Date: Sun, 30 Nov 2003 17:20:03 EST
From: Sidg0714@cs.com
Subject: Three Houses in Sydney

The following story is a work of fiction.  None of the people are real nor
with one exception are the places.  It has scenes of man-tween, teen-teen,
and teen-tween sex.  There is also a rather unconventional medical
procedure that I with help from two friends made up.  All the usual legal
and moral warnings apply.  Let me know what you think.  Email at
SidG0714@cs.com.

This story is dedicated to a good and dear friend without whom a lot of my
stories either wouldn't exist or be as good.  He saw a picture and he knew
a story was there but being too ill to write he asked me and I saw the
potential as well.  If you want to see the picture let me know and I'll
send it to you.  I want to thank our mutual friends for their help.  Danny,
this is for you.

Love Forever,
Sid G.

Three Houses in Sydney
By Sid G.

     First House

     Stevie opened his eyes and looked around his bedroom and stretched.
It was a month before his twelfth birthday and the day before the first
anniversary of his mother's death after a long bout of cancer.  For reasons
he couldn't understand he and his father had grown farther apart since her
original diagnosis and perfunctory since her death.

     "Stevie," his father had said the day before at dinner.
     "Yes Dad," Stevie said, excited at his father talking to him.
     "I know these past few years haven't been easy for either one of us or
our relationship as father and son.  I've talked it over with friends and
tomorrow I am enrolling you in an all-boys boarding school here in Sydney.
It has a fine reputation for young boys like you and will give me a chance
to get back to normal and be a good father to you again."
     Stevie was stunned.  It meant leaving all his friends behind,
everything.
     "Dad, please don't.  I know it's not easy for you but I've adjusted to
it.  If there's anything I'm doing," Stevie stopped when he saw his
father's upraised hand.
     "Son, it's not you, its me and the decision has been made as have the
arrangements.  Tomorrow is the anniversary of your Mom's death and we'll
visit her grave, have lunch together wherever you want and then I'll take
you to your new school, your new home for at least the next couple of
years.  So if you want to give any of your friends a call and say good-bye
you can but I don't want you leaving the house."
     Stevie stood and ran toward his room in tears.  He stopped at the
picture of his mother he'd kissed good night every night since her death.
This time he knocked it off the table and the glass shattered.
     "I hate you, I hate you, why did you have to die?  See what you've
done to me?"
     He picked the frame up and gently removed the picture and held it to
his chest.  Finally he rose and carried the picture to his room where he
called some friends and told them the bad news.  He heard some come to the
front door only to be turned away.  Finally he put the picture on his night
table and fell asleep telling his mother he loved her.
     
     He looked at the picture again and knew it was probably the last time
he'd ever see it, his room, the house he'd lived in all his life.
     Naked in the bathroom he looked at himself in the full-length mirror
and wondered what his new schoolmates would think of him.  At four foot ten
inches and eighty pounds soaking wet he was thin but with a swimmer's build
from his miles of laps for his school and club's swim teams.  He kept his
auburn hair in a short skater's cut to reduce drag.  His cock he saw was
standing at full mast at a full three-inches and as he turned he saw he was
still completely hairless, which he knew was normal, especially since his
small balls weren't producing sperm yet.
     What really worried him were his freckles.  They covered his face,
chest, back, there were even a couple on his cock.  He'd been teased about
them, a couple of the bigger boys had even said they'd play
connect-the-dots but they'd just thrown the marking pen at him and laughed.
     With a sigh he left the bathroom and returned to his room with just a
towel around his slender hips.  Entering the room he saw his father had put
out a pair of shorts and a shirt sleeve shirt and his sandals.  No point
arguing, it was probably the school uniform anyway.  The shirt was missing
the top two buttons and the shorts came only to mid-thigh and were so tight
he couldn't wear anything underneath.  He was grateful that at least his
sandals fit.
     "You ready yet boy?" His father called.
     The boy kissed the picture one last time and headed out the door.
     At the cemetery Stevie kissed his mother's headstone and whispered
good-bye.  He turned to his father who nodded and headed back to the car.
     "Change of plans son, the head Master called and needs you there right
now for orientation so no time for lunch."
     Stevie just nodded, not surprised at all.

Second House:

     Geo knocked on the door and his best friend Odin opened it seconds
later.  As the two fourteen-year-olds gave broad smiles light glinted off
their braces and blue bands.  They ran up the stairs to Odin's room and
were naked a minute after locking the door.  Naked except for the matching
sapphire earrings each wore in their right ears.  Originally Geo's mother
insisted it be in their left ears but after everybody knew they were not
only gay but lovers she'd agreed to the second piercing.
     Odin is 5 feet 5 inches tall, and like his slightly shorter boyfriend
has an athletic body reflecting his hours surfing and playing soccer.  His
firm legs are covered with tiny silk like blond hairs on his lower legs.
His head covered by a curious but enticing combination of blond and brown
hair.  His trimmed pubic bush is a dark blond and he shaves his balls and
keeps his blond pit hair trimmed too.
     Just by looking at Geo his uncut penis grew to its full six inches as
he fondled his very low hanging balls.  Geo knelt in front of Odin and
started licking his knees, concentrating on the scars on each one causing
Odin to moan in delight since they were more sensitive.
     Untouched Geo's penis grew to its full cut five-inches as he began
sucking on Odin's cock.  He tossed his blond hair to the side with a slight
shake and rans his fingers through his light blond bush.  His legs were
still hairless and perfect except for the couple of knee scars that prove
he's a real Aussie boy.
     Odin ran his fingers through his lovers thick blond shoulder-length
hair.
     "So hot, your mouth is so hot today.  Not going to last long," Odin
said, his Norwegian accent a little thicker than normal.
     Geo moved his hands to Odin's smooth buns and let his fingertips run
along Odin's crack and then around his hole.  With the first pressure into
the rosebud Odin shot his huge load from his oversized testes.  Geo gulped
down the precious nectar as his own seed landed on Odin's leg.
     Emptied Odin collapsed next to his true love and they kissed.  After a
couple minutes Odin breaks the kiss.
     "Easy stud, we don't want to get our braces locked again."
     Geo smiled, "And why not.  Could stand being here naked with you mate
till your dad gets home."
     "Not with that appetite of yours," Odin said and the both laughed,
     "True, so let me have a little snack," Geo said and licked his cum off
Odin's leg.
     "Lei called, we're meeting at the park at noon for a quick practice
and then off to the beach for some sand, surfing and boy watching."
     "Sounds like a plan mate," Geo said.
     "And Dad's out of town so Clay can drive us and the boards in the Land
Rover."

Third House

     As Odin and Geo left Odin's home in one of the better sections of
Sydney Stevie was getting out of his father's car inside the walls of a
large house that had seen better days in a neighborhood that was long past
its prime.  The sign outside had read "Boys Gymnasia" and a chill ran down
the boy's spine.  Spanish had been his worst subject and Greek had to be
ten times worse but he kept his mouth shut and just followed his father
into the building.
     The large double doors opened before they were on the top stair and
his father pushed him in first.
     "Good looking young boy sir," a deep man's voice said from the dark.
     "As promised sir," Stevie's father said and the boy heard a nervous
quiver.
     "Strip boy."
     Stevie looked to his father but his father raised his hand back and he
quickly disrobed.
     "Very good boy, very good.  You'll find I treat obedient boys very
well.  Now turn around slowly."
     Stevie did while wondering what kind of school this was.
     "You are an honest man sir, even if you are, to be kind, a wretch of a
father," the man said and tossed a large envelope on the floor in front of
his father, "Pick that up and get out of my sight."
     Stevie's father did as instructed and ran out the doors without a
glance at his son.
     Stevie just stared at where he thought the voice was coming from until
he felt a hand on his bare shoulder.
     "Welcome to your new home boy.  You have a lot to learn and endure but
you will enjoy it here for many years to come."
     Stevie started to turn toward the man but stopped at a gentle squeeze
on his shoulder.
     "I promise to be a good student Sir," he said.
     "Student?  I knew that man couldn't tell you the truth," the man said
and clapped his hands.
     Instantly the lights came on and when Stevie's eyes adjusted he was
startled, scared.
     In front of him standing stiffly was a large bald black man who was at
least six and a half feet tall and the only thing Stevie saw was evil.
Flanking him were two older teens wearing loincloth.  Next to each of them
were two naked boys about his own age.
     "Get my money back and make sure he does not breed again," the man
said and looked down at Stevie, "or anything else for that matter."
     The black man smiled, nodded and left the house.
     In that instant Stevie knew that he was never leaving the house
without the man who held his shoulder's permission and his father was a
dead man.
     The latter thought didn't bother him.  For the moment neither did the
first though he realized that was because there was still so much he didn't
know.
     The hand on his shoulder fell away and he sensed the man stepping
back.  Stevie kept looking at the remaining boys, feeling something coming
over him he'd never felt before, not even in the gym locker room at his old
school.
     "Turn boy, face me.  Face your Master."
     Stevie did.  Realized he was looking at the man's chest and looked up.
The white man standing in front of him was almost two feet taller and
broadly built.  His long black hair went past his shoulders in a ponytail.
He was wearing slacks and an open leather vest.  His bare feet were spread
shoulder width and Stevie knew he could kneel between them and not touch
the man.
     But right now he couldn't kneel there because a naked boy, no more
than five was there.
	Stevie realized naked wasn't totally accurate.  The boy had a
black-studded collar around his neck and the leash was attached to the
man's belt.  The little boy smiled at Stevie and purred like a kitten but
didn't say a word.
     Stevie slowly looked back up the man's body and trembled, goose bumps
popped up on his naked body.
     "Kneel before me," the man said.
     Stevie hesitated and felt two hands on his shoulders pressing him
down.  Something told him to yield and yield quickly.
     "You are my slave and I am your Master boy.  You will serve me, my
friends and my customers with your body.  You will do what you are
commanded to instantly and without question or hesitation.  Failure will
mean punishment, severe punishment up to and including your worthless
life."
     The hands pushed Stevie down until he was prostrated in front of the
man.  The man placed his foot on the back of Stevie's head.
     "Acknowledge our Master's power and ownership now or your stay will be
a very short one," a voice said from behind.
     Stevie felt something flow out of him.
      "You are my Master and I am in your power, I will obey your every
order," Stevie said.
     "You show a promise boy and I have decided you will be the first slave
to undergo special preparation before being put into service.  Slave One,
Slave Two, take this new slave to the private room and cleanse his body
inside and out.  He is not to eat and drink only water until tomorrow's
work is done."
     "Yes my Master," the two boys in loincloth said and lifted Stevie up.
     Each holding an arm they led him down a long hall with the other four
boys behind them.
     As he was led down the hall Stevie was amazed at how he felt.  He was
still scared but a calmness unknown since before his mother's death.
     That calm disappeared once he was led into a room that resembled a
cross between a very large shower and a toilet.
     "I know how to wash myself," Stevie said as he tried to shake the hold
off him.
     The sound of the door closing was joined by laughter.
     "We will test that presumption later, and you will probably fail to
meet our Master's standards.  But our Master said to make sure you were
clean inside and out and that means we start with an enema.  Have you ever
had one boy?" Slave One said.
     Stevie's legs gave way and before the two older slave boys could do
anything he was on the hard tile floor and curling up into a ball.
     "Daddy gave me one once as punishment, the water was so very hot it
felt like my tummy was going to melt away," Stevie said and began crying.
     Slave Two knelt next to Stevie and forced the boy to look him in the
eye.
     "Listen boy.  This is not a punishment enema.  This is to clean your
insides out so you are ready for whatever our Master has in mind for you.
And you will have them regularly, Slave Two turned his head, "Seventeen,
turn the water on to the prescribed temperature."
     "Yes Two," one of the naked boys said and soon warm water was flowing
along the floor and over Stevie.
     "Boy, this is the temperature we will use, and while there will be
soap in the mix the first two times it will not be caustic soap.  Our
Master believes that a boy who is clean inside and out will be healthier
and will better serve our Master and those he decides we will serve," One
said, "Now it is time to get ready."
     The warm water relaxed Stevie and he sensed the senior boy was being
honest.
     "My father told me this was a school and it's obvious he lied to me
and that he sold me to our Master.  I also know our Master is having him
killed and that doesn't bother me.  But what kind of place is this?"
     One took a deep breath.  Telling new boys was part of his
responsibilities but the one he hated most.
     "This is a whore house and we are the whores.  Our clients are mostly
men of all ages but there is the occasional woman who likes being fucked or
licked by young boys.  There are few limits to what they can do to us or
make us do but those limits are strictly enforced and basically will keep
you alive and in one piece."
     Stevie was stunned at the flat voice the older boy had used.  Like
such actions were normal and right.
     "So I'm going to be sucking cock, being fucked by men and maybe get to
fuck or be sucked to.  And I guess spankings, whippings and getting tied up
are fine," Stevie said.
     He was surprised not only how he'd matched One's tone but how little
the concept of gay sex and being beaten bothered him.
     "Yes boy."
     "Do you know what he meant about tomorrow's procedures?"
     "Every new boy gets a taste of punishment his first day and then is
circumcised.  You will hurt by the time he is through with you.  Pain you
have never experienced before but it is a pain to teach you your place and
what will happen to your worthless body if you disobey orders," One said.
     "What One says is true but our Master will do this to make your life
easier in the long run for he does care for us.  It is time for your
enema," Two said.
     Stevie nodded and stood.  He was led to a bench and bent over it.  His
stomach fell through an open space and his legs and arms were strapped in
place.  He felt a hard rubber object at his asshole and tried closing it.
He received a sharp slap to his ass.
     "Ouch," he cried.
     "Push out like you're taking a shit and it'll slip in easier and with
a lot less pain," Slave One said in an authoritarian tone.
     Stevie did as instructed and felt warm soapy water quickly flowing
inside him.
     
     First House

     Stevie's father was sitting at his dining room table counting the
money in the envelope. He'd gotten rid of the whelp for $250,000 in US
dollars.  It was all there and his financial independence was secured along
with the end of his family obligations.  He'd planned this day since his
bitch of a wife had come home in tears with the diagnosis.  Tomorrow he
would close on the sale of the house and leave Sydney and Australia
forever.
     The knock on the door startled him and he put the cash back in the
envelope before opening the door.
     "Can I help you?" he asked a tall black bald man he'd never seen
before.
     "Yes you can.  My employer is most unhappy with the way you conducted
your end of the just completed transaction and instructed me to adjust the
account."
     "I don't know what you mean.  Now I'm quite busy so I ask you to
please leave."
     The black man pushed Stevie's father in with the same effort he would
have used to push a piece of paper.  He closed and locked the door behind
him and slipped on a pair of rubber gloves.
     "Where's the money?"
     "Diningroom table, but I delivered what I promised."
     "Yes you did, he's quite a handsome boy and I can't wait to feel his
lips around my ten inches long, five inches around cock.  But my employer
is most disappointed that you lied to your son.  In fact he asks you to
sign this paper apologizing to your son."
     "Is that all, no problem," Stevie's father signed the proffered paper
then saw the gun in the man's hand when he went to return it.
     "Just put it on the table and take a seat in the chair."
     Numbly the doomed man did as instructed.
     "You just signed your confession to the murder, and dismemberment of
your poor innocent son's body.  How you fed his body to the sharks so no
trace can be found.  How you were going to say he ran away but now you are
so full of remorse that you are going to commit suicide.  Now open your
mouth like the fucking bastard lowlife you are."
     
Third House
     
     Stevie cried out from a sudden attack in his dream.  It had been such
a pleasant dream.  He was with Nineteen.  The boy was only a few months
older but already had a little pubic bush.  The bush was as black as the
long straight hair on his head that ended right above his ass crack.
     "I will show you such pleasure," the boy had started, "How good it
feels to have your cock sucked and to suck one.  The pleasure of sharing
two bodies, maybe more, in that most intimate act of anal intercourse."
     "Show me, teach me," Stevie had said and leaned in and kissed the boy.
     At that moment he felt a sharp pain in his side and the boy
disappeared.  At the second kick he realized it was no longer the dream and
his eyes popped open in the still dark room where he'd been locked in and
forced to sleep on the hard floor.
     Everything from the day before came flooding back.
     Including Nineteen having indeed entered his room and shown him some
of the delights of gay sex.  Stevie remembered the silky smooth skin, the
feel of the boy's mouth on his cock and the slow build up to the shattering
dry orgasm.  How great the raven haired boy's cock tasted in his mouth.
The way he'd just taken to cock sucking and then willingly giving his body
to the boy until he felt cum entering his body.
     "Wake up boy.  Our Master awaits and it does not do well to keep him
waiting."
     Stevie shook his head and moved just fast enough to avoid the third
kick which went whizzing by his side.
     "Yes Two," a hand slapped the back of his head, "Yes One."
     A pair of laughs rang out, "We're both here boy now come, it is time
for what our Master has planned for you."
     "If I refuse I die," Stevie said and it was a comment more than a
question.
     "Yes, and it won't be a pleasant or quick death.  In fact he may do
the same things anyway just to see how you react and then slow death at the
end," One answered anyway.
     Stevie tried to calm down but stumbled and almost collapsed with his
first step but the two oldest slaves caught and half walked half carried
the crying boy down the hall and then down two flights of stairs then
knocking on a large white door.
     "Enter," Master's voice rang out and Two opened the door.
     Stevie saw the operating table and all the equipment and fainted.
     The two older slaves fell to their knees and bowed their heads next to
Stevie's unconscious body.
     "He came willingly my Master but he is scared about what is to
happen," Slave One.
     "That is good to hear and I will not punish either of you for this.
In fact it may be best this way.  Lift him and place him on the table
quickly so we can secure him before he revives.  Move my children."
     The two teens beamed at the rare complement and gently lifted the limp
body and carried it to the table.  Under Master's directions they bound the
preteen and stepped back.
     "Very good.  Now go get the rest of the slaves ready for the day.
Mozart will be in charge until I am finished here."
     The two seventeen-year-olds visibly but quietly gulped.  "Yes my
Master," they both said.
     Master nodded and they left the room.
     "Doctor Greenstreet, our patient is ready."
     A tall, round balding man in his fifties stepped up from behind the
curtains and smiled.  "I like you calling hm a patient instead of what he
really is, a test subject."
     Master laughed, "True my old friend but hopefully we did our
experimentation on those poor wretches and this will be a successful and
complete transformation."
     "Are you sure you want him awake for this?" Dr. Greenstreet asked.
     "We've been through this before and we know that an awake responsive
subject, patient gives the best results."
     "Master, what is happening?  What are you going to do to me Master?"
Stevie said from the table.
     "Ah, good morning boy.  Normally I would punish you for daring to ask
me questions."
     "Forgive me my Master but your slave is new and ignorant," Stevie
said.
     "You are forgiven and I will answer your questions this time.  I have
been faced with a problem in my business.  While it is remarkably easy for
me to get boys to work here, your dead father is not the only miserable
excuse for a parent willing to sell their sons plus the street boys already
selling their bodies to survive.  The problem is not all boys are willing
or capable of being both sex toys and reach the right attitude.  Street
boys for example, especially boys who have been on the street for a while
have too much of an independent streak to become slaves as do boys from
your background who were athletes or leaders.  So the doctor and I have
developed a series of procedures which will make you both a better sex toy,
slave but also last a long long time."
     "Longer? I'll still turn twelve next month and eighteen in six years
which I guess is the end of my usefulness."
     "Actually that's sixteen the only reason Slave One and Slave Two are
still here is they are so good at controlling younger boys like yourselves.
And if everything goes well you will not look sixteen for another twenty
years."
     Stevie looked up at the ceiling and took it all in.  Twenty years as
sex toy, twenty years and he'd still look like a boy.  As he'd known
instinctively from the moment his father, not father, sperm donor had
shoved him through the door he had no choice.
     "Proceed my Master," Stevie said.
     Dr. Greenstreet moved into Stevie's line of sight.
     "Son, I regret that what we are going to do to you will cause you a
lot of pain but through prior experiments our Master and I have discovered
that success, your remaining alive, is certain, only if the patient is
awake.  You will scream but if you pass out we will have to wait until you
are awake again and that will only extend things."
     "I understand Sir," Stevie said.
     Dr. Greenstreet started stroking the boy's cock and it quickly
hardened.  Stevie was enjoying the sensations.  The hand stopped and a
searing pain tore through his organ.  He screamed louder than he'd ever
screamed before.
     "That was the first step, you have now been circumcised the way it has
been done since God spoke to Abraham.  Now we are going to inject each of
your nipples with chemical that will make them super-sensitive.  If a
client caresses them you feel intense pleasure but if they inflict pain it
will be exquisite.  Best yet the change from pleasure to pain and back will
be instantaneous."
     Master handed the doctor a long needle then pressed Stevie's chest
down.  Dr. Greenstreet carefully placed the needle at the tip of the left
nipple and pressed in.  Stevie started screaming before the plunger was
even pressed.  When the drug hit he lifted off the table despite the bonds
and pressure.
     "Master, its burning inside me," Stevie whimpered, "Noooooo," he
screamed when he felt the second needle on his right nipple.
     For the first time he passed out.
     "Good endurance, none of the others made it through the first one,"
the doctor said.
     "And to think I ended up getting him for free and nobody will ever
look for him."
     "Oh, I think I'll be looking for him for years to come," the doctor
said as he ran his hand over the boy's smooth chest.
     "He's still a month short of twelve, less than five feet tall and very
slight.  Not your usual type.  Add the red hair and I'm surprised."
     "I know, I know but like you I sense something special in this one,"
the doctor said as he started fondling Stevie's small prepubescent scrotum
and balls, "I'm sure these would have produced lots of fine orgasms on
their own"
     "Without a doubt, but you know that's the most important part of the
change.  And yes the pain he will feel will be unparalleled," Master said.
     Master reached down and tweaked Stevie's left nipple and the slave
woke with a scream.
     "Passed the first test but leave the rest for later.  The next will be
to carefully cut away his scrotum and testicles without damaging the
plumbing and then open up the area and pull as much penis out of his body
as possible."
     "What?" Stevie asked through the haze of pain.
     "We're going to make your cock longer and give you bigger balls that
will shoot loads you never imagined.  The new enhanced hormones they'll
provide will keep you young, young and healthy," Dr. Greenstreet said.
     "Big balls, big cock," Stevie muttered and fought to stay awake.
     The searing pain in his crotch a second later had him wide awake and
in too much agony to scream at first.  The carefully placed and securely
tightened restraints prevented Stevie from thrashing around and ensured the
doctor had plenty of room to do his work.  After a while Master strapped a
nipple gag into Stevie's mouth to cut down the noise.
     "Thanks, getting to the first tricky part now.  Sliding the extra
penis out of its hiding place without disturbing the various vessels.
Actually easier to do it this way without the balls than with."
     "He does have to be whole and complete when we're done or he's no use
to me and I'd hate to have to kill such a pretty thing."
     Stevie turned his head at that and yelled something but neither man
understood him nor cared too.
     What Stevie didn't, would never know is how rare it was for his Master
to express any concern or liking for any of the boys he owned.  For as well
as he treated them he considered them his property.  All except one.
     "How we doing Doc?" he asked.
     "Fine.  Cock is now three inches longer and putting the new balls on.
Easiest one yet.  You're going to have this young stud for a long time."
     "How long before he can orgasm?" Master asked.
     "On schedule, his twelfth birthday.  Gives him plenty of time to
recover for his initiation.  Now I'm getting a cup of coffee before the
final step.  Give him a chance to wake on his own."
     The doctor removed the nipple gag to permit easier breathing.
     "I'll join you," Master said, "Slave Zero."
     "The five-year-old ran from the corner he'd been kneeling in and stood
at attention."
     "You will stay here with the boy.  If he wakes offer him a few drops
of water on his lips and brow but he cannot drink yet.  Nor can you play my
little one."
     "Yes my Master," the young boy said.
     The boy stood over Stevie's unconscious body.  He looked at the newly
elongated flaccid cut penis, the new huge balls and up to the erect
nipples.  The smooth body enticed the young slave and the only thing that
stopped him from playing was the knowledge Master would know.
     "You were surprised seeing me between Master's legs.  That is my place
and don't think this will get you there instead.  I am Slave Zero and that
will be my place forever."
     A long soft groan got his attention.  The boy's eyes opened and he
looked quickly around until he saw the very young boy he'd seen the day
before.
     "Water."
     "Master says I can put some on your lips but not to drink," Zero said
and did just that.
     "Thanks," Stevie whispered, "I heard what you said and I will not try
and take your place Zero.  But how?"
     "How did a boy my age get here?"
     Stevie nodded.
     "Don't know, don't care.  Master takes care of me and I take care of
him.  I hope what they're doing works because Master says one day he'll do
it to me and keep me young forever.  Let me give you little more water then
rest till Master and doctor come back."
     "Thanks," Stevie said.
     He leaned back and enjoyed the boys slowly trickling the water onto
his lips and forehead.  Stevie tried thinking, focusing on anything but the
pain from all over was too much.
     "Zero does hope you be all right."
     
     It was another hour, though neither boy knew that fact, before the two
men reentered the room.  Dr. Greenstreet pushed a button which raised
Stevie's legs and ass off the table and spread his legs while keeping his
upper half restrained.
     "This is the final step boy.  It will hurt, not as much as the last
but it will.  Please try and stay alert, follow instructions and it will be
over quickly," Dr. Greenstreet said.
     Stevie nodded.
     The doctor picked up a thin probe and placed it at Stevie's anus.  The
boy flinched at the unfamiliar intrusion.
     "No," Stevie moaned.
     "Boy push out like you're taking a shit and it will slip in nice and
easy," Master said.
     Stevie nodded and did as ordered.  The thin probe entered and he felt
it slide up inside him.  It felt pleasant in fact.
     At the front of the flexible probe was a micro-camera which showed the
doctor every inch of Stevie's insides.
     "No sign of penetration of any kind and everything looks healthy.
Coming up to the prostate.  Stevie I will need you to let me know when you
feel the probe hit something," the doctor said.
     It was less than a minute later when Stevie yelped, "Ow."
     "Ow?" the doctor asked.
     "Just reaction, I'm ok, feels good now," Stevie said.
     "Good, now in a minute it won't feel good.  There are needles along
the probe and I'll be giving you many shots of the same drug as I put into
your nipples."
     "Master, please don't let him."
     Master slapped him on both sides of the face.
     "When you recover you will enjoy getting fucked more than anybody ever
has and you will give more pleasure than anybody ever has," the doctor
said.
     Zero scurried up from where he'd been sitting and leaned against
Master's leg.  He was rewarded by a pat on the head.
     Dr. Greenstreet looked over at Master who nodded in return.  The
doctor pressed a button and seconds later Stevie screamed.  Screamed louder
than any of the previous times if that was possible.  The needles poured
the special combination of drugs into his prostate and anal walls and
Stevie was positive he'd burst into flames.
     Stevie felt hours go by but in reality the injections lasted fifteen
seconds and the probe was out a minute later.  Remarkably to the two men,
and especially Zero, Stevie had not passed out.
     Dr. Greenstreet pushed a button and the table returned to its flat
position.
     "Of course it is too early to be a hundred percent sure but it looks
to be a complete success," Dr. Greenstreet said.
     "I had complete confidence in you my friend.  Now we need a name for
him, not a number," Master said, "What do you think Slave Zero?"
     "A," Zero said and stopped.
     "A.  Fitting I think.  The first in the line of always young
super-sexed boy toys.  Very good my boy, very good."
     "Thank you my Master," Zero said and kissed the man's feet.
     "Find Slave One and Slave Two.  Tell them to get the litter and come
here at once.  They will take A to your room and you will tend to him."
     "Yes my Master," Zero said and left.
     "Can you hear me boy?" Master said.
     "Yes Master."
     "Your name is now Slave A, or as the custom among the boys just A when
your among yourselves.  Any other name you ever had is gone.  Do you
understand Slave A?"
     "Yes my Master."
     "Very good Slave A. The only other names you will ever listen too is
if a customer instructs you to do so."
     "Yes my Master," Slave A said.
     Dr. Greenstreet approached with a needle and Slave A flinched.
     "Don't worry boy, this is just to make you sleep for a while.  Outside
of the usual prick you won't feel a thing," the doctor said and quickly
injected the still restrained boy in the arm.
     By the time Zero returned with One and Two the newest slave was fast
asleep.

     The next time he awoke A found himself lying on a comfortable king
size bed in a regular bedroom.  He looked around and saw the young boy
sitting in a chair watching television.
     "Zero, your name's Zero," A said.
     The young boy rose and walked over.
     "That's my name, do you remember yours?"
     He thought for a second then smiled, "Slave A, my name is Slave A," he
looked around again, "Is this Master's bedroom?"
     "No, you'll you see that soon enough.  This is mine but don't get used
to it.  The regular slave quarters are nowhere near this fancy.  But I'm
Master's special boy, that's what he calls me.  Why I'm Zero.  Why I get
all this and get all the online schooling."
     "Why?"
     "Don't know.  Don't know anything besides this place," Zero said.
     "You mean you've never been outside these walls?"
     Before Zero could answer the door to the room was unlocked and opened.
Master walked in with the doctor right behind.  Master motioned to Zero who
nodded, walked over and held his ankles with his hands.
     "Five on each for not calling me right away like you were ordered,"
Master said and proceeded to give five hard spanks to each ass cheek.
     After each of the ten Zero said, "Thank you Master, please forgive
your slave."
     A watched in silence.  He could see the young boy's ass turning redder
and yet not a flinch or whimper.
     "Misbehave Slave A and you'll beg for those light taps.  You're up for
much worse," Dr.  Greenstreet said, "now tell me boy, how do you feel?"
     Slave A's mind was being hit by different stimuli.  First he noticed
that Zero's little cock had gotten hard while being spanked.  Then that his
own had gotten hard.  And how big he was now.  Finally the doctor's
comments and question made their way through.
     "I understand doctor.  I still feel a little pain but otherwise ok.
Haven't tried standing though."
     "No time like the present to change that.  Slave Zero, if you've
stopped having fun with Master will you help Slave A out of bed and walk
him around the room if he can."
     Slave Zero looked up at Master who nodded.
     It didn't take long to get him up but once Slave A stood his eyes
caught the full glory of his new cock and balls and he gently fondled them.
Much larger, much nicer to touch than his old ones.  His eyes found
Master's.
     "On your twelfth birthday you will cum and it will be I who will bring
you that joy.  Until then you will stay here with Slave Zero.  Slave One or
Slave Two will come get you and start your training.  Otherwise you will
tell Slave Zero of the world outside.  To answer your question he has been
outside these walls but not as a normal boy as you were.  That cannot be."
     Slave A wanted to ask why but knew better, "Yes my Master," was all he
said.
     "Now please walk," the doctor said.
     Zero took A's hand for the first few steps but Slave A withdrew it.
Not just because he didn't need the help but because of a sensation that
started the second the two hands met and spread throughout his body.
Sensations that vanished the second he broke the connection.
     "Very good Slave A.  Now very gently stroke your nipples and express
what you feel," the doctor said.
     The memory of the pain surfaced so A very gingerly stroked his erect
nipples.  He moaned in ecstasy.  The moan grew louder and his cock grew
harder and longer as he stroked the nubs.
     "Twist them, twist them hard," Master snapped.
     Slave A shook his head, "No Master, please."
     Before he could finish Master had his hands on the boys nipples
twisting them hard.  Slave A screamed for a minute after they were
released.
     "You could have done it gently and experienced mild pain.  The next
time you plead I will put clamps on them.  Do I make myself clear boy?"
Master said and pointed at his feet.
     A quickly fell to the ground and kissed Master's feet in between pleas
of forgiveness and obedience.
     
A Month Later

Second House

     Odin was relaxing in Geo's arms in his special section of the
basement.  The floor was covered with a rubber mat hard enough to play
games on and soft enough for sex.  Around them were several of their
closest friends.  They ranged from thirteen to fifteen and they're smooth
naked bodies were covered with sweat from first play then sex.
     "So what's your Dad doing for your birthday this year mate?" Chuck
asked, "Going to take you someplace exotic or just your usual posh resort?"
     "Two parts this year.  The first will be a long weekend in Bali, just
the three of us.  Then when we get home he's got something special lined up
for my honey and me.  Won't tell me what?" Odin said.
     "Maybe he's finally going to let you suck that big cock of his," Crow
said.
     "Nope that's mine," Russell said and everybody laughed though they
knew it was true.
     "Besides Dad and I agreed when I came out that we would never have sex
together because it would interfere with us being father and son and the
same goes for Geo."
     "And that's just the way I like it," Geo said.
     Odin turned Geo around and they kissed.  Got lost in themselves until
Odin's father called down to tell them supper was ready.

First House

     Mozart stood outside the abandoned home and signed some papers.  He
handed the clipboard to the man standing next to him.
     "Thank you sir.  We'll have this torn down and carted away in no time.
In a month it'll be the small park you asked for.  On a personal note sir,
my son was a mate of Stevie and the news of this project brought a spark to
his eyes hasn't been there since the news got out.  Thank you and thank
your employer for that to my wife and I do."
     "My employer will be pleased to hear that.  He believes that houses
where children have been killed should never house another.  Good day sir."
     Without waiting for a reply the big black man turned and got into the
waiting car.  From inside his coat pocket he removed a photograph.  He
looked at the picture of Stevie's mother.  No he reminded himself, A's
mother and wondered why he'd taken it from the house or why Master had
decided to donate the park.  Maybe simply because A was a special part of
the operation?
     He shrugged and watched the sidewalks.  Looking at the boys they
passed and wondered if they'd ever come to work for Master.

Third House

     One and Two stood at attention in front of Master
     "Report," Master said.
     "Slave A will be ready in two weeks on his birthday Master," Slave One
said.
     "He has sucked cock to orgasm and swallowed large loads without
difficulty or protest.  He does appear to enjoy it," Slave Two said.
     "Slave A easily takes dildos of various sizes, some almost as large as
you Master.  He finds the experience quite enjoyable, the bigger the
better."
     "As it should be," Master said, "Continue."
     "The fetish and S&M training has been completed, all except scat and
water sports which you forbade Master.  That was quite interesting," Slave
One said.
     "How so?" Master said leaning forward.
     "We followed normal training on the bondage and torture and he reacted
normally.  Lots of screaming and yelling, that sort of thing.  Though he
did get better over time.  Then came his final.  First we strung up Slave
Twenty to give him the fifty you ordered.  As you know Master Slave Twenty
has never been good under the whip but this time he kept quiet until the
tenth and didn't start begging for mercy until the twenty-five.  As Slave
Two was doing the whipping I split my attention between them and Slave A.
He was quiet, dispassionate and hard as a rock and I don't think he
realized it.
     "Anyway, after Slave Twenty was taken down and dragged off Slave A
calmly walked over and silently let himself be tied up.  He took thirty of
my best Master without a whimper," Slave One concluded.
     "Excellent, most excellent.  You may each take a boy for yourself
tonight as a reward.  Dismissed," Master said.
     "Thank you Master," the two eighteen-year-olds said and marched out of
the room.
     Master sat back in his chair and pushed a button.  Five minutes later
Slave Zero emerged carrying a tray with two beers on it.
     "Thank you Slave Zero.  How is your roommate doing?"
     "Slave A is doing well and has taught me a lot about the world out
there.  Small part wishes I could see for myself Master but I know that is
impossible.  He has healed from his tests with no scars."
     "Slave Zero, I am sorry that you've been kept in here like this but
there has been a reason.  A reason that will soon cease and you will begin
to be able to be more like a normal boy."
     "As you wish Master," Zero said and flashed a giant smile.

Two Weeks Later

Third House

     Slave A stood in front of the full-length mirror in Zero's room and
admired his smooth hairless body.  He resisted the temptation to play with
his nipples, balls and cock.
     "Tonight's the big night.  You'll be fine.  Our Master is a kind and
gentle man on these nights," Zero said.
     "Has he fucked you?" A asked.
     "No, I am still a virgin.  He has let me play with his penis, even
suck on its head.  A little more with some of the younger slaves but mostly
all I can do is watch."
     "He is kind, Two described his cock to me and I know I couldn't have
taken it at your age," A said, "I will miss living with you.  You've been a
real friend."
     Zero walked up and hugged A.
     "I will remain your friend A," Zero said.
     Their embrace was broken by a soft knock.  They turned and saw One
standing at the open door.  A took a quick look in the mirror and followed
One down the hall.
     One led A through parts of the old building he'd never seen before.
They stopped at a large double door guarded by two naked young boys,
identical twins down to their waist length blond hair of about ten, who A
had never seen before.  Taking a second look at them he realized they might
be older since both had been castrated with no evidence of their ball sacs
remaining.
     One motioned to a spot for A to stand then knocked on the door.  One
nodded at the two guards and A before leaving.
     In the moments before he heard a buzz A looked back and forth between
the two brothers and wondered what they had done to deserve castration
because that seemed a punishment almost as bad as death itself.  Especially
in a whore house.
     At the buzz the twins turned and in perfect harmony opened the doors.
A nodded slightly and walked into Master's suite.  As soon as he was
through the doors they closed behind him.
     A had wondered how he'd feel at this moment.  Even without a calendar
he knew it was his twelfth birthday and this was not how he'd imagined
spending it only two months ago.  Now he realized this was going to be far
better than anything his dead father would have planned.
     He entered a sitting room with a lit fireplace.  Paintings of naked
boys in various sexual poses covered that wall.  The heat from the fire
felt good on his bare skin.  On the other wall was a series of photographs,
the last one he thought was One.
     "Yes, that is Slave One.  Those are all the boys who have risen to
that rank over the years that first my father and now I have run this
house.  Your picture will end up on the fireplace wall though, because
those are some of the hottest, sexiest boys to have ever come through
here," Master said.
     He was standing under an arch that separated the sitting room from his
bedroom.  He was dressed in a light blue unbuttoned silk shirt and matching
pants.
     A ran over and knelt in front of Master and kissed his feet.
     "My Master, you summoned me to fully bring me into your home.  I am
yours to do with as you wish, A said, his forehead touching the floor
between Master's feet.
     "I welcome you into my home as a full slave.  As such you will obey my
every order, please me and my guests.  Fail and you will be punished.
Succeed and you will leave here one day a happy and financially secure
young man.  That is my promise to you.  Now rise and follow me," Master
said.
     "I pray I do not fail my Master and will accept any punishment he
deems I deserve.  When my Master has no more use for me I will happily
accept whatever my fate decrees," A said the words One had taught him and
kissed Master's feet again then rose.
     A followed Master through the arch and gasped.  Attached to the
left-hand wall were sets of restraints and a rack of whips.  From one set A
saw Twenty-Two hanging facing out and covered with whip marks.  When he saw
Master enter Twenty-Two hung his head and bit his lip.
     "I regret that we will have a witness but this thing's punishment is
not over yet.  It displeased a customer and must pay.  So its whining can't
distract us I will gag him.  But first I must insist you hit him as hard as
you can in its balls."
     Wordlessly A walked over to the hanging boy and looked him in the
eyes.  As he did he looked inside himself and then with no hesitation or
regret reared back and hit Twenty-Two solidly in the balls.  Following
through with the punch until it seemed he felt the wall.
     Twenty-Two opened his mouth to scream but Master stuffed the ball gag
in before he could get a sound out.  He then attached restraints to his
head so he was forced to look at the bed.
     "Very good Slave A, now come to the bed," Master said.
     A followed him up to the raised bed and looked around the room from
the new perspective.  The suite was awesome and he could see everything
clearly.  Not only was Twenty-Two looking at them but it seemed every boy
in every picture was as well.
     "Undress me Slave A," Master said breaking A's reverie.
     A walked behind Master and slowly removed the shirt and saw the
powerful build up close and personnel.  Felt the muscles that had inflicted
the damage to Twenty-Two and how many others.  Saw a couple faint marks and
knew that Master's own father had laid the whip on his son.
     He took the shirt and carefully laid it on the back of a chair and
quickly returned, anxious to see what was beneath the pants.
     A untied the drawstring and the pants quickly fell to the floor.  A
knelt to get them but his eyes never strayed from the massive member.
While it was still almost flaccid the cock was at least eight inches long
and three thick.  A know understood why One and Two had used such large
dildos in his ass.
     He removed the pants from around Master's ankles and quickly ran and
placed them neatly on the chair.  On his return he saw Master had sat on
the edge of the bed.
     "Lay over my knees so I can feel your ass."
     Wordlessly A lay himself down so his hard cock fell between Master's
legs.  Not knowing what was coming he tried to relax.
     Master gently ran his fingers over his new slave's ass with
unaccustomed and unexpected tenderness.  "Twenty years shall you serve me
boy.  Twenty years of giving bliss to so many."
     A heard but before he processed the information Master's hand came
down in a hard spank on his left cheek.  This was followed rapidly by a
long series of hits on both sheets.  A concentrated and while he cried he
did not beg for mercy.  Not even when Master ran his fingernails over the
red-hot skin.
     With a soft touch Master rolled A off his lap and onto the floor where
he landed on his ass.
     "Ouch," A said and Master laughed.
     "Gently play with your nipples," Master said.
     A did and enjoyed the pleasure while Master moved fully onto the bed
so his head was propped up by several pillows.
     "Crawl up from the foot of the bed and worship your Master's penis."
     A walked to the foot of the extra long king sized bed and did as
instructed.  His eyes never left the massive organ.  Once there he lowered
his head and began licking the head.  After a while he started licking the
hardening shaft.  A luxuriated in the texture of his first man cock, a
different taste than those of his fellow slaves.
     "Take me in your mouth Slave A," Master said.
     For the first time A took Master's cock in his hand and guided the
head to his lips.  He opened his mouth and lowered his lips over it until
the head was resting on his tongue.  The large head almost covered his
tongue but there was enough room in A's mouth to run his tongue around the
cockhead.  For the first time Master gave a little sigh of pleasure.
     A took this as a signal to slowly swallow even more of the cock.  He
took his time going down a bit then off less than that.  By the time he was
halfway down Master's cock had grown to its full ten inches long and four
around and A couldn't go any further.  In fact it was becoming increasingly
difficult to keep that much in his mouth.  He started a regular sucking
rhythm ane was able to keep at least five inches in with every down stroke.
     Master stroked A's collar-length red hair and decided it was going to
be a while before he got a trim.  At least shoulder length and then maybe
some highlights to add to the allure.  He believed that the better the
slave looked the happier both the boy and the customer would be.
     Suddenly he gasped and looked down.  It was true.  A's lips were
against his trimmed bush and the boy's tongues had snaked out and were
licking his balls.  Nobody, not even the most experienced street boy had
ever deep throated him the first time.
     "Oh baby, you are so good.  Work your Master's cock."
     A glowed with the unexpected praise and began going back and forth on
the huge cock again.  It wasn't long before he could no longer take the
whole thing again but he was pleased that he could for those few moments.
If he could take all of Master then there would be very few men he
couldn't.
     A moved his tongue around and licked some of the precum from Master's
slit and sighed at the musky taste.
     "Stop sucking boy.  It's time to be fucked."
     The new slave slowly ran his lips up the engorged shaft one more time
and then squatted between Master's feet.  He knew what position Master
would want him in but he'd also been instructed to wait for instructions.
     Master looked A up and down, pausing at the hard cock and large balls.
     "I know you've been told that I take all new slaves doggy style and
that is true because in a way it is the most demeaning way.  Says I don't
even want to look at the face, or even the person at all.  Reminds the new
slave that I am his Master and that his ass is literally mine.  But you are
different.  Mostly because of the surgery but there is more as well.  I
don't understand it right now but hopefully I will one day."
     A smiled and bowed his head, "Thank you my Master."
     "Instead I want you on your back with your legs over my shoulders so I
can see your face as I enter you, as I take your virginity," Master sat and
patted the pillows next to him, "Place your head here so you can see as
well."
     When he was in position A looked at Master who surprised him by
leaning down and kissing him on the lips.  He felt Master's tongue on his
lips and let it in.  The kiss lasted a while and both man and preteen were
pleasantly amazed and enjoyed the passion they shared.
     Finally Master broke the kiss and as he moved to A's rear the boy
raised his legs behind his ears.  Master placed his still engorged head at
the entranceway and pushed lightly.
     A responded as he'd been taught and it didn't take long before he felt
Master's cockhead slip inside.  Master continued to slowly push in and A
couldn't believe how good it felt.  How much better it felt to have a real
live man cock inside him instead of a dildo or vibrator.  The feel of
another living breathing man sharing your body was so powerful he moaned
loudly.
     He gasped when Master was completely inside him.
     Master rested and as he gave A time to adjust he took the boy's legs
and put them on his shoulders and stroked the muscular calves and thighs.
While waiting he prayed everything he and the doctor had done worked as
planned.
     Deep inside A the chemicals came to life and as they enhanced the
sexual experience for both partners they also spread out to the parts of
the body that controlled the aging process, slowing it down to almost
nothing.  Every time A was fucked they would work again the same ways.
     Master began slowly stroking in and out, rubbing gently against A's
prostate with each move.  Tingling sensations began along A's anus and the
boy cried out in pleasure.  A pleasure Master enjoyed as well.
     A pleasure Maser silently admitted he hadn't truly felt in a long
time.  While he enjoyed the heights the boy gave him a small part of his
brain wondered when sex with a boy became just a part of the job and not
something to enjoy, even revel in.
     A couldn't believe the joy, the sexual satisfaction he was getting
either.  He saw the pleasure on Master's face which made him feel even
hotter.  If he could feel this good every time.  With that thought A
finally accepted and relished the idea of twenty years as a sex slave.
     "Oh Master, fill your slave with your manhood.  Fill him with your
seed."
     Master was silent as he looked into the boy's face and knew everything
was fine.  He picked up the pace and was rewarded by even more sexual need.
     A reached for his hard throbbing cock but Master shook his head.
     "When I cum so shall you for the first time.  Your seed will explode
in the most exquisite orgasm and nobody and nothing will have touched you,"
Master said.
     The two cocks throbbed in unison.  Sexual heat built throughout both
until it was too much to bear.
     "I'm coming slave, take your master's seed and know you are mine
forever," Master yelled as he let loose with a river of cum up A's hot ass.
     As soon as cum hit A's prostate he shot his load so high and hard that
the first shot hit Master's throat.  Both men shot rope after rope before
finally finishing up.
     Master gently pulled out and lowered A's legs before pulling the boy's
lips to his for another long kiss.  Then he laid down next to A and pushed
a button dropping Twenty-Two to the floor.
     "Slave Twenty-Two, crawl up and lick your master and Slave A clean
with your tongue and then your punishment will be done."
     "Yes Master, thank you Master," Slave Twenty-Two said as he fought
through his stiff limbs to crawl up the steps and then along the bed.

One Month Later

Second House

     "Dad, we're ready," Odin said as he and Geo came down the stairs.
     Mr. Olsdatter looked at the two handsome young men hurrying down the
stairs in their best suits.  Today was his son's, his only child's
fourteenth birthday and he looked every bit the young man and more.  Geo
was five months younger but they were such a perfect pair that he knew that
at such a young age his son was with his soul and heart mate.  Forever.
     "Where to Dad?
     Dad was still staring at them in their matching suits.  Immaculately
tied burgundy ties lay flat over matching silk shirts.  The light cotton
suits were dark navy blue with the short suit pants stopping right above
their knees.  The black dress socks stopped mid-calf and flowed into the
polished patent leather loafers.
     "Dad?  Earth to Dad?"
     "Sorry son, it's just the two of you look so grown up tonight.  And I
like it.  First off to your restaurant of choice and then for the big
surprise.
     Clay opened the car door and gave the boys a little bow.
Mr. Olsdatter, Mr. Olsdatter and Mr. Metro.  You all look splendid tonight.
     He drove them to the Observatory Hotel where they dined in the Galileo
restaurant.  For the main course the two boys had the assiette of beef
filet with smoked potato puree while father had the ocean trout lightly
crumbed with seaweed, warm red cabbage salad and verjus.  For dessert they
all had the Observatory Tea Creme de Brulee with Berry Compote.
     Appetites sated the three slowly made their way back to the car where
Clay waited.
     "The Gymnasia Clay, take the scenic route," Father said.
     "Didn't know there was one sir," Clay said with his usual familiarity.
     Clay was in his mid-twenties and had been working for Mr. Olsdatter
since he'd gotten out of high school and become more than just a member of
the staff but somebody father and son relied on for many things at work,
school, home and personally.
     The boys tried following their drive but soon realized they were
heading into a part of Sydney they didn't recognize, at least at night.
They whispered to each other about what kind of gym they were going to
since neither had their gear with them.  Mr. Olsdatter heard but just
smiled and leaned back.
     After a thirty minute drive Clay pulled up to a gate and punched some
buttons and the gate slid open.
     The boys leaned forward and saw a large old house which was dimly lit
from the outside but definitely in use.  It didn't look like any gym they'd
ever been to.  Clay pulled up to the door and let them out.
     A tall bald black man greeted them at the door.  Despite the dim light
he was wearing sunglasses so the boys didn't notice the lust in his eyes as
he escorted them inside.
     Inside the sitting room an even larger white man stood and walked
toward them.  Odin and Geo took a step backward but bumped into the black
man, blushed and moved forward a half-step.
     "Good evening Mr. O.  Those are two fine boys you have with you.  Are
you selling or buying tonight?"
     Odin and Geo looked at each other but were too afraid to move.
     "Buying Master, but thank you for the compliment.  May I introduce my
son and his lover.  They are truly lucky to have found one another at such
a young age.  It is my son's fourteenth birthday and I decided it was time
to introduce them to your pleasures.  Especially that fine boy we talked
about last time."
     "Splendid.  Happy Birthday young Mr. O and your friend?"
     "Mr. M," Geo whispered.
     "Nothing to be shy about here.  Or worried about.  Your father has
been a customer of my house since his father brought him here when he was
about your age.  The boy you are about to meet will be able to fulfill any
sexual fantasy you have short of anything that involves permanent injury or
death.  And somehow I don't think either of you are into that scene."
     "No...Master," Odin said.
     "Very good now Slave Nineteen will escort you to Slave A's room.  If
you require anything that is not already there just ring and one of the
boys will bring it.  Even if it's another boy," Master said and clapped his
hands.
     A nude boy whom they realized was at least a year younger than they
were appeared.
     "Take our guests to Slave A and if they have any questions you are
permitted to answer then do so."
     "Yes my Master," Nineteen said and motioned Odin and Geo to head out
the way they'd come in.
     Once outside he took the lead and led them along a series of hallways
until they reached a door.  Odin and Geo had thought of questions but were
too nervous to ask until Nineteen took hold of the doorknob.
     "Wait please.  I do have a question and hope you can answer it," Odin
said.
     "I hope so to Sirs," Nineteen said.
     "How did you come to be here?  To be a boy whore here?"
     "I was born homeless and started selling myself at five I guess.  When
I was eight Master approached me and made me an offer that would give me
safety and security.  I was nervous, you hear stories on the street, but I
didn't have anything to lose so I accepted and have no regrets."
     "What happens when you get to old?" Geo asked.
     "There is an island in the South Pacific which is a gay resort and at
sixteen I will go there to work.  Not just sex but if and when I want to
leave I will have the training and experience to go anyplace I want and
work in the best hotels."
     "Thank you, that makes me feel much better.  If I have a chance I will
commend you to your Master," Odin said.
     "Thank you kind Sirs.  Slave A awaits you inside.  You can call him A
or you can give him any name you want for the rest of the night and I will
bring you breakfast in the morning."
     With that Nineteen opened the door and Odin and Geo entered.

     The room they entered was a large windowless single room with a
private bathroom.  In the middle of one wall was a king sized bed.  The
only other furniture was an entertainment system with a 27" TV/DVD/VCR and
a CD player.  The walls were painted a deep shade of blue and the sheets on
the bed were light blue.
     "My name is A, welcome to my home.  I am here to service you in any
way you want."
     Odin and Geo turned toward and saw the boy emerging from the bathroom.
His shoulder length red hair glistening in the light.  The lovers looked at
his face and body and figured like Nineteen he was twelve.
     Then they saw his cock and balls and had second thoughts.
     "How should we start?" Odin said.
     The boy smiled, "Why don't we start by my giving each of you a kiss
then undressing you.  It is hard to have sex dressed like you are."
     "As opposed to the way you're dressed," Geo said and gave a weak
laugh.
     "Definitely," A said as he wrapped his arms around Odin's neck and
gave him a deep long kiss.
     Instead of just watching Geo felt compelled by the boys inner
sexuality to move behind him and start rubbing his back.  His hands flowed
down to A's ass and Geo caressed the tight globes and reveled in their
smoothness.
     When A broke the kiss and began undressing Odin Geo ran his hands up
A's side and then up his belly and finally began to caress the boy's
nipples. The gentle touch immediately caused A to moan in delight and his
cock to begin to harden.
     Odin felt the hard rod on his leg and looked at A's face.
     "Do not ask me questions.  Just know I love what I do and the gifts
I've been blessed with to make your time pleasurable."
     Odin stepped out of his shorts and nodded.
     A turned around to find Geo already aroused and eager to have the boy
undress him.
     "You are two fine looking young men and we have all night.  How do you
wish to begin," A said when Geo was naked.
     "It's O's birthday and since you are his present let him to choose,"
Geo said.
     "Today's really your birthday?  That's wonderful.  Choose O," A said.
     Odin leaned over and kissed Geo, "Thanks G."
     He walked over to the bed and sat on the edge with his legs spread and
patted the space next to him and Geo sat and took his truee love's hand.
     "Blow us, alternate between us until we cum for the first time tonight
down your throat," Odin said.
     A knelt between Odin's legs and took the boys hard cock in hand and
gently kissed it on the slit.  His tongue entered the slit and licked
around the inside.  The hot new sensation caused him to buck a little and A
swallowed Odin's cock head when he came back down.  He slowly slid down the
almost six-inch cock, swirling his tongue around it as he bobbed his head.
Once A slid all the way down he stuck his tongue out and licked Odin's
balls.
     Much to Odin's dismay A opened his mouth wide and quickly came off of
Odin and switched to Geo.
     Normally Geo might have told A to finish his love off but his cock was
so hard and already leaking precum which A quickly licked off.
     "Tastes good," A said and repeated to Geo what he'd done to Odin.
     When A stopped right before Odin came the next round he had to press
hard on that spot right behind the balls to ease him off.
     "Man you do that again and I'll die," Odin said.
     A smiled, "I assure you Mr. O, you will not die from not cumming with
me around.  And I haven't lost anybody cumming yet either.
     When A returned to Odin for the third time he took his time.  He had
all the time he wanted to satisfy these two boys who were the youngest
customers he'd had in the two weeks since he'd started working.
     From talking to the other boys he knew it wasn't unusual for the
popular slaves to have several customers a night, some of whom were nice
and some rather rough, staying just within Master's rules.  On the other
hand he'd never had more than two in a day and never back to back.  He
wasn't sure but he felt Master was only letting his best and most prominent
clients have him for now.
     Odin at the moment no longer cared why the young boy was between his
legs.  All he knew was that the boy was working magic with his mouth.  He
was grateful that he had all night because he knew he was going to have one
of the largest orgasms of his life when the blow job was done.
     "Boy, you've got the hottest mouth in the world.  Work my cock, get it
hard because I want to flood your inside with my cum."
     A picked up speed a little as he played with the boy's balls.  They
were a good size for somebody his age but still not as large as his new
ones.  When he picked up speed a second time he felt Odin's ball begin to
rise up and he hesitated a minute in mid-suck.
     "Oh no you don't, not this time slave," Odin said and rammed his still
throbbing cock deep down A's throat.
     Fortunately A had been expecting that so he didn't choke as the uncut
penis slid down.  Instead of bobbing A used his tongue to massage the
leaking cock.
     "Oh shit," Odin yelled suddenly and sent the first of seven large
ropes of cum down A's throat.  A quickly moved back so he could taste the
boy cum, enjoy his reward.  And what a reward as the rest of the large
shots were followed by several smaller deposits on his tongue which he
greedily swallowed.
     Once he was sure he'd drained and cleaned the cock he moved back to
the other boy and quickly licked up the flowing precum.  The boy's uncut
cock was just slightly shorter than his boyfriend's but tasted just as
good.
     "Not going to take as long A.  Got so fucking hot watching the two of
you," he paused, "Oh shit, I'm coming," he cried.
     A braced himself and enjoyed the new flavors running across his taste
buds.
     Once he pulled off Geo he told the boys to lie on the bed and he would
get them drinks to help them refresh.
     "What would you like to drink?  If I don't have it here I just have to
ring," A said.
     Odin looked at Geo and sighed, "A couple of cokes and you can have
whatever you want as well.  Please join us on the bed."
     Geo patted the spot between them and A smiled.
     As they drank their sodas A turned on a DVD.  His clients were quickly
riveted to first the slide show of the different slaves solo, paired or in
groups.  That gave way to four of the youngest boys in a row masturbating
to simultaneous thunderous dry orgasms.  As soon they caught their breaths
four slightly older boys came in and the younger ones began sucking their
cocks.  Minutes later four boys a little older than the second batch came
in and started fucking the second.  Finally the four biggest boys yet
entered and started fucking the third set.
     Odin and Geo marveled at the sexual symmetry sixteen slender smooth
youths showed.
     A leaned back and enjoyed the movie and while wondering when and if
Master would let him make one enjoyed his clients' hands running up and
down his legs.  He wondered if they even knew what they were doing.
     He decided at least Odin did when the boy's hand took hold of his cock
and started stroking it.  Shortly after he felt a different hand on his
balls and traced them up to Geo who gave him a smile and blew him a kiss.
A responded by leaning over and kissing Geo on the lips and they quickly
got into a fierce game of tonsil hockey which was interrupted only when A
felt Odin's lips sliding down his cock.
     "Oh thank you Sir," A genuinely moaned, "Your mouth is so hot on my
boy cock."
     "That's no boy cock you have there A," Geo said before placing his
mouth over A's nearest nipple.
     A shivered at the pleasure generated by the chemically enhanced breast
combined with Odin's expert sucking technique on his cock.  He leaned back
and closed his eyes and let his clients work on him.  Geo moved to his
other nipple and Odin cupped his balls.  He remained fairly still and
quiet, except for some moans and groans of delight, until he felt his large
balls begin to contract.
     "Mr. O, do not let me begin to cum in your mouth.  The first two ropes
are too hard."
     "Listen to him love," Geo said.
     Odin nodded and concentrated while continuing to slowly bob up and
down on A's large cock.  Several minutes later he sensed the cum begin to
flow and he pulled off and pointed A's cock toward the ceiling moments
before the boy erupted.  The first shot flew up a couple feet in the air
and the second wasn't much lower before they landed on A's chest.  At that
point Odin took A's cock back in his mouth and felt the still hard third
rope slide over his tongue and down his throat.  As hard as Odin tried he
couldn't swallow the rest of the load and more spilled out of his lips.
Meanwhile Geo had left A's nipples and was busy licking the cum off the
boy's chest.
     When A finished cumming they three boys exchanged deep kisses,
enjoying the cum in Odin's mouth with each other.
     As they rested A wondered if his clients received any of the benefits
of the hormones in his body that would keep him healthy and young for the
next twenty years or more.
     The DVD was now showing an orgy with at least thirty boys of all ages
kissing, groping, fucking, wanking, sucking, and a couple of things none of
the boys could name.  The highlight was a thirteen-year-old on his back in
the middle of the room.  One boy had his legs over his shoulders and was
fucking the boy's ass while another was face fucking him.  At the same time
he was jerking two other boys off and had a bunch more standing over him
stroking their hard cocks and getting ready to shoot all over him.  The
cameras keep return to the boy and each time at least two of the boys had
changed and there was more cum covering the boy.  The DVD concluded with a
review of every load being shot into and onto the boy.  When the grinning
boy finally stood after shooting his own load all over himself he was
covered with cum and smiling ear to ear.
     When the DVD was over Odin jumped off the bed and ran into the
bathroom.  Geo took A's chin and turned the boy's face to his own.
     "A, I heard you tell O not to ask you how you got here.  And we talked
to Nineteen when he brought us here.  What I want, no need to know from
your own mouth is are you really happy here and that your master treats you
fairly."
     "I will be honest Mr. M and say that life here is not the same as
outside these walls.  A life I left not long ago.  But Master does treat us
well, feeds us and takes care of our health.  Puts strict limits on how far
our clients can go to further protect us.  And he is fair when he is forced
to punish us."
     "If you could leave today would you?"
     A shook his head and smiled, "This is my place and my home.  Yes it is
where I want to be doing what not only what I was meant to do but want to
do."
     Geo returned the smile, "I'm glad to hear that and I can see in your
eyes what your body told me earlier and I'm happy."
     "For you or for me," A said and gave Geo a quick peck on the lips.
     Geo returned it, a little longer and harder, "For both of us.  Now if
your ass is as clean as I think it is I want you to raise your legs so I
can rim it and get it ready for O."
     "It is, we each have an enema every morning and must rinse ourselves
out after each poop and each client," A said and raised his legs.
     Geo slid into position and lowered his head into A's inviting crack.
He sniffed and finding it smelling clean he lowered his face in close and
inhaled deeply.  The scent was enticing and he stuck his tongue out and
licked across the full length of the crack and then back to the rosebud.
He tongue flicked around the opening then after spreading the cheeks
further Geo began to lick inside.
     Odin watched from the bathroom door and smiled.  Geo had always wanted
to try rimming once but he'd felt weird about it and so had their friends.
Of course A wouldn't object and Geo did seem to be enjoying it.  Maybe if
this didn't get it out of Geo's system he would let him try it at home.
     A looked over and saw Odin standing and waved him over.  Odin knelt on
the bed and while Geo continued to tongue fuck A the young sex toy gently
sucked Odin into hardness.  When he was ready Odin tapped Geo on the
shoulder.
     "You enjoy?"
     "Yes love, but I don't expect you to change your mind," Geo said.
     "We'll talk at home but you seem to have gotten him ready for me and
I'm ready to fuck that hot ass," Odin said.
     The two lovers kissed long and deep while A watched in appreciation
and wondered if he'd find somebody to love like they did.  Would it be even
possible considering the anti-aging drugs in his system?
     Odin broke the kiss and switched positions with Geo.  His hard cock
slid easily into the boy's pussy and Odin quickly found his trimmed bush
brushing against A's smooth butt.
     The rimming had started the chemicals churning so they were ready to
explode and had by the time Odin was all the way in.  The heightened
sexuality and lust in the boys was instant.
     "Shit," they cried together.
     Odin took a few deep breaths before beginning long slow strokes in and
out of an ass which seemed to be on fire.  Not a burning heat, not a heat
that could ever hurt you but a heat promising untold pleasures.  Pleasures
he needed to enjoy.  Slow strokes stimulated sexual satisfaction.  Shorter,
speedier strokes seized socialization returning the boys to their primitive
instincts.
     Odin couldn't control himself and didn't understand why he'd lost
control and didn't care.  A knew why but he too was loving it, praying to
Master that he wold get these boys whenever they came.
     Odin tried to slow down his breathing, his pace but to no avail.  He
thought to himself that there would be time for more tonight and whenever
Dad brought him, them there.
     Logical thought left and pure sexual heat took final and complete
control of the birthday boy and he began pounding A's ass even harder.
Pushing himself deeper and deeper into the boy's body, into the boy's soul.
     "Oh yeah, fuck my slut ass," A grunted.
     "You're getting it slave and you'll be getting my cum up your ass
soon."
     "Yeah, fill my boy pussy.
     "Oh shit Mate, I'm cuming now," Odin screamed and unloaded the biggest
load of his young life.
     Finally sated Odin collapsed onto A and they kissed.
     At a pat on the ass Odin finally rolled off and blew Geo a kiss.
     "My turn and sorry A but I don't think anything you can do will make
this last," Geo said.
     A laughed and took hold of Geo's balls and squeezed firmly until Geo's
cock was a little softer.
     "Now try Mr. M," A said.
     Geo's entrance was even easier but the ecstasy was as good.
     "A, I don't know what they taught you here but I want to learn," Geo
said.
     "Professional secrets," A said and laughed.
     By that point Geo was fully hard, leaking and throbbing and pounding
deep int A.
     "Yeah, wild man today.  Ride my ass, fuck me hard," A said driving Geo
further up the sexual scales.
     "Going to give it to you soon boy, very soon.....aw shit here it
comes," Geo said and erupted up A's chute.

Next morning

     After good morning fucks A joined each of his clients in the oversized
shower and washed them.  At a soft knock on the door A brought in breakfast
for the three of them.  Odin and Geo were startled by the amount of
scrambled eggs, pancakes, bacon, sausage and hash browns.
     "Hey, we may be sluts but we are growing boys," A said and they all
laughed.
     When their plates were cleared Odin and Geo dressed and A led them out
to where Mr.  Olsdatter was waiting for them.

Twenty years later.

     "A, I enjoyed my thirty-fourth birthday with you as much as I
celebrated my fourteenth and I am sad to hear you won't be here a year from
now," Odin said as they approached the door to Master's reception area.
     "Me to A, it really has been fun and hot all these years.  Birthdays
and other times too," Geo said, "And you are just as hot looking at sixteen
as you were at twelve all those years ago."
     "With all honesty I will miss you two most of all my clients but it is
time for me to move on to the resort.  Maybe you can visit me there," A
said as they entered the room.
     In the center of the room a group of men broke apart.  Odin and Geo
recognized Odin's father who had his arm around their old friend Russell
while Clay held Crow's hand.  At first Master was blocking the sixth man
but he became fully visible when he moved toward Odin and Geo.
     They didn't recognize him but could see he was a few years younger
than themselves and in great shape with long black hair.
     "Zero?  Is that you Zero?" A gasped then caught himself and knelt,
"Sorry Master, I know I am not worthy to talk in your presence without your
permission."
     "Rise Slave A and you are forgiven whether my father likes it or not
because I am the boy you knew as Zero all those long years ago."
     A was shocked and Odin sensed the boy's confusion.
     "Can you explain please?" Odin said.
     "When A first came here a little over twenty years ago I was a boy of
five living here as a slave and I didn't know Master was my father.  A
taught me many things about the real world before I headed off to private
boarding school.  I came home seldom on vacations, more often father would
meet me at a resort or someplace."
     "I was trying to show him the world, hoping he'd choose a different
life," Master said.
     "Didn't work and now I am here to help run and expand our businesses."
     "We're glad to meet you and hope you continue to take as good care of
the slaves as your father has.  Especially A, he has become very special to
my partner and I.
     The six men exchanged glances and Mr. Olsdatter nodded.
     "Mr. O and Mr. M," Master started, "As you know sometime after a boy
turns sixteen he moves from here to the gay resort we own in the
Philippines and it is now A's turn."
     "He told us and we will miss him," Geo said.
     Master nodded, "Do to his, let us say, medical condition we don't know
if that is the right option for him.  Dr Greenstreet and I believe he will
start aging faster now but we can't be sure and if he retains his current
pattern it will raise questions."
     Odin took a quick glance at Geo and raised his eyebrows.  Geo smiled
and gave a slight nod.
     "Master, if it is acceptable to A we would love to," Odin said.
     Master looked at A who began to tremble.  The shaking became worse
when Odin put his arm around him.
     "A look at me," Odin said gently.
     It was a struggle but A did.
     "Would you like to come home with Geo and me and live with us as a
free boy?  If you want we can still have sex together but once again you
will live on the other side of those walls."
     "How about it A, Odin and I will be able to handle your aging better.
Hell, A we like you, we love you and want you to come live with us," Geo
said.
     A looked up at Odin, "Really?  You really love me?  Want me to live
with you and not just for sex?"
     "Yes Adam, we really do," Odin said.
     "Adam, I like the name.  Can I pick my middle name?"
     "Sure," Odin said.
     "For my best friend from before, Danny."