Chapter 7

The next morning, Josh woke me up again the same way he did the previous day, and then, as soon as he had me drained, he kissed me deeply, said goodbye, and skipped over to Cole's room to fuck him silly this morning. With the massive plug in his bum, he said his ass was satisfied. He did not even change my diaper for me before he left, so I had to do it myself. As soon as I was ready though, I headed out. I peeked into Cole's bedroom, since the door was not closed, and Josh was busy fucking away merrily already. I headed to the kitchen and found Cole's dad there, said good morning to him, and asked if he had caught Cole before or after Josh had joined him.

He grinned and said, “After, which embarrassed Cole to no end, but Josh never even broke his stride and kept on fucking him. I told him that I was not coming back now, 'til maybe the weekend if you were agreeable, and that he would be here 'til the start of school, whereas I'd be staying at the new house that was going to be ready for us soon.”

“Good, what if it's not ready today?” I asked.

“I'll just sleep on the couch in my office, no big deal. So, what all are you gonna teach Cole anyway, other than his sexual prowess, which it appears that Josh can teach him well?”

“I'll have Josh give him the crash course in everything that he's learned so far, with the exception of driving or flying, he really doesn't need to learn that so much right now, but we will if we have time. I don't think we'll train him how to take pain and suffering as much either, and we won't make him hold his orgasms and to not pass out during sex. What we will teach him though is all the hand to hand combat skills, martial arts, weapons, and of course all the workouts for strength and stamina. I strongly suggest you get him into an advanced martial arts class to continue his training when he does come home, and fully expect him to be leaner, stronger, meaner and considerably different when he does come home. You heard what Josh did, I will teach Cole how to do the same thing, no one will be able to hold him, unless they're better than he is, or manage to get him by surprise. If we have time to, which we'll work on at least some anyway, we'll also sharpen his senses and observation skills. By the time that we finish with him, he'll be damn near good enough to be a spy, but he's not the right type of person for that. He could work with us easily though in a support way.”

“Oh, good. What makes you think that he wouldn't make a good spy anyway, I don't think so either, but you being the professional, I want your opinion.”

“He knows love of family, he's very soft and caring, he's never been bullied or beaten on, he's never been willing to die to make it all stop, he'd just never be able to do what we do without crumbling. When I found Josh, you should've seen him, the abuse he'd suffered was horrible, he was already dead, and when I offered him to die and come work for me, he accepted. He's about ten to twenty times stronger and better now than he was then, but it took a lot of work. He had the strength of character to do it though. Also, Cole's just not smart enough in the right ways, his brain just doesn't work like ours need to, we won't be able to train him in certain things. He's more smart like you are, inventive, and I have no doubts that he'll be working with you before too long.”

“Okay, so pretty much right in line with what I was thinking. You have to think survival, he's never had to do that, and is getting too old now to truly learn. He could if he had to, but he doesn't have to, so might not be able to do it.”

“Pretty much exactly.”

“Okay.”

“No, we'll train him in everything we can, ten to twelve hours a day of intensive working, and by the time he goes back to school, no one will be able to push him around.”

“Good. Well, if you're ready to go, I think I'd like to head out pretty quick here.”

“Okay, I was gonna wait to have breakfast 'til later with the boys anyway, so let's go.”

We headed out then and hopped in the helicopter as soon as we had it ready to go, and took off. Once we were near, I had to give my credentials so that I could fly into restricted airspace without being blown out of the sky, and shortly after landing, Cole's dad hopped out and I headed back home. I did not need to make any stops, so I went straight home, and because I was pushing the helicopter to go as fast as it possibly could, I made the round trip in just over three hours. As I was setting down, I could see that Josh already had Cole in the sparring arena, working with him on a few different things, but it mostly looked like martial arts training. I set down, then went and greeted the boys.

“Hi.” They both said back, though Josh did not allow Cole to stop.

“So, your dad caught you taking it hard this morning, huh!” I grinned to Cole, who blushed furiously.

“Yeah, was so embarrassing.”

“Why, he knows you're gay, he knows you and Josh are having sex, and he's happy for you. It was good for you though, be yourself around your dad.”

“I know he knows, but knowing and seeing are different, it's still embarrassing.”

“Maybe the first couple times. So, how do you feel about being here for the next six weeks to train?”

“Is that what he was saying, my concentration wasn't exactly focused at the time?”

“Yeah. We'll try and get him out here for the weekends, but he's not coming back now, and he'll come get you just before school starts. He wants you to be able to protect yourself from now on, hence the intensive training we're gonna put you through. By the time we're done with you, you won't look or feel anywhere near the same as you did, you'll be able to handle yourself in virtually any situation, and that's what he wants. Now, I'm gonna go make breakfast, you two meet me there in half an hour, okay.” I said and turned and walked away, so that Cole could not say anything about it.

I went and made a good filling breakfast and, just as it was ready, the boys came stumbling in. We ate, and then we all went and had a group diaper change. As we ate and changed diapers, I had Josh tell Cole all the rules that he had to now follow, so Josh told him all the rest that he had not already told him, because he had already started telling him some of them. Finally we headed outside and I took us to the helipad.

“Okay, Josh, you still need to train on how to take off and land the helicopter, so today I'm gonna act as both of your instructors at the same time. Go grab one of the headsets for me to wear please.”

He was back a few moments later and I put it on.

“Okay, I trust you remember how to start up and everything?”

“Yes.”

“Good, go get in and get started up, don't forget to do your pre flight inspection, I'll be watching.”

Josh took off and did what he was supposed to do, and I turned to Cole.

“And as for you, I need to face Josh, so you're to face me right in front of me, I'm gonna start making you move. I'm gonna pretend to hit or kick you, I want you to move your body to avoid the hits. As we go, I'm gonna get faster and faster, there's to be no blocking, you only move your body. Remember your ready stance though, every time you move, you move back into that. I'll also pause at times and make you anticipate my next move, then I'll lash out, and you have to dodge the hit.”

“Okay.” He said, gulping a bit, not liking the sound of that.

Josh was done his pre flight inspection and had already hopped in and started it up, so by the time I was finished explaining to Cole, he was ready.

“Okay, the first exercise is to give just enough power to bring yourself off the ground by twenty centimeters. Remember, smooth easy power control, don't jerk the controls, it's not a cock. Lift off now.”

He did so, and I made him hover there for a few minutes.

“Okay, set it back down, and do it softly, don't jar it.”

He did so.

“Good, and back up again.”

We did this for about half an hour, and then I had him increase his height to about one meter. I had him do the exact same things. Then I made him rotate himself at one meter height, so that he spun himself in circles. I made him do so fast and slow, but always fully controlled. I then had him hover in place again, and tilt himself forward and back, then side to side. I then had him go up to ten meters, do all the same things over again, and then land, and he was doing perfectly. Finally I told him to go ahead and take it for a spin around the valley, but to not go over a hundred meters.

All the while I was instructing Josh on flying, I had not stopped once trying to hit Cole, and I was making him sweat. Not once did I actually connect with and hit him, but I was making him move. There were a couple times where he instinctively tried to block a hit, especially the once when I attempted to kick him in the nuts, but that truly is an automatic reaction for every guy, protect at all costs, no matter the cost.

I allowed Josh to fly around until his fuel warning started sounding, because I had not refueled when I landed this morning, so he had only had a few hours of flight time. He came in, hovered right over the landing pad, and then lowered himself to the ground as perfectly as if he had been training for years. He shut down and hopped out, smiling happily and proudly.

“You did very good Baby, congratulations. I normally don't let my new recruits take it up and around for so long on their first real try, but you did amazing.”

“Thanks, it's a lot of fun actually.”

“You'll get to practice lots more over the next week or two, but remember, unless it's an emergency, you're to never go flying on your own without express permission first.”

“I understand, no worries.”

For the rest of the day, I had Josh working hard with Cole, only allowing him to take a couple breaks throughout the day. By the time bedtime rolled around, Cole was nearly comatose, and he didn't even twitch a little as Josh rubbed lotion and cream into his groin, and he was so soft that he looked as small as Josh, it was rather cute actually. Josh and I did manage to go have a good couple hours of fun and games, and, as suspected, when we removed the large plug from Josh, it hurt, and he had to go to the bathroom and void his bowels something fierce, but, once again, not such a huge surprise.

The next couple weeks went by in the same way, and day by day, Cole was getting better. His dad had not made it back out the first weekend, but he had just left after spending the past weekend, and Cole was happy, even though we hardly allowed him any rest, he was just happy to see his dad, of whom he had hardly ever been apart from. It was good for him though. I now have Josh up to the level at which I expect my much older recruits to be at when flying a helicopter. He can maneuver through anything, even evasive and combat, and he is so accurate that I placed a watermelon on a fence post, and he chopped the top off of it with his main blades. Cole, of course, wanted us to train him to fly as well, but, like I said, we had much more important things to teach him first, but if he did well, then we could see what we could do, or maybe he could come back at a later date to learn as well. He was okay with that, even though he did not necessarily like it, but the prospect of getting to come back did help.

The next four weeks went by again quickly, and Cole is coming along beautifully. I had Josh do all the training, and while Cole is still nowhere near the level I would require, he is at a higher level than he would ever likely need to be at to protect himself. We kept him at a near constant state of exhaustion, but he did get used to the pace, and we did allow him rests when and if we thought he needed them. His strength and stamina are very good now, and his fighting skills are nearly top notch. No one would be able to attack him now without receiving grievous bodily harm.

The previous weekend, the boys went at it hard and strong, they were both bloodied and bruised by the end of the match, it was a lot of fun to watch, but it was finally Josh that won. I had no doubts about that, he is just too much better at this than Cole is. It was comical seeing his dads face though when he saw Cole the next day, he was in shock, and asked what had happened. Cole had two black eyes, a split lip, his chest, back, arms, and legs were all battered and bruised, and he was smiling brightly, because, like he told his dad, it hurt like bloody hell, but he and Josh fought for almost two hours, before Josh managed to take him down, and it was mostly because they were both so tired and sore by then that it was only a matter of who made the first mistake. His dad laughed and looked to Josh, because he had not even seen him yet, and saw the same things on him, and he looked like he had gone through a blender as well.

Josh and Cole had kept each other very sexually satisfied for the entire time that Cole was at our house, and though Josh and I still had an amazing session every night, and I still fisted him and gave him the big plug every few days, he never hinted at my fucking him. He was good with Cole for that role, for now, but I wondered what would happen once Cole was no longer here. The boys had told me everything about what they were doing, and they were routinely piss fucking each other now, fist fucking each other, which I was glad that Cole was able to do, and they would go for three or even four orgasms a piece every morning.

It is finally Cole's last weekend with us, school starts on Tuesday, today is Friday, and we had just finished dinner. Cole expected his dad any minute now, he was going to spend the weekend, then they would head home on Sunday afternoon some time.

“So, Cole, how do you feel now that it's your last weekend here?” I asked as we were cleaning up from dinner.

“Sad, nervous, excited, happy, and probably everything in between. I don't wanna leave here, because I love it here, but I'm happy to be going home too. I really miss my dad, it's been so hard being apart as much as we have been. I'm also happy that the training is finally over, because I wouldn't mind getting some rest. I'm gonna really miss the near constant sex though, that's been absolutely amazing. I also wanna get back to school, I actually like school and I miss it. I'm gonna really miss you guys though, even though you've been really hard on me.”

“That's good. And are you gonna continue with your martial arts training and everything?”

“Absolutely. My dad already told me he found me a really good school where I'll be able to continue learning, though I'm not sure how much more someone else can teach me that you guys haven't already.”

“Actually, it'll be good to learn from others as well, there's way more for you to learn, so have no fears there.”

Just then his dad walked in and Cole went and gave him a hug and said hello. He asked almost the exact same question, and Cole gave him pretty much the exact same response.

“And are you still sure about wearing diapers full time, you said you did last weekend?”

“Absolutely. Not even sure what'd happen now if I stopped wearing diapers, I don't even think about it any more, but I'm always nice and soggy.”

“Okay, then I hope you like your baby nursery.”

“Probably, we'll have to wait and see.” He grinned cheekily at his dad, not taking the bait.

“I should've too, but that would've been a waste of money. I did get you all the diapers and supplies you asked for, as well as all new clothes, diaper shirts included, and a few other things that I thought you might like.”

“Let me guess, dildos, butt plugs and lubes?” He asked, sounding more hopeful than anything.

“As a matter of fact, yes, I thought you might enjoy them.”

“Thanks Dad.”

“No problem, anything for my little gay baby boy. Now, any food left over for this old man?”

We all nodded yes and he went and grabbed it and ate as we sat there talking. After he was finished, we all went swimming, since the boys and I were ready for diaper changes anyway, and we all wanted to kick back and relax. It was to be a full relaxing weekend, because it was to be our last together for some time. We swam and enjoyed the hot tub and sauna, of course both father and son had no problems getting naked in front of each other any more, and then once we were all swam and soaked out, we went and dried off, diapered up, and went and watched a couple movies before bed.

Saturday flew by with us just playing and relaxing, though the boys stayed in Cole's bedroom for nearly three hours after waking up, and they did the same on Sunday morning as well. We had just had lunch, and, as we were cleaning up, Cole's dad broke the bad news, that they really should be heading out. Cole got instantly teary eyed, and I could tell that Josh wanted to as well, only his training was helping to keep his emotions somewhat in check.

“Well, I guess this is goodbye.” Cole said, trying to sound strong, but the tears were pouring out pretty good now.

“Not goodbye, just see you later.” Josh said.

“That's right. You're welcome to come and visit, and if and when we're in the area, we'll come and visit.” I said.

Cole came and gave us both hugs in thanks, but gave Josh a very tender and special kiss that lasted nearly five minutes.

“Thanks so much for everything guys, I finally feel like I have the strength and confidence to deal with whatever gets thrown my way.”

“You're very welcome. It was fun teaching you, and the next time I see you, I want you to have yourself a hot little gay baby boyfriend.” Josh said.

“I'll certainly give it my best.” He smiled.

“Good. Now, your baby diaper should be changed, and then you have to get dressed, so let's go take care of that. Is that his bag of clothes?” Josh asked Cole's dad, pointing to the bag that he had brought down with him, but had been left separate of his luggage.

“Yes.”

Josh grabbed it as he left the room, pulling Cole up to his bedroom to change him. They did not play, they were still pretty worn from the mornings activities, they hardly even talked, Josh said, he just changed Cole's diaper, then got him into his diaper shirt, shorts and golf shirt. He looked very good. Josh did have Cole change his diaper one final time, even though, technically speaking, he did not need to be changed yet, he still had a good couple hours left in it, but he wanted Cole to change him one last time, he knew it would be the last time that he got changed by him. They would visit, and they would talk, but they would never again share what they had for Cole's training, Cole now had to find his way and find a boyfriend, and once that happened, Josh knew that he would not have sex with him again, which meant he would not allow them to change each other either. This could only be good memories for them.

When they came back downstairs, Cole still had tears in his eyes, he gave us one last hug, thanked us again, and then led the way outside, his dad thanking us again for everything that we had done and followed Cole outside. We stayed inside, I did not want to make it any harder on the boys than it had to be. We heard them take off several minutes later, and then we got back to our day.

“So, how do you feel now?” I asked.

“Happy and sad all at the same time. It was very nice, I'm glad to have gotten to have the experience, but sad to see it go. I knew it had to happen though, Cole doesn't belong here with us, he'd never be able to do what we're expected to do, and it's not fair to put him through what he'd have to every time we leave on a mission. He's an amazing boy, and the boy who catches his eye's gonna be a very lucky little gay baby boy.”

“Yeah. You think it'll be a younger boy too huh?”

“Yeah, but probably not as young as me, probably twelve to fourteen, but no older than himself I think. I have no doubt that by the end of the week, he'll have himself the little hottie that he deserves. I told him that his best bet was that on the first day of school, admit to everyone that he's gay and that he has to wear diapers. Sure, some might tease him, but if they see that he's okay with it, that he's the one who said it, then it won't bother him. He was reluctant at first, but, like I told him, if there's any other gay diaper boys there, then they'll come to him, and he'll have his pick of so many hot gay baby boys he'll have to beat them off with a stick, or his hands.” He grinned.

“Good, and I would've told him the same thing. So, tomorrow morning we start training as usual again, and get you more ready for your next mission. I hadn't wanted you to take out attackers so early, but you did handle yourself very well.”

“I hadn't wanted to either, but that's how it worked out, and, in the end, it actually worked out for the best too. Now, there's something that I want tonight, you are gonna give it to me, and there's to be no arguments, or I'll take it. You're gonna fuck me, you're gonna slip that big hard cock deep into my hot little gay baby boy pussy, through both our soggy baby diapers, you're gonna fill me up with as much cum and piss as you possibly can, and then tomorrow morning, I'm fucking you.”

“Oh, really, and what makes you think that it's the right time?”

“Because, you wanted to get me to the point where I'd do anything to get it, and I will, however, you're not gonna do anything other than fuck me, because I know something you don't.” He grinned smugly.

“Oh, and what's that?”

“You want my ass as much as I want yours, we both know I can take you easily, and from now on, no sex at all for you, unless you fuck me. Normally you know as well as I do that a baby boy like me couldn't hold off, that I'd cave, but you've trained me to not cave, and I won't. You've been trained too, so it could be interesting to see which one of us breaks first. I'll do everything in my power though to make you crumble, I'm not in puberty yet, so it's not as hard for me to resist it as it will be for you, who does have to cum every day. I just like to, I don't have to. Now, what's your answer?”

“When you put it so eloquently, it makes it easy, the games are on. You wanna see who'll crumble first, then so be it, no sex then, but I'm gonna make you regret this decision.” I laughed, I had hoped he would pull such a stunt.

“Oh goody, this is gonna be fun then.” He grinned brighter still, he was playing me, I knew it, and I wondered if I had made the right choice, because he is right, I need to cum, he does not.

“Don't look so cocky boy, you think you're the first to try this trick on me?”

“I'm not being cocky, I just know you well. I may not be the first to try it, but I'll probably be the first to succeed. I know your limits, and I know mine too, you're so gonna cave. Oh, and by the way, you don't get to change my diapers either, and no jacking off, if I have to put one of the cock cages on you, I will.” He grinned, turned, and skipped off.

I should have been worried, but thought, nah, this is going to be fun. Even if he is right, and I am the first to crack, it will still make it totally worthwhile. I just grinned even more evilly to him and said, “Fine, but you're not allowed to jack off either.”

He turned and grinned, then said, “Then let the games begin.”

The rest of the day went well. We had a nice relaxing day, we swam and went horseback riding, and rounded out the day by watching a couple movies and having copious amounts of juice and popcorn. That night, when it was time for bed, we went to the bedroom and changed our own diapers. This and this alone bothered me most of all, but I did not let that show, because I knew that Josh was doing this for a very good reason. Neither of us were hard, though, to tell you quite honestly, I hope that Josh was trying to stay soft every bit as much as I was, because it is normal for me to be hard at diaper changes.

The next morning Josh and I removed our diapers after getting up, we still kissed goodnight and good morning, we went and had a shower, and while we were in there, Josh ground his cute little ass against my crotch and asked me if I was certain. Fuck me, I had to pinch myself hard to keep from getting hard. We went for breakfast after diapering ourselves, and then went and started our training back up. There were the normal activities that we always did, martial arts and hand to hand combat, exercises, and whatnot, but now I was drilling Josh in the arts of interrogation.

Trust me, this is not as easy at it sounds, some people have secrets that they just do not want to, or cannot tell, and we often need those secrets, but we are also not allowed, by law, to torture them, physically anyway. Interrogation is more of a mental game anyway, once you figure out how to crack your guest of honour, they will almost always tell you everything that you want to know. The key though is finding what is each persons deepest darkest fear, and then expose that. I have personally made the meanest of assassins and killers cry like little babies and spill their every secret just by dumping them into a pit full of spiders, rats, or snakes. You might be surprised just how many people are scared of that. Josh sure did not seem to like it any when I did that to him, and even though none of them were poisonous, or diseased, if and when they bite, it bloody well hurts. We had to take a four hour flight each way to do this, but it is always well worth the effort. My boys are always able to interact with these minor pests without fear by the time I am done with them. Josh had not been afraid of them, not exactly, but he had not liked them either, but now he is fine with them all.

Throughout the entire week, as I was going through the interrogation training with Josh, he tried every time he could to make me cave, but, so far, I was not budging. Staying soft though is getting harder and harder, I know, worlds largest oxymoron, well, behind government intelligence of course. Josh is still trying at every turn to make me ram my dick deep inside him and fuck him hard, and he has even started coming to the bathroom with me during my once or twice daily bowel movements, to ensure that I do not jack off. I admit that this had not crossed my mind, and I nearly barred his entrance, because I really needed to jack off, but he grinned and told me that the next time I came was to be in his ass, no ifs ands or buts about it, and he was being very adamant about that.

The next week was harder on me still. I have no idea how I managed to stay soft, though even I have to admit that I was getting a little chubbier at diaper changes and showers than I wanted to, but damn it, I am used to releasing a load at least twice a day, usually five or six though. How Josh was staying totally soft, even I had no idea, because I was ensuring that he was not jacking off either, going to the bathroom with him as well and everything. Even when the little puke face ground his ass into my crotch, either diapered or naked, it did not matter, he never even got slightly hard. He would grin at me and tell me that soon I would be his, and then I would give him anything and everything.

The way he is smiling at me now though, he knows he is starting to get to me, and I am starting to seriously wonder how much more I can take. When I have to, I can go for days, or even a week or two without sex. Usually, though, I don't have a constant reminder of what I am missing, and normally my boys cave long before now. Not one has ever lasted past a week, so I had never had to be tested quite like this. I had to wonder what was going to happen when I did finally cum though, my balls already feel like fucking grapefruits, they are so swollen and hard, and I am starting to truly understand what blue balls is all about, because trust me, it is not just a saying, they really are starting to turn blue now.

This morning, after I removed my diaper, the Wednesday of our third week since Josh cut off all sex, my balls are so engorged that it is excruciating, it is taking every ounce of willpower I have to not get hard, but, even still, I can only do so much, and I am starting to get hard. Josh sees this, grins, and reaches over and pets my balls. I squeal in agony.

“Okay fine, you win, I hope you're ready for this.”

“Told you.” He grinned massively.

“How have you been doing it, not even getting the slightest bit hard?”

“Easy, every time I had a naughty thought, I instantly thought about a female, that always takes away my aches. Now, you don't get to fuck me yet, we just took off our nice soggy baby diapers, you have to fuck me through our diapers, and I want you to fill me up as full as you possibly can, so, that means that we diaper each other up, go have a couple pots of tea, wet our diapers as much as we possibly can, and then, once you're bladder's as full as it can be, without you exploding, then, and only then, do you get to fuck me.”

“No, I need you now.”

“Nope, not gonna happen. Now, do I have to go get the cock cage and strap you in?”

“I don't think you'd be able to even get it on me.”

“I can make you go soft.”

“Please don't.”

“Fat ugly women, their disgusting ugly sloppy pussy's grinding in your face, you can smell her, she stinks like the sea on a brutally hot day, it's making you want to vomit. She's mashing her knees long disgusting breasts in your face now, they're so wrinkly and ugly, you wonder how anyone wouldn't just chop them off. Now she's grinding your cock with her humongous flabby ass, there's more rolls there than a bakery. She's trying to talk dirty to you, but you just want to cry and push her away, but she's larger than an average beached whale. She's trying to make you hard, but an entire trucks worth of Viagra couldn't make you hard with that hideous ugly beast near you.”

Well, that did it, that turned me off so much that I shrank smaller than Josh, well when he is hard, even I could not go that small, hopefully. He grinned and pulled up and taped closed my diaper, forgoing the cream and the lotion, knowing that the lightest of touches could set me off like an entire fourth of July fireworks display, at once. He then diapered himself, telling me that I was not allowed to touch him yet, because he did not want me to cum until it was time, and only once I was buried deep inside him.

We went and had breakfast, each of us drinking a pot of tea as we ate and talked, and then we went and did our morning exercises, did more observation skills sharpening, and I made Josh do an essay while I asked him questions. We made and ate lunch, had more to drink, and our diapers were already starting to get very full. Josh told me to hold all my pee from now on, and that he was going to do the same, and that in an hour or so, he was going to rock my world. Well, the way I felt at the moment, said world rocking was going to last exactly three seconds. I had no doubt that Josh was going to make me cum until I was dry, and I knew, without a shadow of doubt, that it was going to be the most painful and glorious thing that I ever experienced before, or possibly ever again. Not even I had gone two and a half weeks without cumming once, and to tell you the truth, I never wanted to do so again.

Finally I was near bursting point, I told Josh, and he grinned and dragged me to the bedroom. Trust me, I was not resisting, in fact, I damn near picked up Josh and ran there, and he had to restrain me a fair bit. I am currently far more horny than I have ever been in my entire life, and I hoped beyond hope that Josh was prepared for what is about to happen. His smile says he is, but I have my doubts.

Josh hopped onto the bed and grabbed the lube, poked the hole in the rear of his diaper, pulled out a very large butt plug. I asked when he had put that in, and he said when he went to the bathroom earlier to empty himself for now, he also filled himself up, because he wanted me to be able to slip right in and start fucking him immediately, he did not want or need any foreplay, this time would be all out raw fucking. Well, I was good with that. Gee, I wonder why. Josh then had me scoot forward, so I did, and he poked a hole in the front and opened it up as much as he needed to, then tried to extract me, only I am so hard that my erection is not cooperating in the least. Finally I had to reach inside and just ram it through the hole, it hurt like bloody hell, I don't mind saying, nor do I mind saying I screeched like a little girl.

“Okay, we're both ready. Now, you're not to cum 'til I tell you to, if you do, then I spank your bare ass. You must last a minimum of five minutes before cumming, for every second less than five minutes that you last, you get one spank as hard as I can administer it. I believe I told you that there were going to be consequences for your actions, and this is non negotiable.” He grinned cheekily.

“Fuck.” I said, and he grinned brighter still, because he had to know every bit as much as I do just how much pain I am in, and how fast I was going to go off.

I would not stop him from doing so either, I know I asked for it myself, he told me that he would make me pay for doing this, and I knew that I had to let him, or it would break our trust in each other. This is a game, it is part of the game I taught him, and if I did not play the game by the rules I set, then I deserved to be punished every bit as much as I would do to him.

“Okay, do it, slip in, and remember, no cumming, minimum five minutes, or longer.”

I slipped in, and fuck me, the heat and the pressure, they are amazing, astounding, incredible, every good thing in the world is how Josh's hot little gay baby ass felt around my cock at the moment. It took more willpower than I thought I had in me to not ram myself in and jack rabbit fuck him until I filled him so full of cum that his diaper would explode just from that. I tried so hard to concentrate on something else, I even tried the trick of envisioning ugly women, just so that I could last longer, but nothing is helping, I am building up to my largest cum ever, and we have just barely passed the minute marker.

“Only one minute, I can tell you want to cum, hold it, you're not allowed to cum in me yet.” Josh sighed so deeply, it turned me on even more, and I just do not know how much more I can take.

“I don't know how much longer I can take it, you're so amazing, you're simply the best I've ever had, I'm so full, so horny, you have to let me cum sooner.”

“No, you play with matches and you get burned, I told you, I told you time and time again that I'd make you crack and then exploit your weaknesses. You see, your weakness is sex, I've known that since the first day I met you, and I knew eventually I'd get to use your weakness against you. I suppose my weakness is sex too, these past couple weeks have been hard on me too, but you taught me well how to control my emotions, clearly better than you yourself can.”

God, he is massaging my erection with his ass, he is so amazing, we have just passed the two minute mark, and already I am about a hundred and seventeen seconds past where I thought I would explode in a supernova type ejaculation.

I am starting to hold my breath now, I know I cannot last much longer, the flashes of bright colorful lights are pulsing so fast now I can see nothing else.

“Unh unh unh, you're not cumming yet.” He said and smacked my ass so hard I yelped and gasped.

That gave me a few seconds reprieve, the pain was enough to bring me off the brink, just enough, but still, I had almost two and a half minutes left. If I cum now, that means a hundred and fifty spanks, and I know Josh can hurt me, especially with that many hits. With that in mind, I was able to concentrate just enough to not cum, yet, I was quite literally counting down the amount of hits that I would not get for every extra second I lasted. The problem is, what is worse, the pain I am in now, or the pain that I will be in if I cum too soon. It was starting to get seriously close to a draw now, I am in so much pain now, my balls have never hurt like this before.

Oh thank fuck, we just passed the three minute mark, only a hundred and twenty seconds of torture left. Sure, even I can hold off for two weeks, if absolutely needed, but I never have sexual instigation, and the second I get home, I jack off or fuck a boy and explode in just a few seconds. What Josh is doing to me now is just plain cruel, and he knows it too. The sounds he is making are causing me to want to cum even more, he sounds as if he is getting what he has needed for his entire life, even more than oxygen he sounds like he needs a man to fill him up to make him feel alive.

One and a half minutes left now. I am starting to burn up, I can feel it. I started to hold my breath again, but another sharp slap from Josh brought me down just enough once again to focus and not cum. I have now closed my eyes as tightly as I can, but the bright flashes of light are only getting brighter and stronger, and I am seriously wondering if even my heart can take any more of this.

One minute left, fuck me, it's no good, I cannot possibly hold on, I hold my breath again, and Josh slaps me, only this time, that is all I can take, the smack actually sets me off, and I explode. I yelled out so loud, even I hurt my ears, not to mention my throat, and I feel like a fire hose, not a man cock, and then I was out.

I have no idea how long I was passed out for, all I know is that the bright flashes and the vivid colours did not stop. The world was spinning and it felt like I was seriously drunk, and some of the dreams I had while I was out, wow, intense to say the least, yet I cannot even remember them now that I woke up. Granted, when I woke up, I found Josh riding me.

“You have to stop, can't take any more.” I tried to say, but my voice was so hoarse even I barely understood myself.

The odd thing is, I am now laying on my back, Josh is riding me, and his ass feels like he just received a two gallon enema. I was on my knees when we started, so how I am on my back now with Josh sitting on me, I have no idea.

“Not on your life. You think only one cum in my baby bum is gonna be enough, you have another thing coming. As soon as you passed out, you crashed onto your back, I pulled your legs out from under you, and then hopped back on. You were still steel hard, so why not. By the way, you filled me so full, and then pissed in your sleep so badly that we're making a huge mess, it's awesome.” He said as he continued riding me.

“Oh god, you gotta stop, too much, it burns.”

My dick felt like it was going through a meat grinder that was being heated by a pool of lava. The pain was nearly excruciating now, yet I am still hard. How, not a fucking clue.

“Oh no I don't, I finally have you, I told you that this would happen, and now you're powerless to stop it.” He grinned, far too evilly.

“How am I even still hard?”

“You remember the last time we went out, well, I went to the pharmacy and procured some Viagra, the pharmacist was only too happy to feed me his cock 'til he was dry to give me some. I've been dosing your morning juice with it for the past two weeks, and today was no different.” He grinned.

“Oh fuck, I wondered what you were doing, but you said it was secret and that I'd have to torture it outta you to get it, now I know.” Even I could hear the distress in my voice.

“Yeah, well, you've tortured me enough, I felt it was time to turn the tables and see what it's like. By the way, I'm not stopping 'til you go soft, whether you're awake or not, doesn't matter to me, and then there's the fact that you came before your five minute mark, I owe you fifty seven spanks to your bare baby bum. You defied me, I wanted you to fuck me, and you wouldn't. We both knew I was ready for it, and you wouldn't do it. I told you, time and time again I told you, I would punish you for holding back, and now here we are. You told me that you were doing it for my own good what you did to me, and I'm doing the same for you. After this, we're equals. Yes, you still have to teach me, lots and lots more, of that there's no doubt, but, from here on out, no more master and slave. I am no one's slave.”

“Oh god Baby, you were never my slave, ever, nor could I ever think of any boy as such. You had a hard road to travel, and the fastest and easiest was the way we did it. You can't deny that you're better for it.”

I have no idea how he could feel like a slave, I never treated him as such, in any way.

“I know, but you never ask my opinion, you just treat me like a kid, don't accept my ideas, no more.”

“I'm sorry, but you are a kid, and I do listen to you, we do talk things over, but, sometimes, I have to make a call.”

“I know, you just have to know this is how I feel, and it's valid, we're equals.”

At least there is one good thing about this conversation, it was causing me to concentrate on something else, not the incredible pain I am in, and it let me see into why Josh was acting the way he is too. He is acting incredibly insecure, and needs to flex his muscles to see if he can be in control. I smiled to him, even though in pain, showing him with that that I knew what he was up to. All boys have to eventually exert their control, Josh just happens to be the youngest, and he is certainly doing it in a way that none before him have done.

And then I came again, fuck it burned, and though I did not pass out this time, there were at least a couple minutes where I do not think that I was actually with it. By the time I came down from that orgasm, it already felt as if I were well on the way to my third, but I knew that, not only was it going to burn even more, it was going to be my last. Chemically enhanced or not, I knew without a doubt that I could not hold on for any more after that. Granted, I had to wonder how I had managed to stay going even now.

It was nearly ten minutes later that I made a sound that I had never heard before, from anyone, and I had heard some amazingly horrible sounds. It was the sound of pure agony. I was right though, I went totally soft and slipped from Josh's sloppy ass before I even finished cumming. Speaking of cumming though, imagine spewing forth a hundred cacti that are as hot as lava, I am pretty sure that that was only half of what I felt. Then that was it, that is all I remember, I must have passed back out again.

When I woke up, I still felt as if I had been beaten up and my dick run through a meat grinder, I was in a fresh diaper, but I was already very wet, and I was alone in bed. I tried to move, but I was in agony. I have been tortured, by professionals, beaten to within an inch of my life, been shot and stabbed, and never before have I felt as rough as I do now. The groan I let out was so loud and strong it shocked even me, and I crashed back onto the bed. Josh must have heard it though, because he sauntered into the bedroom only a minute later.

“Oh, you finally woke up, that's good. You've slept for nearly three hours.”

“Three hours?” I asked, I sounded rough, worse than I felt, and that is pretty bad.

“Yeah, man, that howl you made when you finally came, fuck, it was amazing.”

“Yeah. You know, what you did to me was worse than any torture I've ever experienced before, right.”

“Good. I call it my humane torture, and I will use it again if I have to. Be a good boy and you'll only have to witness it when I use it against others. Don't treat me as an equal from here on out though, and you get to feel it again.” He grinned brightly.

“That wasn't humane, trust me. Granted, with that being said, it'd be allowed, you didn't physically harm me, even though it feels like you did.”

“My point exactly. Now, you need your spankings, so roll over.”

“Can't it wait?” I asked, though I knew it was pointless.

“Either that or I ride you again for another hour. Your choice, because, in the state you're in right now, you wouldn't be able to stop me from feeding you another Viagra.”

“That's what I thought.” I actually laughed.

I rolled over. Josh came and sat on the backs of my knees and reached under me and released the tapes to my diaper and then pulled it down in the back only, leaving it underneath me. Then, using one hand at a time, spanking one cheek at a time, alternating back and forth, he started spanking me. He was counting it down, and I did my best to not cry out in the least, even though he was bloody well hitting me hard. He got about half way through and then stopped.

“Should I stop?” He asked.

“How does my ass look?”

“It's gonna be some bruised.”

“Don't stop, you told me what my punishment was for not holding on, I deserve it.”

I knew it was what I had to say, I had made Josh say the same thing several times, no matter what it was for, whether a spanking or more exercises, and I knew it was not going to stop just because I asked for it. He continued on though and counted off all fifty seven of them. In all fairness, with as hard as he was hitting, it was easily triple the amount I would have given to him, normally. Yes, I suppose I am larger and can take more pain, but still, what he was doing hurt.

Finally the spanks ended and he had me roll over. He went and grabbed a fresh diaper and then changed me and came and cuddled up to me and held me tight. I did not cry, nor did he, but I could tell Josh was sorry for what he had done. It was a good fifteen minutes later that I finally broke the silence.

“I know why you did what you did, and I'm sorry if I ever made you feel like you were nothing more than a slave. I really do love you, just like my own baby boy, and though there have been many before you, and with any luck there will be many after you, as well I have loved every one of them, I do love you. You know as well as I do that we have a hard life, and that love isn't an emotion that we can truly be saddled with, yet I do love you, but that doesn't mean I can ease up on the training that we've been doing. You agreed to that, you knew it was going to be hard. I love you, which is why I can seem overly hard on you at times, because I push you to do your best, be your best, so that you don't end up dead. I learned early on that if I didn't push my boys, make them hate me at times, that they wouldn't learn, and they died. Not all of them, true, but too many. Granted, one is too many in my books, I've loved every boy I've ever trained, and that hurt me more than you can imagine. Even all my boys that have grown up and are now adults, I still love, not sexually any more, you know that'll happen as well, but I still love them a great deal. I promise to listen to you more, to work with you, and I will try and be equals in many ways, but, you have to remember, we still have a job to do, and in that job, I'm still your superior officer and trainer.” Then I kissed him.

“I know all that, you don't have to worry. I know I'm not your slave or any such thing, I know we have a hard job and a hard life, and that you're only trying to train me to not die, but there are times when I feel like you don't listen to me, and that's really all I ever wanted from you. No one's ever listened to me before, and I deserve to be listened to. It wasn't 'til Cole came along and listened to me so fully and let me have sex with him, that I truly realized what I wanted, and when I told you it was time, and you said no, it made me snap. You did deserve what I gave to you, I told you very clearly what I wanted and what I was going to do to you if you didn't give it to me, but you wouldn't listen, so, I made you crumble and fall.”

“I know, and I'm sorry, it wasn't even to be mean to you, it's part of the training, you have to be able to say no to your base emotions, push back your desires, when you're doing a job, nothing else matters. Sex, to you, is your largest weakness, you know that, but, instead of allowing it to be your weakness, you're making it your strength. That's okay too, as long as you understand that only a single strength will not save you.”

“I know, which is why we still work so hard. Just promise to listen to me, from now on, please.”

“I promise.” And I kissed him again, only this time he kissed me back, tenderly and deeply.

It was still a few hours later that I was able to get out of bed. Josh brought me some food and drink, and we stayed cuddled up and talked for the rest of the day. We sought out the hot tub and the sauna, and they helped a great deal, we watched a couple movies and played a couple board games as well. Josh would often look to me throughout the day and ask if I wanted to go somewhere and fuck him hard, and then would laugh at the look on my face, I'm guessing it was the look of shock or pain, possibly both or more.