them from the kitchen. “Adam that one's yours. Now don't go sipping any of ours because I want you sober enough to wake us if we oversleep. The other two shakes have brandy. I'll make you one with brandy next weekend.”

“You go through this every time you spank 1201?” he asked quietly as we settled down to sleep.

“Yes.” I answered just as quietly.

“How do you stand it?”

“Consider the alternative.”

“Oh, yes. Still...” and the brandy gave him the blessings of forgetfulness and a good nights rest.