Date: Thu, 26 Oct 2006 21:37:51 -0700 (PDT)
From: Steam Train <steam_t2000@yahoo.com>
Subject: Even the Modest Must Serve Chapter 8

Even the Modest Must Serve
By Steam Train   ( steam_t2000@yahoo.com )


Chapter 8: No time for being modest

I had loved Raymond but my feelings for Marcus were
different. To me Marcus was a festering desire that I
couldn't have, but which I desired intensely. I could
come up with no way of opening an opportunity to
satisfy that desire, until completely out of my
control the opportunity presented itself.

Marcus was to stay back at school this Wednesday after
classes finished and come back to Mr Norris's
residence with me so we could complete a history
assignment together. Mr Norris had agreed and Marcus's
dad was picking him up on the way home from work at
6.30pm.

It was during the lunch break when Mr Norris found me
sitting with Marcus eating our lunches. He explained
to Marcus that his dad had been called into a late
meeting tonight and had rung up too see if Marcus
could stay the night with Mr Norris and me. He told
Marcus he had agreed to his father's request, but that
after we had finished our study together Marcus was
not to interfere with my houseboy duties. He would be
free to watch TV or study as he choose. I had a flush
of annoyance at Marcus's freedom, being able to choose
what he would do and not do. No such freedoms for a
slave I seethed to myself.

Marcus sensed my annoyance and sullen disposition and
to my surprise chastised me for non-servant like
behaviour. I nearly hit him, the hide of him to treat
me like this. Then I remembered Inspector Blackmoore's
words "Don't look back on the past it will only
embitter you, look forward and serve your masters" and
I began to calm back down. Marcus was no fool he could
see and feel what I was feeling.

"Good" he said, "You wanted to belt me up just then
didn't you"

"No Marcus, no I didn't" I lied but my voice conveyed
a sense of panic I could not disguise.

`Your lying Tom and that's not allowed of a servant
either" Marcus replied.

"Ok, ok, I lied all right. Yes I wanted to belt the
crap out of you, I'm sorry ok. It's just that when Mr
Norris gave you the choice of doing what you wanted
tonight whilst I have to do my service, I got really
annoyed. I get no freedom anymore, no choice in what I
want or don't want to do. I hate it Marcus, I hate it
ok!"

"Yes Tom I can understand that, but hey it's not my
fault, so don't take it out on me right?"

"Yeah, ok, sorry Marcus" I replied.

"Right, but as your friend Tom, I owe it to you to
make sure you're a good servant, so I'm going to tell
you if you're forgetting your place ok. Better I tell
you than Mr Norris or Mr Lindrum. I'm sure Mr Norris
would rule my actions a reasonable one.

I ended the lunch break that day in a somewhat reduced
status to Marcus, I felt he had subtly asserted his
"free" status over me and I had been forced to give
way. Just how much he had asserted his power over me I
was to find out that night.

Our study session went along as normal and then to my
surprise Marcus assisted me with my chores. Mr Norris
chided me for allowing this to happen and threatened a
punishment, but Marcus replied that he had chosen to
do this himself as a friend and that I had not asked
or even hinted at him helping me out. I was grateful
for the help and for Marcus taking full responsibility
for his actions, it made me realise how childish I had
been at lunchtime and I apologised to Marcus again
when we were alone working.

Later that night my desires were answered. Mr Norris
told Marcus and me that we should begin preparing for
bed. Marcus asked Mr Norris if it would be a
reasonable request of me for me to wash him down in
the shower like his servant at home did every night.

My heart raced when I heard this, my penis instantly
tented my track pants and I turned slightly away so it
was not so obvious.

Mr Norris looked taken aback by Marcus's request. As
he thought about the request, I was worried about
Marcus asking this of him, as Mr Norris was a very
Christian man and this request could easily end in
Marcus being banned from seeing me. After thinking
through the request Mr Norris calmly said "Yes that
sounds reasonable, if that's what your used too at
home then I see no reason why Thomas can't fulfil that
service tonight for you. Thomas go run a shower for
Marcus and do as he instructs, it will be good
training for you in a new skill."

I had died and gone to heaven, praise the lord for
miracles. Without even trying my wildest desire was
coming true.

Marcus had no spare clothes as he was not originally
planning on staying the night so I got him a spare set
of my track pants, tee shirt and undies and bought
them into the bathroom along with my clothes.

After the door was closed I asked Marcus would he like
me to undress him.

"Shit no Tom, I'm undressing you first. Come here"

I blushed, and walked over and stood in front of him.
Not exactly the way my fantasy had worked this out but
anyways....

Marcus removed my socks, track top, tee and track
pants before his fingers grabbed the rim of my undies
and lowered them. For the first time my hairless,
small genitals came into view for Marcus.

"Man your small! I always wondered what you had down
there. Your not very tall and your voice hasn't
broken, I guessed you might me still a little boy,
know I know for sure"

Well what can you say when your best friend says that
about you?

Well I said "Fuck you!!!!!"

"Oh don't be like that, I really hoped you were still
immature Tom, I wanted you so much to be like that, I
find it a real turn on Tom, does my feelings for you
shock you?"

Yes I was shocked but not for the reasons he was
thinking. Here I had been, too shy about raising the
subject of anything sexual, and all the long Marcus
was thinking of me as a sexual object.

No time for being a modest servant now I thought, tell
him how you feel whilst the opportunity is there, so I
did.

I told him how I had wondered what he would look like
naked, how I was pretty certain I was bi and hoped
that he was bi or gay too. How I was too shy to ask.
How I wanted to make love to him. Then I paused and
asked him was he shocked?

He was, I could tell.

"Make love to me Tom, shit man, I was sort of hoping
maybe to jerk you off, but make love to you, you mean
... fuck?"

"Yeah that and other things, but not all now Marcus" I
quickly added. "I have a little experience with sex, I
don't think you have had much at all and truthfully I
have never fucked or been fucked so I need to take my
time with that too. If we do that it will be because
we both want it, but not now, ok Marcus".

You could see the look of relief on Marcus's face.

"Great now you can undress me slave" he said with a
big smile. `It's shower time!"

Marcus was younger than me having turned 14 soon after
I was indentured in late March, whereas I had turned
15 some months after that in July. When I stripped him
naked I found a much more developed body than my own.
His legs were still hairless though perhaps the first
signs of his hairs growing and darkening were
beginning to occur on his lower legs. His chest was
hairless but under his armpits were small patches of
short hair. There was no happy trail but there was a
nice thick bush of black pubic hair surmounting an
erect penis that was about five inches long but still
reasonably thin, as most young teen penis's are. Below
his penis his ball sack was hanging but still
hairless.

It took all my effort to stop myself hugging his naked
body as he stood there but I kept the thought of Mr
Norris being just out in the lounge room in the back
of my mind and ushered Marcus quickly into the shower.


There with the water deadening our voices I whispered
into his ear that he was beautiful and began soaping
his body as ordered. Of course I paid special
attention to his nips and arse before soaping up his
penis and balls. A few strokes with my hand and Marcus
was groaning so much that I had to cover his mouth
with my other hand. I had thought of giving him a
blowjob but he was too trigger-happy. He shot his load
after only a couple more stokes, masses of cum
shooting over my chest and stomach.

I had to grab him at this point as he seemed to
momentarily pass out.

It was obviously a totally overwhelming experience for
him and I had done well it seemed. I had after all,
been trained, if ever so quickly, back at the auction
house on how to service my masters.

Marcus was not so skilled in returning the favour but
it was still his hand jerking me off and when I shot a
small load of near clear cum, Marcus looked surprised.

"Not as immature as you thought, hey?" I said with
some pride.

"No" was his almost speechless reply as he stood
looking at my penis.

We couldn't stay in the shower too long because I
didn't want to arouse Mr Norris's suspicions. We
dressed and went out into the lounge room where Mr
Norris was watching TV to say goodnight.

"Your dressed Thomas, you know you get inspected after
showering, strip off now" Mr Norris ordered.

How humiliating and it just served to emphasise how
different my slave status was to Marcus's free status.
I know I had just had an erotic naked moment with
Marcus but standing naked before him as Mr Norris
inspected my body for cleanliness was something else.
I passed the inspection thank heavens and I was soon
dressed again but I could feel the heat in my blushing
cheeks for minutes after Marcus had seen how I was
treated.

Ed showered after us and Marcus made sure he was handy
to see Ed's inspection, a fact that did not go
unnoticed by Mr Norris or by Ed.

Half way through the inspection Mr Norris stopped and
looking at Marcus standing in the doorway to our
bedroom and said "You like looking at naked boys
Marcus?"

Marcus turned beet red blurted out a quick "No" and
turned and hoped into Ed's bed. I'm sure I saw a smile
appear on Mr Norris' face before I too hoped into bed.
Mr Norris had decided that tonight Marcus could sleep
in the room with me and Ed could have the guest room
bed.

Ed came into our room to get dressed and quietly said
to Marcus, "Here want a closer look fag?"

"Piss off " Marcus replied.

Ed just chuckled as he pulled on his boxers and tee
and repeated as he walked out "Fag!"

"Ignore him Marcus" I said. "He calls me a fag every
second day, it's like his favourite put down, he means
nothing by it".

I think being caught out, embarrassed Marcus, still
after Mr Norris went to bed it didn't stop me from
creeping over to his bed and snuggling up to him, he
didn't resist. I didn't plan on sleeping with him all
night but the next thing I knew Mr Norris was standing
over the bed ordering me out.

"What the hell do you think you are doing in Marcus's
bed" he yelled at me.

Before I could answer Marcus answered. "I asked him
too sir, I was missing my bed and asked if he would
cuddle me to put me to sleep as I was restless. Tom
was going to ask your opinion on my request but I told
him not to be so stupid, if he woke you up to ask you,
I said you would be mad at both of us sir. I'm sorry
if you don't approve, it's all my doing sir".

Mr Norris looked very sceptical but said that in this
case he would approve of the request retrospectively,
however he went on, it was still my duty to be up and
have the breakfast ready. I guess I had in all the
sexual excitement of the night before forgotten to set
the alarm. Marcus could not save me from this mistake.

"Sir sorry Sir, my mistake sir, I forgot to set the
alarm sir"

"Obviously Thomas and for a servant that is a bad
mistake. Go get the breakfast ready quickly and I will
have Mr Lindrum over here at 7.30 this morning for
your punishment. Your friend here can watch and see
what happens to servants who don't do their duties
correctly.

Then turning to Marcus he said "And If I ever catch
you lying to me and I can prove it, young man, it will
be six of the best on your young hands do you
understand."

Marcus's face turned ash white as he replied "Yes
sir."

Mr Norris knew Marcus had lied about why I was in his
bed but he left it. I guess he was going to get his
satisfaction anyway over my punishment for the alarm
failure.

After breakfast I tidied up and Ed went over to the
headmasters house to do his morning duties. Marcus
helped me again, which enabled me to catch up the lost
time. I was already heavily in his debt and becoming
heavily infatuated with him.

At exactly 7.30am Mr Lindrum knocked on the back door,
cane in hand. Mr Norris showed him into the lounge
room and I was pantsed and bent over the arm of one of
the lounge chairs. Marcus sat in another, I guess you
could say getting an armchair view.

I can tell you at that time there was no place for
merriment or jokes. Mr Norris had just informed Mr
Lindrum that he was tiring of my attitude and that I
needed to be taught a lesson once and for all, that I
was a servant, not a free boy, so he ordered the
maximum punishment, ten strokes with the cane.

In front of Marcus and Mr Norris I was caned. Never
before had I received this many strokes at one time.
After five I was begging it to stop after eight I
collapsed and Mr Norris and Marcus had to hold me in
position. I soiled the carpet when my bowls gave way
after the eight strokes as well and by the tenth
stroke I was not capable of standing or screaming, I
had screamed my voice hoarse.

Marcus was asked to take me for a shower to recover
and again he undressed himself and then me and stood
with me in the shower. Unlike last night however
neither of us was having any erotic thoughts. Both our
penises were erect. It happens for some reason when
your severely caned and it happens when you watch some
one caned. Marcus apologised for his and assured me it
just happened, it wasn't because he enjoyed what
happened to me.

The warm water stung something fierce on my back and I
cried out hoarsely in pain. Marcus held me carefully
against his body and we stood there embracing for ten
minutes as I gradually recovered my strength. That was
just how we were still standing when Mr Norris walked
in.

Marcus instantly stepped back and covered his
genitals. Mr Norris noting the position he had just
found us in asked Marcus to lower his hands. Blushing
profusely Marcus did as he was told exposing his still
erect penis.

"Ten minutes and your still erect, I need to have a
very serious talk to you two boys" Mr Norris said

Changing the topic deliberately he looked at me and
asked "How I was". I tensed, bitter at the caning I
had just been given and I think Marcus sensed I was
about to say something I would regret so he spoke up."
He'll be fine sir, sore but he will recover. He's
regained a lot of strength already. Ten minutes more
under the shower and he will be ok I'm sure sir"

Looking at me Mr Norris said "I hope you realise just
what a treasure you have here in Marcus. I am loosing
count of the number of times he's saved your hide
already. I saw in your face what you were about to say
Thomas, Marcus stopped you from opening your mouth and
you having to front up again tomorrow for another ten
strokes."

When I said nothing he said "You hate me right now
don't you?"

When I still said nothing he said "You know the rules
of a servant, when asked a question by their master,
now do you hate me Thomas?"

Slowly I replied "Yes sir" with all the bitterness I
could muster. Marco elbowed me in the ribs as a
warning.

Ignoring my reaction Mr Norris said "Good I was hoping
you did. You have to learn that your not the
privileged spoilt kid you were. When you accept that
your life has changed and you come to realise that
your life here has many positive benefits and could be
a lot worse, then hopefully you will in time come to
respect me Thomas. I don't hate you or your brother. I
want you to grow up model citizens and though I
personally don't agree with indentured servitude there
is nothing I can do to prevent it, but I can make it,
in this school, a system that benefits its captives".

"Thomas there is a lot of disquiet within the Parent
Association and the wider parent body of this school
about your presence here at PHS as both students and
servants. Many are urging and some are even trying to
have you removed. I don't want to loose you and your
brother. I want to protect you from the worst of the
Indentured Servitude system. You must help me in this
by proving to the whole school that you do have human
dignity, that you are not an animal or an item. I need
every parent and student to see that you are
fulfilling all the requirements asked of an Indentured
Servant, so they can have no grounds for complaint".

"Maybe you can't be friends with a slave Thomas, but I
firmly believe you can respect a slave's human
dignity. You may think after that caning I just
ordered that I don't respect your human dignity, but I
ordered it so that you will remember what it's like to
be a slave in the wider world and so that you will
strive to do your best the first time without question
or pause. Learn that lesson and you will be a great
servant Thomas and take that lesson back into your
free life after your fifteen years is up. Already I
can see that potential in you, already you are
progressing more than your brother, let this morning
be a lesson to you and Marcus. Don't let human foibles
interfere with your duties what ever they may be".
Don't give the bigoted, the uncaring, the prejudiced a
reason to send you away".

With that he turned and on his way out said, "Don't be
more than ten minutes boys, but I will leave the door
open this time so I can ensure that all that is
happening is that Marcus is helping sooth the pain".

"I will see you both at Recess in my office about what
I observed here in the shower this morning and I
suspect last night. Homosexual acts are an affront to
my Christian beliefs boys, you are not stupid either
of you, you surly knew I would observe your behaviour.
I'm really disappointed in you both and to add to that
disappointment I was just talking to your father,
Marcus, when he rang to say he is dropping some clean
clothes around for you to wear this morning. Why
Marcus did you lie to me last night about your servant
washing you each night? Better have a good story boys
or there is more punishment on its way and this time
for both of you."

When Mr Norris had gone I looked over at Marcus and
said `You lied?  Your servant doesn't wash you each
night?"

"We don't even have a servant Thomas" Marcus chuckled.

"Shit were in big trouble then"

"Yeah big shit" replied Marcus, the amusement gone
totally out of his voice.


End Chapter 8