Date: Wed, 4 Sep 2002 14:20:24 -0700 From: someone someday Subject: Delayed Puberty Boy--Ch 27 DELAYED PUBERTY BOY -- CHAPTER 27 As with all other chapters of this story: (c) all rights reserved. This is a work of fiction and is FOR ADULT READING ONLY!!! __________________________________ As their heads cleared and they returned to earth, Paul began to explore the possibility of involving En in Dr. Carl's "treatments". Paul figured En would go for it, but he decided to proceed cautiously. "Hey En, do you get yourself off more than once a day?" "Sure" En replied enthusiastically as he hoped Paul wanted to do more with him "I think my record is 5 times, but my dick was so sore." "Yeah, you've gotta use a lot of lube if you're going to go marathon on yourself" Paul advised. "Anyway, I wanted to tell you about, and maybe even show you some of the things I've been taught that have made me lose a lot of weight." En was fully attentive as he said "That would be great Paul, my old man has been all over me to lose more weight, and when he saw you at the pool the other day, he really laid into me about how you were doing great and I'm still a fat ass. The only thing I wish more than losing weight is growing some hair on my dick!" "Funny you should mention that En" Paul said as he seized the moment "because the stuff I could show you will also help you out in that department too. Spread your legs and let me take a real close look at where you are now, puberty wise. Paul pulled his legs apart and held his belly up as Paul dropped down to inspect him closely. Looking at the fat little boys small penis and scrotum, Paul began to gently fumble around before saying "Well, you've got some white hair fuzz starting, so I think if you tried the stuff I've been doing, they might turn dark on you soon." "Really?!" En asked eagerly "what exactly do I need to do?" "En, you need to do these exercises which are real hard, but they make you have an orgasm...and you need to take some hormones by swallowing someone older's cum, like you just did with me. And En, you need to get your blood pressure up in a way that you probably won't like." En had no idea what Paul was referring to as he took the bait "What way is that" he asked. "You gotta get whipped...hard...before each work out session" Paul said solemnly as he looked into En's eyes. "Fuck that!" En shouted "I hate gettin' spanked and shit...no fuckin' way!" Paul replied "I figured that would be the hang up for you, but don't worry...your pubes will grow eventually and when they do you might drop some pounds. Listen, I have to give myself a work out and I could use your help with the whipping part." En looked at him shocked "You want ME to whip YOU?" "Yeah, it's OK I can take it" Paul replied. "No...no Paul I don't want to" En said nervously. "No sweat, I can do it myself...it's just a little awkward" Paul said as he took a belt from his closet and then laid over a corner of his bed so he could leverage himself into a position where he could soundly strike his buttocks. En scrambled off the bed and stood in the center of the room watching in confused anticipation of what he knew was going to happen next. He watched as Paul calmly, almost serenely prepared himself, not knowing that Paul had an erotic attachment to corporal punishment. Then Paul delivered 5 incredibly hard strokes to his ass which left bright red stripes but did not elicit a single sound from him. After pausing for a moment, Paul put the belt in his other hand, repositioned himself and whipped his butt 5 more times. After a few more moments of rest, he got off the bed sporting a full, rock hard boner. "God damn it Paul, that had to hurt like Hell...you didn't make a peep and it even got you hard." Paul was sweating from the exertion as he responded "I learned how to channel the pain into pleasure...if I do it long enough it makes me cum, but that's not the way the work out is supposed to go." "How did you learn all this stuff and, by the way, where do YOU get someone else's cum?" En asked. "I can't tell you En, not unless you want to join the group I'm with, which you don't because you don't wanna be whipped." En felt suddenly excluded and also confused by his yearning to get thin and hairy. "What if I did want to join?" En heard himself say not believing he was actually considering the consequence of taking whippings. "It's kind of complicated...you need to be accepted and do an initiation of sorts, but you Have to be able to take a whipping." En asked "Does everybody like it the way you do?" "No" Paul answered honestly "the others hate it but they learned not to cry like they did when we first started, and they know that it's necessary for the program to work." En hadn't considered the possibility that you could get used to being whipped, he certainly never had at the hands of his father. But if he could learn, and not cry when he took his next inevitable whipping from his Dad...how cool would that be to not bawl like a baby...of course he couldn't get a hard on like the one Paul had given to himself either! "So it's OK to cry at first?" En continued. "Yeah, there are two kids who are in 6th grade and they used to cry pretty hard" Paul said "but now they mostly don't. Listen, if it's not for you then forget about it." "No" En replied surprised to learn that boys so young were part of this mysterious group "I'm just thinking my way through it...how, errr, what do you need to do to me to see if I could get in?" Paul stated calmly "I'd have to whip you and then show you some other things and then I'll talk to the others and let you know." En looked down at his fat belly and then looked at Paul's improved contours before meekly saying "OK...let's try it." "Lay down across the end of the bed and put this in your mouth" Paul said handing En a clean rolled sock from his dresser drawer. En did as he was instructed and Paul stood over him, belt in hand. "Are you ready?" Paul asked and when En nodded yes Paul said "Hang on...this is really going to hurt!" SSSMMAAAACCCKKK!!!! went the first slap of the belt across the center of En's fat dimpled white butt cheeks "Oooooooowwwwww...OHHHHHHH" En wailed as he moved his hands to cover himself. "Put your hands down" Paul commanded and when they were moved SSSMMAAAACCCKKK!!!! SSSMMAAAACCCKKK!!!! as the next swings of the belt found their mark. En flew off the bed and faced Paul with tears streaming down his face and his hands behind him rubbing at the fire that raged on his ample buttocks. He pulled the sock from his mouth and crying he yelled "That fuckin' hurts you FUCK, huuuhuuuhuuuhhuu, hhuuummmhuuuuhuuuu..." he sobbed. "Turn around and bend over now or we're through" Paul threatened. Not wanting that, En turned slowly and bent over placing his hands on his knees. He was crying loudly without the sock to muffle him as Paul reared back and fired two more shots across his ass SSSMMAAAACCCKKK!!!! "wwaaaaaaaa hhuuuhhuuuhhuuuuu" SSSMMAAAACCCKKK!!!! "OOOOWWWWW OOOHHHHHH uuunnnnnaaahhhhhh" as the force of the last blow dropped En to his knees. Paul left En alone while he wailed at his pain, and turned his attention to his own ridged dick. When En got control of himself and looked over to where Paul stood, he saw him pull out a large jar of Vaseline, unscrew the top and then apply a generous helping of the greasy substance to his hard penis. Next Paul put on a condom and then wrapped a towel tightly around his erection. He then stuck the towel and his wrapped penis between the mattress and the boxsprings of his bed and, pushing down hard on the top of the mattress to keep himself in place while spreading his legs very wide, Paul began to do a series of vertical type push-ups and hip thrusts, which made his arms, shoulders and legs exercise very hard as he slid his hard cock in between the mattress. En was amazed at the body control Paul was exhibiting as his skin reddened at the exertion of his humping motions. After 10 minutes of continuous thrusting, Paul's arms and legs were burning and he was sweating profusely as the friction in his penis finally triggered a huge orgasm. His panting quickly gave way to loud moans of AAAAARRRRRHHHH, OOOOOOHHHHH, UUUUNNNNNNNNAAAAAHHH!!! as he shuddered and thrust like a sprinter heading for the finish line. Then Paul collapsed on the top of the bed for a second before rolling to the floor breathlessly sucking for air. "That was amazing" En said. "Yeah...yeah..." Paul panted still fighting to regain his breath "that's...jjjust..one of the...exxxercises you'll learn to do. It....sure makes...working out more fun...when it makes you cum! Give me a minute...and I'll show you one you'll really like......." ____________________________________________________ ____________________________________________________ Meanwhile, back at the Camp......................... Devon and Stevie had decided to shave themselves rather than have their pubic hair forcibly removed by the others, sobbing quietly while they did so. Then the two boys faced Fred and the others as Fred spoke. "There are going to be new rules from now on. No more Haves and Have Nots...no forced sex...both guys have to want to do it, and they can do it when and where they want to, not during any kind of group sessions. Some guys don't like doing it at all, and that's going to be fine...get it?" Devon and Stevie nodded their understanding. "Good, then from now on we have a truce" Fred said extending his hand toward Devon who shook it reluctantly, followed by Stevie. "I'll let Art know that it's unanimous then" Fred continued "we're going to serve the rest of our time in peace!" After dinner and the evening events in the Rec Center, Art returned with the boys to the Dorm. "OK Carver" Art asked "what's the game going to be from now on?" Fred laid it out just as he had for Devon and Stevie but then he added one more rule "And Art...there's no more whippings." Art had anticipated the first part of the new rules of order and had no problem with it because there would still be lots of activity to catch on tape, although his editing skills would be further tested. But the whippings needed to continue, at least in some fashion...there was a strong market for the S&M stuff that he didn't want to miss out on. He thought quickly and then tried something out. "If you guys want only consensual sex, that's fine by me. But the reason for the Haves and the Have Nots was because it didn't work that way...kids were getting beaten and raped in the showers or the woods, so we institutionalized the process. If you don't think that's going to be a problem now then good, and from a whipping standpoint there obviously won't be any for refusing to engage in sex. But you can't stop the whippings altogether...what if someone breaks ranks? What if, as some of you most certainly will, you fuck up...start a fight, do anything where the only other alternative would be is to extend your sentence...or worse, ship you off to Juvey Central." Fred understood Art's point and it was a valid one. He saw the dawning understanding on the faces of the other boys as he answered "OK but then it's up to the kid in question, take a whipping, a longer sentence or Juvey Central. But not with THAT strap...any body who fucks up will most likely choose a whipping so you need to find something else to use, OK?" Art thought for a second and said "Sure, I'll tell you what, I'll gather a few alternatives that the boy to be whipped can choose...like say 10 with a belt or 15 if you chose a switch or 20 with a paddle...something like that." Fred nodded that the concept was acceptable but added "As long as we get to approve what you whip us with, then OK." "Very well...seeing as there won't be any more formal night sessions then, I'll just say good evening." Art said as he left, but not before taking his strap from the closet. The boys milled around for a while before lights out. Then, in the quiet of the dorm, the sounds of boys leaving their beds could be heard and soft whispering, and then the muted sounds of sex. Fred laid there listening and drifting towards sleep when he was tapped on the shoulder. He turned to find Taylor beaming at him and then asking "Hey buddy...I've missed you, do you feel up to a little roll in the hay?" Fred figured he could use a "treatment" and no one probably came harder that the burly Taylor. They assumed a 69 position and Fred smiled to himself as he sucked on Taylor's hard shaved cock. The last time he'd been there his face was nestling into a large crop of pubic hair. Taylor gave marvelous head and his unique tongue action was hastening Fred's orgasm. Before he had time to prepare, however, Taylor unleashed his own with a loud "OOOOOAAAAAAAFFFFFF, AAAHHHH, AAAAHHH OOoooooohhhhhhhh!" A large quantity of semen fired from the head of Taylor's surging penis as his hips thrust hard into Fred's face. Fred barely contained and swallowed it before the 2nd, 3rd and 4th courses were served. As Taylor slid his fading erection from Fred's mouth, he pulled off of Fred's erection long enough to say "Sorry about the short notice...I guess I pulled the rip cord a little early tonight." "No problem Pal" Fred said as he felt Taylor go back to work on him and then he felt Taylor's index finger begin to firmly circle his tight butt hole, sending sparks of excitement through his tightening loins. Taylor thoroughly enjoyed the feeling of Fred's small hairless dick as it slid between his lips. He could feel Fred writhing in ecstasy and it made him feel good to provide such pleasure. "Here I go" Fred whispered to Taylor as his small spritz of juice released. Compared to Taylor's discharge, Fred hardly came at all, but the sensation of the tiny spurt and the slow drool that followed excited Taylor as he swallowed. The power of Fred's orgasm overcame him as he moaned and then floated in tranquillity for what seemed like forever as he lay on his back with his eyes closed breathing deeply, his testicles still drawn tightly inside of him. "Night Buddy" Taylor said as he stroked Fred's cheek before walking back to his bed. "Night Taylor" Fred replied...