Date: Fri, 20 May 2011 10:57:42 -0400
From: Scott Westwood <westwoodscotty@hotmail.com>
Subject: Road Less Traveled - Butch's Story- Chapter 11

WARNING:

This story contains sexual acts between boys. If this is not to your
tastes, and/or is illegal in your area please do not read any further.

The story is copyrighted. Please do not distribute it to any newsgroups
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This series of stories is true to the best of my recollection. The events
actually happened but some of the names and other identifying information
have been changed to protect the privacy of those involved


Butch's Story- Chapter 11

(True, BB, b/B, bb, discipline, spanking, oral, anal, cbt, bd, sm)

Copyright (c) 2004 - 2011 by Scotty Westwood

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STORY NOTES:

For my loyal readers, the re-launch of this series has been long
overdue. Believe it or not, the story really is as close to 100% true as
possible, at least to my recollection. My real reason for stopping the
series was that I was having a difficult time maintaining a chronological
format and also making sure I kept things as close to the real events as I
could.

While I have clear memories of most of the things that happened, I had been
having a difficult time keeping a logical "story flow" since I have
forgotten some things, and also, occasionally got some things mixed up as
far as when and in what order they happened.

That aside, I have decided to re-launch the series and just do the best I
can. I won't worry so much about the "time-line" and will try and focus on
the actual events. As I mentioned near the beginning of the series, I
obviously can't remember the exact words that were spoken back then. But,
in order to try and keep some semblance of drama in this story, I am
providing dialogue which is in keeping with my recollections of how things
went.

Also, as I mentioned previously in this series, though it may seem like
this "stuff" was all we did, we "collectively", pretty much did all the
"normal" things that boys are expected to
do... Sports... Scouts... Campouts... Hanging Out... Bike Riding... More
Hanging Out... Dares (Of all kinds)... More Sports... Catechism (Is that
what it was called? You know where you have to learn all this religious
stuff, and then get all dressed up and do this ceremony in church, where
all the relatives attend to see the "pure, sweet boy" take his first
communion)... and so on.

The big thing was, that in spite of all the "normal" activities that we
were involved in, all of us, managed to find the time to engage in this
"stuff" whenever we could. We were obsessed with it. Having our "secret
club" initiations provided a convenient excuse to do all sorts of "nasty"
things. And we did them "A LOT!!!"

I must admit, we did get carried away with the torture stuff and got pretty
dang intense at times. Boys can be that way. But there were also the little
mischievous fun things that we did. They really were fun.

Most of them involved some form of dare. Some of the ones I remember were
things like: go to school with no underwear; get boned in class; let
someone else see that you have a boner; pull your pants down under your
choir gown in church; jack-off in a public restroom; change clothes in a
restroom and let someone see you naked; run naked through the park; and so
on. Basically pretty tame stuff, but still fun and exciting.

Oh and there were some ones that, looking back were rather dangerous. They
could have gotten us in trouble at best, or injured at worst. Some of them
involved being stripped naked, and tied up and then left alone in various
public and semi-public places. Yea we actually did that more than once!

Another interesting note... If you have been following my longest running
series, "Boys Love Torture" (BLT), you will DEFINITELY see some major
similarities between the characters and events there, and those here. Many
of the characters in "BLT" were based on the real guys I "played" with
throughout my crazy "pre-teen" and "teen" years.

Sadly, I have lost touch with most of them over the years. You know how
that goes... College... The Military... Marriage... Moves... etc. Initially
maybe there is a phone call and/or letters, here and there. After awhile
things move into the "once-a-year" Christmas card mode, and gradually that
stops. Oh and most of the guys actually did end up living "normal" lives
and essentially "wrote off" these experiences as youthful explorations I
guess. And yea we did have some occasional "drop-outs"... boys who became
more interested in doing "stuff" with girls included. Oh well.

The other thing is, MOST of "The Boy Facts" included in the "Boys Love
Torture" series were based directly on these real life experiences. I began
writing this series before I decided to open things up with the "Boys Love
Torture" one. The BLT Series gave me the opportunity to "fantasize" and
include events that could not happen in real life.

In view of the growing length of this particular series (and the really
long gap since the last chapter), I think it is important that I include a
recap description of the key participants. I am reasonably sure that most
of the ages are correct. But I'm not 100 percent on that, since I didn't
keep a journal or anything and don't remember exact birthdates. Most of my
memories are linked to events that happened... like when I joined the
Scouts... started junior high... and other things like when Sean and Butch
got their learner's permit/driver's licenses... etc. Anyway, here is the
list of the guys as best I can recall:

Sean- 15 (turning 16 during the school year)

Bright blond hair that was sorta long, narrow waist, really long cock and a
real thick patch of pubic hair... wide receiver (and other positions) on
the JV (junior varsity) Football team. Was also on the swim team. He was
the classic smart-ass, arrogant jock!

Butch- 14 (turning 15 very, very soon)

Dark hair that was parted in the middle, thick dark eyebrows, brown eyes,
chiseled dimpled face, pretty big cock that was also thick, two big balls
that hung really low, and a fairly thick patch of hair in his armpits and
groin... He was the JV quarterback and also played baseball. And as I
discovered, he was an intense masochist and also loved being "humiliated"
in all types of ways!

Mikey- 12 (turning 13 during the school year)

A MINIATURE Butch! Same looks! Though his body hadn't developed as far yet,
it was pretty clear that he would be just as well endowed as Butch! He
played football and baseball like Butch, but also wrestled. Mikey was not
that much like Butch when it came to our "special" activities. He was
definitely more sadistic and preferred to dish it out!

Scotty- 11 (Recently turned 11) THAT's ME!!

That really was me... clearly the "cutest" one of the bunch!
Hahaha. Sandy/brownish blond hair which was usually pretty short (My mom's
doing mostly... and I had to get it with a "crewcut" or "flat top" a lot of
times!)... that changed when I got to Junior high. "Slate blue" eyes and a
"naturally slender" body. Though try as I might, I was just not gifted
athletically. All that aside, I really was pretty damn cute! My primary
gift was my brain, creativity and speaking ability, which allowed me to
control and manipulate other boys rather easily.

David- 12 (Turning 13) (My cousin)

Hmmmmmmmm! David the smuck! He looked an awful lot like me! In fact, my Mom
and his Mom (my Aunt), used to tease us and say we were really
brothers. Though we did look a lot alike, and had "similar" dirty
interests, David seemed to have inherited ALL of the athletic genes from
BOTH sides of the family! He excelled in every damn sport he tried!

Skippy- 10 (turning 11 at the end of the school year)

Oh yes, poor Skippy! My best friend for years, maybe because we shared
similar frustrations, but his frustrations were worse I suspect. Though
facially, he looked a lot like his older brothers, he had NOT inherited
anything else! He was not good at sports! He was not an early bloomer! And
try as he might... lifting weights... working out... etc... he remained
SKINNY and SCRAWNY!

Ricky- 10 (turning 11 in January)

Bright red hair! I mean REALLY bright red hair which always seemed to be
the same length... sort of medium! Though his ears weren't pointed, they
were kinda big... which made his narrow face look even more like that of a
nasty elf! He was also an "early bloomer" in the "fun" body areas! Though
he remained relatively small in stature through his teen
years... everything else seemed to develop WAY AHEAD of schedule! And
without a doubt, he was one of the "gutsiest" boys I ever knew. He had to
be "gutsy" to do the stuff he had to in gymnastics.

The TWINS (Both 9 years old, I think!):

Rusty

Bobby

Oh well.... what can I say! They were really very "cute." Wavy THICK light
brown hair (almost blond)... intense green eyes... REALLY lean bodies... no
body hair of yet... with pretty small cocks and balls... BUT... their
little cocks seemed to be hard ALL THE TIME! Even when they were fully
dressed!

*** SPECIAL NOTE- ALL of us were circumcised! This may sound strange to
some, BUT, I had absolutely no clue about the fact that cocks looked any
different until I was in high school, and encountered a guy who wasn't
circumcised.


FINALLY...

It's time to return to where we left off!

As you may recall, Scotty (That's Me!), was naked and secured in the "Chair
of Hell" and was being tortured by Skippy, Mikey and Ricky. The torture
lasted a full hour. It was my penalty for that strip game we played.

While I don't recall all that happened, I do remember it hurt like hell!
Ricky was intent on making me cry, so he really focused on dropping that
hot wax all over my cock and balls.

And when my cock softened, he stopped, long enough to pick off the wax and
stroke me until I got boned again. He really liked doing stuff to a guy's
boner.

Oddly enough, one of the things I do recall is that, it seemed a little
easier to handle all the pain (including the fly swatter slapping my
ass... and the whip on my chest and stomach), and the hot wax, when I was
all boned up. Go figure.

Well, Ricky got his wish. They made me cry, but I didn't beg to stop. It
helped me to focus on my plans for getting revenge on all three of them.

So I made it through.

And with that... ON WITH THE STORY!

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DAVID'S BIRTHDAY PARTY

One of the events that I remember most clearly was my Cousin David's 13th
birthday. It ended up being better than any of us anticipated. In fact,
looking back on it, that weekend was a major turning point for me and the
rest of our little group (The club!).

Predictably, the "initiations" and "games" we did with our secret club had
been becoming increasingly sexual, though few of us seemed to recognize
that at the time. We just did the stuff because it was "fun!"

My cousin David and his friend Todd had obviously been "exploring" things
and would "share" a lot of the sex stuff they had learned during that
birthday weekend. It's funny how older boys do like to show off their
knowledge of "forbidden" things to younger ones. Oh and yea, Butch would
help in a very big way as well.

Anyway, I always liked going to visit David, for several reasons.

First of all, his house was really cool. It was an old house and pretty
big. It had a huge attic that you could walk into by going up stairs, which
was different from ours. Our attic had this creepy trap door thing that you
pulled down, and a ladder that creaked. Plus... you couldn't stand up in
our attic.

David's house also had this little circular staircase that came down into
the back of the kitchen. For us boys, it was like a "secret passageway",
and we treated it that way.

But the neatest thing was the "club house." That's what we called it.

There was this separate little building near the back of the property that
my uncle had converted into like a guest house. It had a bathroom, with a
shower, a big combination living/bedroom, a kitchenette (as they called
it), a really neat fireplace, and a small loft area.

For us boys, the best thing was that it was pretty far removed from the
house and whenever I came to visit, David and I were allowed to sleep out
there. My Aunt and Uncle left us alone, which gave David and me, plenty of
time to play our dirty little games.

It occurred to me years later, that, one of the reasons that Uncle Ed and
Aunt Barb did that was that, they were playing their own "games" back in
the house.

I remember being really excited about that particular weekend.

David was turning 13. I am sure of that now, because I do remember Aunt
Barb joking about the fact that David was becoming an "official" teenager,
and how scary that was.

Had she known about all the dirty things David liked to get into, she might
have really been scared. Hell, David was more sadistic than me. And he was
totally obsessed with playing any type of game that involved getting naked.

Ever since his encounter with Butch in the trailer, he had been bugging the
hell out of me and reminding me that Butch "owed" him a day when he would
have to do anything he said.

David always emphasized the word "anything!"

At last, things had been all worked out. On the one hand it was sort of
amazing that we were able to set things up so easily with all the
parents. But on the other hand, maybe, not so amazing.

David and I were both really good when it came to manipulating adults, so
were the other boys in our little circle.

It was fairly simple.

Take me as an example. I was so terribly "cute" at that age. All the older
women (like my mom and aunts), loved to pinch my "angelic" cheeks. So I
usually could get them to do whatever I needed... which included leaving us
boys alone!

Then there was David and Butch!

The two natural jocks!

They were really good with the dads! All Dads loved Butch and David (my Dad
included). They were these super "all-American" jock boys. Sometimes I
wonder how my Dad would have reacted if Butch, "the All-star quarterback",
had asked... "Is it okay if I fuck your son Scotty? Cause it was a tough
game, and I need some relief now? You know how it goes, sir!"

Hell, who knows. As much as my Dad loved Butch! Then again, had Butch said
that, my Dad might have freaked, cause he was SO homo-phobic!

ANYWAY...

Like I said things had been worked out. David had done his part and I did
mine.

The basic plan for David's birthday weekend went like this...

Butch had a Junior Varsity (JV) football game, early Friday evening. My Dad
and Uncle Ed were going to the game. Uncle Ed didn't know Butch, but my Dad
had obviously filled him in.

Uncle Ed was excited that this Butch kid was coming to David's birthday
sleepover.

DANG! It is so funny just thinking back how we set it all up!

I was invited, cause I was David's cousin. We got Butch invited because he
was my friend, BUT mostly, because he would come and teach David and his
buddies a bunch of stuff about football! Of course none of the parents knew
about the special "deal" David had with Butch, which was that Butch would
do "ANYTHING" David ordered during the weekend.

So Friday night, after the game, my Dad would drive me and Butch to David's
house. Uncle Ed couldn't, because he had to catch a train for some business
trip, right after the game.

Butch would spend the weekend at David's house. Friday night it would be
just me, David and Butch. The official party/sleepover would start Saturday
afternoon at 1:00. That's when four of David's closest friends would
arrive. He originally wanted to have more, but his mom (Aunt Barb), said 7
boys was enough! Especially since Uncle Ed would be away for the weekend.

DANG! I also remember, Aunt Barb wanted to reschedule, since Uncle Ed would
be away. David managed to convince her to let the party happen! He was good
at that stuff! Oh and let's see. He also managed to talk her into/out of
some other things. They included:

- NO Mickey Mouse Birthday Cake! She could get him a cake, and have a
football design on it... but NO "cute-sy" stuff.

- NO Party HATS!!!!!

- The only games would be JUST between the boys! NO ADULTS WATCHING! "Come
on Mom! I'm 13 Now!"

And SO ON!

Well it worked! Well pretty much worked... LOL!

I still remember Saturday morning when we woke up.

Aunt Barb made us breakfast.

She had let us sleep in until 10:00, then rang this dumb-ass big bell on
the back porch. It was a BIG metal bell.

The three of us, (Butch, David, and me), pulled on clothes (a mix of sweat
pants and T-shirts) and headed to the house.

Aunt Barb had made us this big breakfast... which was neat.

Somehow we managed to dig in fast, even though Butch and I wanted to bust
out laughing.

David's face was red with embarrassment. He glared at his Mom as he started
to eat.

The breakfast was pancakes and sausage. The funny thing was, Aunt Barb had
made the pancakes in the shape of Mickey Mouse... and had used the sausage
pieces as eyes, nose and mouth.

Butch kept grinning at me as he wolfed down one "Mickey Mouse" pancake
after another.

It didn't take long for David to get over it. He "chowed" down too. Guess
he really had become a teenage boy. After all, isn't it true that most
teenaged boys only think about three things?... sports... food... sex
and/or masturbation! Not necessarily in that order.

So, anyway... after breakfast we got things ready for the party. We built a
fire lay in the "clubhouse" fireplace, and one in the fire pit outside.

The refrigerator was already stocked with a bunch of sodas and snacks. The
only other thing we needed to do food-wise was to carry the boxes of chips,
pretzels, and crackers and stuff from David's house.

Finally David and I dragged a bunch of mattresses down from the loft, and
stacked them in the corner beside the fireplace while Butch unloaded his
big football equipment bag.

The Coach had let him borrow a bunch of stuff for the weekend.

One of the "drawing" cards for David's party was the fact that Butch, the
high school JV quarterback, was going to teach the boys some things about
football.

We were all really excited about that. Most of David's friends planned to
"go out" for football the following year, or so, when they started junior
high. We didn't have anything like "pee-wee" football back then, just
little league baseball. So everyone was eager to learn about everything
from passing and receiving, to kicking and even how to wear the equipment.

So the football thing was essentially the main activity for the party. That
along with ping pong, foosball, air hockey, pigging out on junk
food... and, of course, just horsing around.

Aunt Barb was cool about the whole thing, and had promised David that she
would not bother us, except when it was time for dinner, which was
pizza. She and Uncle Ed were always good about that. All the times I stayed
over, David and I hardly ever saw them.

David had told them about his "basic" plans for the party, and they said it
sounded like fun.

Little did they know, David had a LOT of things planned that would be even
more fun!

When we were finished with all the main preparations for the party, David
asked Butch and me to carry this big ass trunk down from the loft.

He had us put it beside the pile of mattresses.

At that point we had about an hour to go before David's four friends
arrived.

Butch and I had been wondering if David had somehow forgotten about the
"deal." Any doubts that either of us had, vanished quickly when David
opened the trunk, smiled at Butch and said, "Okay Butch, you remember the
deal, right?"

Butch blushed a little, swallowed and said, "Yea, I do. And don't worry, I
promised, and I always keep my promises."

David seemed really pleased and continued, "Okay, so here's the thing, from
now on, and for the rest of the weekend, you will do whatever I say, or
whatever any of my friends say, no matter what! Got it?"

Butch nodded and said, "Yea, I got it... NO Matter what! Yea I got it."

All of us were starting to get really excited now. Butch was too, as
evidenced by the way the front of his sweatpants was clearly beginning to
tent out.

I smiled when I saw it. In spite of everything I had already done with
Butch, it continued to amaze me, how much Butch really seemed to like doing
this stuff.

I loved making other guys do nasty stuff, especially guys around Butch's
age or a little bit older. I loved humiliating them in various ways, making
them sweat and torturing them. I don't know why I liked it so much, I just
did.

The big thing I had learned about Butch was that he REALLY got turned on by
being abused by other guys, preferably younger ones. Unlike some of the
other guys in our little group, it was something he never grew out
of. Which was fine with me!

David was like me when it came to doing these things. Well, like me up to a
point. He was much more sadistic than I was, and was getting more and more
into the sexual side of things.

Butch began breathing harder when David told him to look in the trunk. My
breathing increased to when I saw the stuff inside.

There were a bunch of coils of rope, candles and matches, a dog collar and
a leash, some whips, paddles, a ruler, a wooden yardstick, a flyswatter,
chains, clothespins, a large carrot, a big cucumber, a bottle of baby oil,
razors, shaving cream, a blindfold, a bunch of small lead weights, some
fish line, string, rubber bands, some used tooth brushes, tweezers, Ben
Gay, and duct tape, and a Polaroid camera.

Butch's eyes widened as he looked through the stuff. My eyes widened too,
especially when I saw a couple of the items in the corner of the
trunk. Back then, things like that were not easy to find, well at least for
young boys.

There was this thing that had a bunch of long black leather strips attached
to it, like the flogging things you see in the old Roman movies. There was
also a pair of handcuffs and ankle shackles that looked pretty dang
real. Which, of course, they were.

It took me several months to find out where David got them. When I did I
was a little miffed. It seems that David knew this high school guy, who
"played" some naughty games with him. When they played, they used the
cuffs, ankle restraints and the flogger, along with some other stuff.

Apparently, the guy was a neighbor and had been David's "baby-sitter" for
several years. I don't remember how it all got started, but what I do
remember is that David told me that most of the time, the older guy was the
one who got tortured.

Sometimes he was a "captured" spy, other times a soldier or a rebellious
slave. Each time though, he ended up being stripped naked and bound in some
way. Some of his "punishments" and "tortures" were made up by David, but a
lot were suggested by the guys himself... and they eventually included a
lot of sexual tortures.

Oh and yea, I almost forgot, one of the "justifications" that the guy used
was that David was helping him get ready to go into the Marines after he
graduated from high school... because if he got captured by the enemy, he
needed to be ready to resist all the bad tortures they would inflict on
him.

Yea right! But, I guess it worked. David seemed pleased by the arrangement
and as far as I know, I was the only one he ever told about it, except
maybe for Todd.

The guy did go into the Marines, and when he left, he gave all the torture
stuff to David.

SO, anyway...

We all stared at the stuff in the trunk for awhile and got totally boned.

David waited for a little bit, then patted Butch on the back, and said,
"Like I said... NO MATTER WHAT! And, that means that anything goes!"

Butch snickered, "Yea! Yea! I know! I'll do it, like I promised, but you
have to promise me that no pictures get around. We all could get into
trouble."

David laughed and said, "Don't worry about that. They will be just for me
and my friends to use."

Butch looked a little uneasy about that, but went along with it.

I don't remember exactly when it was, maybe it was when Butch was home from
college. But I do remember that Butch and I talked about David's 13th
birthday party, and all the stuff that happened, including the picture
taking. He admitted that he was scared about that, but that, in the end, it
was one of the things that excited him the most that weekend was actually
the picture taking. The fear that David might show the pictures around, and
maybe blackmail him with them excited him a lot.

That made me laugh. Especially when I thought about Butch's high school
years. I had taken a bunch of naughty pictures of him a number of times,
and we had "used" them in some "role play" games we played. But that's a
story for later.

We might have stood there longer had we not heard a car pull into the
driveway. David's guests were beginning to arrive.

While David went out to greet them, Butch and I talked.

"Yo Butch, I think this is really neat that you are doing this. If it
helps, by the way, David did tell me that the guys he invited are really
close friends, and won't tell anyone. They know how to keep a secret."

"He also told me that most of them don't know about your slavery deal with
him. They just think you are here to do the football stuff. Guess they are
impressed that you're doing this, you know because you're older and
all. High school guys don't like hanging out with kids our age."

Butch chuckled, "Yea, well, I'm sure they will be impressed with the other
stuff I'll be doing... which judging by the shit in that trunk, won't be
easy. Sheesh! I thought that day in that trailer was bad. Looks like your
cousin has some really nasty things in mind to do with me."

I chuckled, "Yea, he has gotten even more nasty than I remember. I guess he
really is what you call... ummm... a sadist."

Butch laughed again, "Yea, it does seem like it. So is this giving you any
ideas about some other football punishments? I had a good game yesterday,
but made some mistakes, and we do have a deal."

It was my turn to laugh, "Yea, don't worry, I noticed and will save the
punishments for after the weekend."

Now the funny thing about those football punishments was this. They
continued throughout Butch's high school and college years. He insisted I
punish him for any mistake he made.

Over the years, the punishments got harder and harder and extremely
humiliating. But it seemed to be what Butch wanted, and I was more than
happy to "help him out."

I'm not really sure if the punishments helped his game play all that
much. He was pretty damn good to start with and got better. Sometimes I
wish I had kept the little log I made... the one where I wrote down the
mistakes he made in each game.

I don't recall missing any of his high school games, even the away
ones. See, my Dad was this like super booster of the high school football
team, and was sort of a volunteer assistant coach. Which was really neat,
cause I got to go with him to the away games too, and usually got to ride
on the team bus... oh yea... and even better yet, I got to be in the locker
room before and after the game.

GOD! That was great! Oh and I helped pack up the equipment and uniforms. It
was one of the few times I got to spend with my Dad. He never helped on any
of my Scout campouts, and rarely came to any of my choir concerts.

I'm pretty sure, the football booster thing was Dad's way of trying to turn
me into a man... you know, by hanging around all those jocks.

Now it's not like I was some chubby or skinny little nerd and I wasn't
effeminate at all. Like I said before, I was just a really cute kid. Though
my body wasn't as defined as my jock friends, I was pretty lean and well
proportioned... it's just that I wasn't all that gifted when it came to
sports.

I think that was one of the things that Butch liked most about me. He was
around all these super jocks all the time, so when he and I did anything
"sports wise", and I was my usual clumsy self, he laughed really hard. And
though there were times when I got mad at him for teasing me, he always,
and I mean always made sure my feelings weren't really hurt.

And there we were, waiting.

I glanced over at Butch again. As confident as he was, he did look a little
nervous. I mean, who wouldn't be when looking at the stuff in that trunk.

Still, it didn't seem to affect his cock, which was now, clearly, totally
erect.

"Hey Buddy! I think you might want to `rearrange' things down there! It
looks pretty obscene, and we wouldn't want to scare any of the parents who
might see you. Man, don't you have a jock on?"

Butch blushed as he tried to shift his hard cock around, "No, I don't have
one on. I slept in just my sweats and didn't have time to put one on before
breakfast got started."

"Well, maybe you better take the time now, I mean DANG! Look at you!"

Man I loved the way Butch blushed! In spite of everything we had done, he
almost always blushed in situations like this.

I smiled as I watched him run over to his gym bag, pull out a jock strap
and then take off his sweatpants.

It was great to see his hard cock spring up and slap against his pubes.

He giggled as he pulled his jock on, and carefully maneuvered his ample
teen pole into a more discreet position.

"Hey Scotty, you like seeing me like this, don't you?"

I giggled back, "Yea, I guess I do, but I think I like it even more when I
get to make you let others see you like this, and do `stuff'!"

Butch quickly pulled his sweatpants back on, turned to me, spread his arms
wide and chuckled, "Okay, so is that better now you little prick?"

I laughed, "Yea, I guess it is. Would be safer if you had a little prick,
but you don't, so we'll just have to go with it. It's still pretty freaking
obvious that something is going on down there. But, what the hell, maybe
one of the Moms will get a thrill."

That made Butch blush even more.

As luck would have it, none of the Moms got a thrill. They all had just
dropped their sons off and left, and never got a chance to see Butch.

Introductions were made as the boys stashed their sleeping bags and
stuff. There was the usual amount of horsing around, bumping into each
other, and general rough housing as they did so.

Besides Butch and me, there were four other boys. Three of them were around
my age, 11 or 12 at most. The fourth was a little older, 13 I am pretty
sure. He was one of the only ones whose name I remember. It was Todd. That
was his real name by the way.

The reason I remember him was first of all, he was a total smart ass, and
was sort of nasty. The second reason was because I saw him at David's house
a number of other times when I came to visit.

Well, anyway, when things finally settled down, David took over and
explained how the weekend would go.

We would start things off with Butch teaching us a bunch of things about
football. Then we would have a flag football game, with Butch acting as the
ref.

After that Butch would show us the football uniform gear and how it was
worn. Most of the boys were curious about that part too. None of them,
except maybe David and Todd, knew much about it yet, and being boys, were
afraid to admit it.

Heck, at that age, most of us had yet to wear our first jock strap and
would be shy about having to wear something that left our bare asses
exposed.

David was about to continue, when Todd butted in, "Yo! So when is the real
fun stuff gonna start?"

Apparently, Todd knew about the other things that David had
planned. Judging from the reaction of the other boys, they really
didn't. All they had been told was that they would be doing some "secret"
things and would have to swear to keep them totally secret.

The secrecy part was not a problem. Most boys at that age, and more, are
good at keeping secrets. Especially when it came to doing things their
parents would not approve of.

Thanks to Todd's comment, the others seemed anxious and doubly curious now,
so David moved along.

"Okay, okay, now listen guys. We will doing the secret stuff a little
later. Most of it will be after it gets dark. So just be cool for now. I
promise, you'll all love it."

David's demeanor, seemed to help, and we were able to get things going.

The first part of the afternoon was really fun. Butch was a really good
teacher. He gave us a bunch of tips about passing and catching. Taught us a
few plays we could use in flag football, and answered a ton of questions
about what practices were like and so on.

Some of the funnier questions came from the younger guys, who asked if you
had to shower after practice and did you have to shower naked.

Butch was very reassuring about that part... explaining that it was no big
deal.

Now, as far as the real "fun" stuff was concerned, that got started shortly
after we were done with the flag football game.

We were all pretty sweaty by then and sat around the club house drinking
sodas and just bullshitting for a little while.

David started the real fun, in a clever way.

When were done with our sodas, David announced it was time for the next
lesson. Todd rolled his eyes, but kept his mouth shut after David gave him
a big wink.

This next lesson was about the football gear and uniform.

Butch spread all the parts of his practice uniform out on a
table. Everything was there... socks, cleats, pads, pants, jersey, helmet,
mouth piece, jock strap and cup.

Butch took his time explaining everything, including the purpose of the
cup.

"Look guys, this one is important. I'm sure you all know what it feels like
to get hit in the balls."

There were knowing nods.

Butch chuckled, "Well, as you start getting older, I hurts even move, cause
your balls get bigger and hang down more... and get really sensitive."

Yea, boys were boys!

One of them asked sheepishly, "So, um it covers your... um... you
now... cock too? Right?"

What made it sound so funny was the way he said it. It was like the word
cock was a new word for him. Which it probably was.

Butch seemed to sense that and chuckled, "Yea, it covers your dick too. But
it's mainly for protecting your balls... you know the `family jewels.'"

It looked like a couple of the boys wanted to ask some other questions but
were still a little afraid. That was something David picked up on. He
jumped in and said, "Well, listen, why don't we go with the
demonstration. Butch will show us how to put it all on, and then if you
have more questions you can ask."

And that's when David started the "fun."

Butch looked at David and asked, "So I guess you want me to start totally
from scratch, right?"

David smiled and nodded, "Yea, that's right! TOTALLY!"

Butch was expecting this. His cheeks reddened slightly as he quickly pulled
off his sneakers, socks, sweats and jock.

The boys all watched, completely wide-eyed, as the older teen stripped in
front of them. They were all getting really excited now. They had seen
other boys naked before, but this was different.

As soon as Butch was totally naked, David told him to stop, and face the
boys.

Butch did as directed.

I could tell Butch was getting excited too. I had seen it before. His big
cock was starting to harden. It usually happened rather quickly whenever
Butch had to do stuff like this in front of other boys, particularly
younger ones.

Now this was another thing, I don't quite remember exactly when it
happened, but I do remember that there were times when Butch and I had some
"heavy" discussions. It was during them, that Butch admitted how much he
liked doing this stuff... and especially how much he liked it when I made
him do really nasty things.

I think it was about the time when I was getting close to starting high
school. I was feeling a little guilty about things, because they seemed so
one-sided. Butch re-assured me it was totally okay.

It did make me feel good, because I really did like being the guy in charge
and making other guys suffer.

Anyway, there Butch was, standing buck naked in front of these other guys,
who were completely clothed. All of them were checking out Butch's
developing body. They looked at his biceps, chest, and stomach, before
focusing on the best part.

Butch had a nice long cock and a set of balls that hung rather low. They
were accentuated and framed by his thick patch of teenage pubic hair.

Everyone remained quiet for awhile.

Then David said, "Okay Butch, show them what you mean about your balls, and
how they hang."

Butch blushed some more, as he pulled his cock out of the way, pointed at
his balls and said, "Okay, there, see how they hang down? I'm sure most of
yours' don't hang like this yet, but they will. And trust me, the other
thing is, wearing a jock and a cup, also keeps them from bouncing around,
which hurts too."

The boys couldn't take their eyes off of Butch's cock and balls.

David could tell that Butch was starting to get hard, so he said, "Well
Butch, you'd better continue with the demonstration. Get your jock and cup
on, while you still can."

There were some giggles as the boys realized what was happening.

It was a struggle, because Butch was really getting hard. Somehow he
managed to get the jock and cup on, and then continued with the "lesson."

The boys seemed to forget Butch's privates for the moment. They were
temporarily more interested in learning about how to put on the rest of the
equipment.

Still, though, by the time Butch was fully dressed and standing in front of
them in his full uniform, I could tell that most of them had boners. Those
who didn't, boned up quickly when David spoke up.

I must admit, my cousin did have a flair for the dramatic.

"Okay guys, now for the big surprise. In a moment, we're going to go back
outside, and Butch is going to show us all his warm up and stretching
exercises that the team does before practice and games."

"But that's not the big surprise. This is."

He stepped closer to Butch, put his hand on Butch's shoulder pad and said,
"You see, Butch here is our slave boy for the rest of the weekend, and has
to do everything we say! NO MATTER WHAT! Right Butch?"

Butch swallowed hard and said, "Yea, that's right!"

That really got their attention. Even Todd's who had this look on his face
that seemed to say, "It's about time."

There was a moment of silence as David's words sank in. Finally one of the
boys asked sheepishly, "Um... you mean anything at all?"

David laughed, "Yea, that's right. Absolutely anything. I've got some nasty
things planned for our slave boy, but you guys can think of things too. The
only thing is, we can't do anything that will definitely get him in
trouble. You know like run naked through the mall and stuff."

One of the other ones asked, "But... we can make him strip... right?"

David laughed, "Of course! In fact, he'll probably be naked most of the
time, and will do whatever you say. And you can do anything you want to
him. So be thinking about that, while we watch him do those warm-ups."

And with that, we went outside.

Everyone was very quiet as we watched Butch do his stretches and
exercises. The others, like me, were clearly lost in thought... naughty
thoughts.

Dang! It was always fun watching Butch "work out" naked... but it was also
fun, watching him in his full football uniform too.

He went through his entire "warm-up" routine... just like they did out on
the field. I especially liked when he did this "arch up" thing, where he is
on his back, then rises up on his head and feet. Needless to say, I planned
to make him do that when he was naked sometime. Hell, I figured it would be
fun to make him hold that position while I whipped his chest, stomach and
cock and balls.

When Butch finished his warm up routine, David ordered him to run a couple
of laps around the block. It was a BIG block, so it took Butch a little
while to do it.

That gave us enough time to check on Aunt Barb! She was in the dinning room
at the front of the house, playing pinochle or something with some neighbor
ladies, so she was definitely not a problem.

In fact, she was not a problem the entire rest of the weekend. The only
time we heard from her was when she rang this big bell on the back porch,
to announce that the pizza was there. That was it.

Back inside the clubhouse, David surprised me again, with another "twist"
to the weekend. As I listened to him, I sort of held my breath, cause I was
a little unsure how the other boys would react to what David was saying. I
had just met them.

Then again, they were boys after all!

David made a big deal about retrieving this gallon glass jar from the
closet. It had a whole bunch of folded up pieces of paper in it.

Needless to say, everyone was curious about it and watched as he placed the
jar right in the center of the mantle, above the fireplace.

When he was done, he turned to us and said, "Okay, listen up guys! I need
to get this explained before Butch gets back from his run. First of all,
what do you guys think about having him as our slave for the weekend? Is
that cool or what?"

Well, of course we thought it was cool! ... and we told David that!

David listened to everyone's chatter for a bit, then waved his hand and
continued, "Okay, great. Now this is my birthday party, which means I make
the rules. I set this all up and invited you guys because I knew you are
cool and figured you would like this."

"And yea, each of you will be able to do whatever you want with Butch, but
it's gonna cost you something."

That got our attention!

David paused for a moment, smiled and went on, "Anyway, if you want to be
able to do stuff with Butch, you'll have to draw a paper from the jar and
do whatever it says on it! No matter what!"

Now that really got our attention!

Having played "games" with my cousin before, I knew the types of stuff that
was probably written on those papers. Hell, we had used that jar before
when I stayed over and played our strip games. It had a bunch of
"penalties" in it.

Apparently, most of the other boys knew the jar as well. Except for this
one little guy. Dang, if he was 11 or 12, you wouldn't know it. Shit, he
looked like one of the Vienna Choir Boys and had that glowing blond hair,
rosy cheeks and blue eyes to match!

He looked at the jar, then at David, and asked suspiciously, "So
like... umm... what kind of stuff is in the jar? Like what would we have to
do?"

David was about to answer, but Todd cut him off.

He rustled the kid's hair and laughed, "Oh come on! I'm sure you know! It's
naughty, dirty stuff! Like stuff mom and dad would say is bad. So are you
gonna play along? Or are you chicken and gonna be a little sissy about it,
and wimp out on us? Hell I'll do it and I'm sure the rest of the guys will
too, cause we're not scared little sissies!"

The kid's reaction was predictable!

He swallowed hard, pushed Todd's hand away from his head and snapped, "I
ain't no sissy! Screw you, you big turd! I'll do it!"

Well, he did seem nervous about it, but also seemed to be a gutsy little
guy.

David smiled like the proverbial Cheshire cat. He looked at us and
chuckled, "Okay, it's settled then. You guys will draw from the jar
later. And remember, you will do WHATEVER it says!"

Actually, I think all of us were a little scared about it, even Todd. I
know I was when I looked at the jar. There were a lot more pieces of papers
in there than the last time David and I had played a game. And knowing
David, I was certain he had added some nasty things.

But the fact remained, we were young boys. And most young boys, hell even
most older boys love mysteries and challenges and would rather die than be
labeled as a sissy or a chicken!

Dang, David really knew how to do this stuff!

Now, I'm totally sure David was pleased with what happened next. If he
wasn't it didn't show.

He was about to run outside and see how far Butch was with his run, when
one of the boys asked, "So what about you David? Are you gonna have to draw
a paper too?"

David didn't know what to say. He seemed at a loss for words.

Another of the younger boys chimed in, "No, he's the birthday boy, so I
guess he shouldn't have to."

For a second, that seemed to satisfy everyone. But just for a moment. After
all, Todd, David's smart ass "best friend" was there, and seemed intent on
deviling David.

Man, one of the other reasons I remember Todd was his looks! He reminded me
of one of those "gang punks" from the movies in the 50's. Yea, crap, he
could have been in one.

Guess you could say he tried to launch a "retro" movement!

Even though it was pretty much, out of style, Todd dressed like a punk. He
even greased his hair, well sort of. And, yea, he always had a pack of
cigarettes tucked up under his T-shirt sleeve... at least when adults
weren't around.

I didn't know if Todd played any sports. What I did know was that he was
definitely in great shape! He was only 13, but was already showing signs of
nice biceps, coming along. Oh, and yea, always seemed to like looking at
him self in mirrors.

Well, Todd wrapped his arm around David's neck and gave him... umm... what
we called a "noggie". He rubbed his knuckles across the top of David's head
and chuckled, "Oh come on buddy! Be a sport. The rest of us are gonna do
it, so why not you? Hell you are the birthday boy! Maybe you should have to
pick more than one!"

David was flailing about, but couldn't break Todd's head lock. Everyone
seemed amused by what was happening, which took the edge off of our
concerns about having to draw from the jar.

For a moment, I thought Todd was just kidding with David, but he wasn't. He
rubbed David's hair harder and chided, "Come on David! Just because you're
the birthday boy doesn't mean you shouldn't get out of doing stuff. Hell,
you should have to do more! Remember the shit you made me do on my 13th
birthday?"

Now THAT, seemed to get David's attention! I know it caught my attention.

David settled down quickly and gasped, "Okay, okay! You win! I'll draw from
the jar too!"

Todd chuckled, "Yea okay... but cause it's your birthday, you gotta do
more... cause you are the birthday boy!"

He rubbed David's hair even harder. David seemed a little pissed, but gave
in.

"Okay, okay! Shit man! Okay! I'll do whatever! Okay? You happy now?"

Todd grinned and asked, "So you promise?"

David rolled his eyes and snarled, "YEA! SHIT! I'll do whatever!"

It was Todd's turn to smile like that Cheshire cat. David had made a
promise in front of the other boys, and was bound by it! As I had learned
from an early age, "image" is something that is important to boys! David
now had an "open ended" agreement with Todd and would have to go through
with it.

As soon as Todd released him, David looked at Todd and asked smartly, "So
okay... now what do I have to do shithead?"

Todd thought for a moment. A devilish look crossed his face and he said,
"Well, I have an idea. Let's just say we'll do it later. Meanwhile, do you
have another empty jar?"

David nodded.

Todd grinned again and said, "Okay, great! Go ahead and put it on the
mantle beside the other one!"

Todd seemed really pleased with himself as he watched David retrieve
another empty gallon jar and place it on the mantle.

As much as I thought Todd was a total ass, I had to hand it to him... he
was just as sadistic and twisted as David was, maybe more. I guess that's
why they were best friends.

I made a mental note to press David about what happened at Todd's birthday
party. I figured it must have been pretty freaking nasty, since David gave
in so quickly after Todd mentioned it.

All of us were curious about what Todd had in mind, but we could tell Todd
wasn't gonna tell us, even if we asked. But the impression was
clear... whatever it was would be fun... if not for David... at least for
the rest of us.

If David was concerned, he didn't show it much. I think he was too wrapped
up in the rest of the stuff he had planned.

All of us grabbed more sodas and dug into some chips and dip while we
waited for Butch to return.

When he finally came back, it was clear he had pushed himself pretty hard
on his run. That was obvious when he removed his helmet.

I loved seeing Butch all sweaty like this, with his dark hair plastered
down, and his face glistening. Oh, and of course, his chest heaving.

David seemed to like it too. He let Butch take some time to catch his
breath before he offered him a cold soda. Butch grabbed it and gulped it
down... followed by to more in quick succession.

Everyone chuckled when he burped really loud... not once... but several
times.

When he was done, David took the soda bottles from him, set them aside and
said, "Okay `slave boy'... so are you ready to continue?"

That got everyone excited all over again!

Butch nodded. Then thought for a moment, and then to everyone's delight
shouted, "Sir, Yes Sir!"

Yea, Butch was really getting into it... as were we all!

David smiled, looked around the room and announced, "Okay guys, we all saw
how Butch put his uniform on, now we're gonna help him take it off."

He pointed at one of the boys and said, "Okay Billy, you go first! Take off
his cleats!"

Well, I think that was his name. It was that "choir boy" kid. He looked a
little nervous as he knelt in front of Butch, and carefully removed his
cleats (aka. shoes).

Man, I remember this moment so clearly. Almost like it was yesterday. I
didn't know the word "erotic" back then. But looking back, this was one
DAMN erotic moment!

Butch started to breath even harder as "Billy" removed his shoes.

The odor of Butch's sweat began to permeate the room, along with that musk
like smell which had become more and more familiar to me.

Butch's breathing continued to speed up as each boy took a turn at removing
one piece of equipment and/or clothing after another.

By the time he was stripped down to just his cup and jock strap, he was
really breathing hard and it was clear that he was completely boned up!
Hell... the tip of his cock head was poking out of the top of his jock
strap. Yea, honest to God! Butch did have a big cock!

We had taken our time to slowly remove each piece, and I think that really
helped get him worked up.

As luck would have it, it was Billy's turn again.

His hands were shaking as he reached to remove Butch's last covering.

He was about to take hold of the waistband of Butch's jock strap, when
Todd, once again spoke out.

"Hold on there little guy. I think, maybe we should have him do something
else before we get to the good stuff."

David glared at Todd and said, "What do you mean?"

Todd glared back and snapped, "Look, you said we could have the super jock
here do whatever we wanted... no matter what! I am gonna pull a slip from
the jar tonight, which means I get to do whatever I want with
him... right?"

David smiled and nodded, "Yea, that's right. So, okay, go ahead."

I guess this was not going exactly as David had planned, but, then again
what does. It's another thing I came to realize about us... especially at
that age... most of us do like some spontaneity.

Todd brushed little Billy aside, looked Butch straight in the eye and said,
"Okay jock boy. Go ahead and do another lap! All the way around the block!"

Butch's eyes widened and he gasped, "Oh shit man! It's like broad daylight!
Damn! Someone might see me!"

Todd smiled some more and said, "Come on, no wimping out! Anything goes
remember! And shit, it's not like I told you to run naked through the
mall. Maybe someone will see you... I don't care! That's not my problem. So
let's say this, you have to go all the way around the block, however you
can. Run when you can... hide if you need to... take as long as you
want... but just do it. Oh and yea... you will do it with just what you
have on now... your jock and cup! No shoes!"

I think David was a little concerned about it, but seemed to get over it in
a hurry. I have to admit, the thought of Butch working his way around the
block, in broad daylight, wearing just his jock and cup, was really
exciting.

For a moment, it seemed like Butch was gonna try and protest. But it was
just a moment. He seemed to accept the fact that Todd wouldn't budge and
that David would, in the end, support it.

And so he nodded, headed towards the door and said, "Okay, I'll be back as
soon as I can!"

I wish I could have seen Butch out there. It did seem that he was
scared. It was about a week later when he told me all about it.

Yea, he was scared out of his mind, but also excited. He thought for sure
he would be caught at some point and had tried to come up with some
excuses, depending on who caught him.

We laughed about that. All of his excuses were similar... well except for
the one where he was gonna say he had been kidnapped by some dirty old man,
and had managed to escape. He had discarded that one because he figured if
he used it, the police would probably be called in.

Butch may have been a jock, but he was definitely not a dumb jock! A
constantly horny one for sure, but NOT dumb!

So he had settled on saying something like it was a prank, or an initiation
thing, or a dare. Back then, which was NOT that long ago, it probably would
have worked, had he been caught. There were no anti-hazing laws back
then. And I don't know, it just seemed like so many people accepted the
fact that "boys will be boys" and did all sorts of "rites of passage."

While Butch was gone this time, Todd took the opportunity to explain what
the deal was with the empty jar.

Man! I have to admit, he wasn't dumb either. Yea, he was a smartass punk,
but was definitely not dumb. He was also a fast thinker.

As soon as Butch was gone, Todd stepped up to the fireplace, pointed at the
two jars and said, "Okay guys, here's the deal with this jar thing. I think
it's pretty freaking cool."

"To play David's dirty little birthday game, we all will draw from his jar
of... ummm... you know... penalties."

He winked at Billy when he said that and smiled, "Oh and yea, Billy, I bet
most of them will make us do stuff while we are naked... right David?"

David blushed, then nodded and stammered, "Umm... yea... all of them... um
actually."

Todd smiled at Billy again and chuckled, "So yea Billy that means whatever
you do, you are gonna have to strip... and be buck ass naked when you do
whatever is on the paper! You got it?"

Little Billy gulped, smiled nervously, looked at all the others and then
said, "Yea! I said I ain't no sissy! I'll do it if you will!"

I smiled at his last words.

The little guy really was scared, but also defiant. I think that last thing
he said was meant to bolster his own courage.

Everyone seemed pleased with his response... including Todd. I was pleased
too, and although I liked looking at guys like Butch, or a little older, I
was looking forward to seeing little Billy naked, and maybe getting a
chance to see him suffer in some way.

Todd smiled some more and then continued.

"Okay, now here's my idea. This other jar will be the birthday boy's
jar. When it's your turn to draw a piece of paper, you'll have a
choice. You can either do what's written on it, or drop it in the birthday
boy's jar. Then you'll draw again. The second time though you won't have a
choice. You have to do whatever it is."

"And, of course, whenever we're all done. David here, will have to do
everything that's in his jar."

Well, it obviously wasn't what David had planned, but seemed like a great
idea. I liked it a lot, because it meant David would have to do a bunch of
stuff as well. I knew what a lot of the penalties in the jar were from the
times David and I had played, but he had added a bunch more, and I was sure
some of them were probably a lot worse.

Although he wasn't that happy about it, David agreed, after a little more
"coaxing" from Todd.

Butch wasn't gone as long as we expected. Apparently he had been able to
run most of the way because no one was around.

David let him catch his breath, then told him to put his hands behind his
head.

Man he looked great standing there like that.

David looked at Billy and said, "Okay Billy, now you can continue. Go ahead
and take off his jock strap."

Billy knelt in front of Butch, took hold of the waistband of his jock and
slowly pulled it down. You could tell the kid was really
excited. Apparently he had never done something like this before with an
older boy.

His eyes were glued on Butch's crotch as his hard cock slapped up against
his pubes.

Billy was breathing almost as hard as Butch was.

When he got the jock all the way down, Butch obediently stepped out of it
and waited.

It was pretty obvious that he was totally turned on by what was
happening. Standing there naked, in front of the rest of us who were fully
clothed and sporting a major boner was as humiliating as it was exciting.

David allowed us all to have a long look at Butch, then said, "Okay guys,
we're gonna play a little game with Butch in just a moment. While I get the
stuff we need, you guys can go ahead and feel him up, if you want."

Well, of course we wanted to!

While David rummaged through the trunk, we closed in on Butch and began
running our hands all over his tight, muscular body.

He was just about to turn 15. Although he would develop a lot more over the
next few years, his body was already showing signs of great muscle tone.

His biceps were clearly defined, as were the muscles on his chest, and, he
had nice six pack abs, that really showed. When I had made him do
punishments before, I almost always included a shit load of sit-ups,
usually until he couldn't do anymore.

I loved holding his ankles while he did them. I loved seeing the pained
look on his face as he reached his limit. And I loved reaching between his
legs and fondling his balls while he did the sit-ups.

Speaking of fondling, it didn't take long for the three younger boys to get
to the "goodies." At first they all looked a little scared, but soon got
over it.

Like me, they were fascinated by Butch's cock and balls. They fiddled
around with both... ran their fingers through his pubes, and took turns
stroking him.

Despite the fact that Butch had been through a lot of stuff like this
before, he was still blushing. It was another thing I liked about
Butch. Yea, looking back, he clearly was an exhibitionist. He was proud of
his body and loved showing it off. Still, he never seemed to lose that
"boyish" shyness. Which made these things even more fun.

I smiled as I watched the three young guys tug on Butch's low hanging
balls. They experimented with squeezes and seemed to get a real kick out of
making Butch gasp and moan.

They got more gasps when they slapped his hard cock and around and forced
it down as far as they could to cause him pain. Billy was the one who
seemed to like that the most.

He pushed Butch's cock down and held it there, as Butch huffed and puffed.

David let us "play" with Butch's body for awhile. I didn't do all that
much. I figured I would have plenty of time to do stuff with Butch back
home. I was enjoying watching the others do their thing, and was thinking
more about what would happen later with the jar thing. I was so hoping that
Todd would draw something really dirty and tough.

If there was something else that I liked more than just plain old
humiliation and torture, it was doing it to a smart ass like Todd. None of
the guys in our little "play" group back home fit the "smart ass" category,
well except maybe Sean did a little. He was pretty damn cocky and arrogant,
but he wasn't nasty like Todd seemed to be.

So yea, I hoped Todd would have to do something really bad.

Finally David announced it was time to move on.

Everyone grinned and giggled as David proceeded with the next "game."

He told us that Butch would be our puppy dog for awhile.

He put a leather collar around Butch's neck and then had him get down on
his hands and knees. A wicked smile crossed his face as he greased the
handle of a little feather duster with some baby oil and handed it to Todd,
who had an even bigger wicked smile.

"Okay guys, I put the collar on our doggie. Now he needs a tail. So Todd
you go ahead and give him one."

The younger boys' eyes widened as they watched Todd proceed to work the
handle of the feather duster into Butch's tight muscular ass.

Butch moaned and his face turned even redder as Todd slowly worked the
handle into him.

Billy gasped, "Wow, holy crap! He's sticking it into his hole. Wow!"

By the time it was all the way in, Butch was panting like a dog, and
gasping for air. It wasn't the first time he had something in his ass, and
would definitely not be the last time.

Butch gasped some more as Todd wiggled the "tail" around some more and
chuckled, "Looks like our doggie here actually likes that feeling. It's
true isn't it? Doggie likes having a tail and likes the feeling, doesn't
he?"

Butch didn't answer. He didn't have to. It was pretty obvious he did and I
made another mental note to do more stuff with Butch's ass at a future
time.

We had fun with our "puppy" for awhile. David put the lease on Butch's
collar and let each of us take turns walking Butch around the room. We also
made him do tricks like roll over, sit up, and play dead.

We were all pretty excited about the whole thing. Butch was obviously
excited too. His cock was really hard, like it always was when he had to do
stuff like this.

The younger boys were totally mesmerized by Butch's cock and balls. Each
one of them had Butch roll over on his back and then petted his cock until
he started to shake.

Butch was clearly close to shooting, each time, but David jumped in and
stopped it before he did. Todd was anxious to see Butch shoot, but David
wanted to wait. He had learned that it was torture for a guy Butch's age to
be brought so close, over and over again, and then not be able to finish.

All together, I think we did the puppy thing for about an hour. Then we
took a short break for pizza.

As promised, Butch was forced to stay naked the whole time.

When we were done, David went back to the house and made sure that his mom
would continue to leave us alone, as long as we didn't make too much noise,
and would clean up afterwards.

It was just as well, because had she come out to the club house, she would
have been shocked.

By the time David returned, all of us were anxious to get things moving
again. Todd suggested that we go ahead and draw the papers from the
jar. David agreed, but looked a little nervous.

I was pretty sure that everyone would do exactly what I planned to do, that
is, drop whatever we drew first into David's jar so that David would have
to do a lot.

We decided that after the drawing, we would wait to do our "penalties"
until late that night.

Todd insisted that we not announce our individual penalties until it was
time to do them. The same thing would hold true for the ones that were
dropped into David's jar.

Each one of us smiled as we pulled a slip of paper from the jar and dropped
it into David's jar.

Some of the smiles evaporated when the second slip was drawn... the one
that they would have to do. There were at least a couple of guys who
probably wished they had decided to do the first thing they drew. But what
was done, was done.

Mine wasn't too bad. In fact it was one of the "tamer" ones there. But more
on that later.

Since David was the "birthday boy" he got to go first with Butch. He
reminded everyone that they could use anything they wanted from the trunk
or from around the club house.

As excited as Butch got with this stuff, he did look a little scared as
David led him to the center of the room, and directed the boys to tie him
standing up with his arms over his head, and legs spread wide.

Todd took charge of the tying and made sure they did a good job.

Butch really looked great, naked and all stretched out like that with his
muscles flexing and his awesome teenage cock sticking straight up. David
wanted to take some pictures and had the younger boys rub some baby oil all
over Butch's tight body, so the pictures would look better.

By the time they were done, Butch was breathing really hard and his cock
was twitching.

His face reddened as David snapped off a few Polaroid pictures.

When he was done David announced, "Okay guys, now it's time for some good
old fashioned torture. Like in the movies. Each of you will get a turn to
whip Butch wherever you want and as hard as you want."

"You can use anything from the trunk you want. Oh and you'll roll a pair of
dice to see how many lashes he'll get."

We were all excited about that. David told Butch that he would be gagged if
he screamed too much.

David set the dice on the table and asked, "Okay, who'll roll first? I'll
go last, since it's my birthday."

I suggested that maybe we should go youngest to oldest, and everyone
agreed. That meant that it would be Billy who started.

Gosh, I remember the look on Billy's face as he reached for the dice. He
seemed as nervous as he was excited.

He was about to roll, when good old Todd, jumped in. "Hey I got an idea to
make this more interesting and challenging." That was Todd, always looking
for ways to "expand" the moment.

We were all anxious to get started, but also intrigued, so we listened.

"How about we turn this into a sort of game. Like the object will be to
make sure Butch here screams when it's our turn. And if he doesn't scream
during your turn, then you'll get whipped on your butt, with the same
number of lashes."

There was a little bit of an argument, but in the end we all agreed. Even
to Todd's insistence that the whipping would be bare assed. I guess
everyone was like me, and was sure they could make Butch scream.

By the time Billy finally rolled the dice, Butch was really sweating.

Billy grinned when he rolled an 8.

He rummaged through the trunk and pulled out a birch branch whip.

We all smiled as we watched him circle Butch like an animal sizing up it's
prey. He looked Butch all over, then asked, "And I can whip him anywhere,
right?"

David nodded and said, "Yep anywhere you want. Just remember, like we
agreed, if you don't make him scream, you'll get 8 lashes on your bare
butt."

Billy swallowed hard, then raised the whip above Butch's heaving muscular
chest.

David handed me a thick strip of cloth and whispered, "You be ready with
this. If he does scream, then gag him for the rest of the lashes. Pull the
gag out when it's the next guy's turn."

I was surprised when Billy delivered his first lash. It was pretty dang
hard and caught Butch across both nipples.

"SWITTTTTTTTTT!"

Butch gasped, yanked at his bonds, but did not scream.

Billy tried again. This time across Butch's ass cheeks. It was a hard
lash. Once again, Butch pulled at his bonds, gasped, but did not scream.

And so it went for the remaining lashes. Butch took them all over his body,
including one across his hard cock. Though he appeared to come close to
screaming, he gritted his teeth and hung in there.

Billy looked frustrated and scared when he finally laid the birch branch
whip down. He looked like the proverbial deer caught in the headlights.

Everyone, including me, had devilish looks on our faces.

Not surprisingly, it was Todd, who jumped right in and took over.

"Okay Billy! You lost cause you didn't make him scream, so now you have to
pay up. Pull down your pants and undies and bend over that chair for your 8
lashes."

I'm not sure what excited them most about this... seeing the scared look on
Billy's face as he pulled down his pants and bent over the chair... seeing
his little white bare ass, little cock and balls, hairless pubic area... or
just watching him get lashed. I guess it was a combination of them all.

We took turns whipping Billy's butt with the birch branch. Most of us held
back a little, except for Todd, who really whipped him hard.

By the time we were done with the 8 lashes, Billy had some nice red marks
across his creamy white little cheeks. He wiped some tears from his eyes
and quickly pulled up his undies and pants.

I must admit I was impressed with the little 11 year old dude. He had
"squealed" a little, but had taken his penalty well. In fact he took it
better than his two buddies who were the same age.

Try as I might, I can't remember their names. They did look a lot like
Billy, with the exception of hair color. They had the same little creamy
white butts, small cock and balls, and were hairless from the neck
down... well except for one, who did have a few pubic hairs coming in.

Also like Billy, the other two were unable to make Butch scream. Neither
one of them got very high rolls with the dice. As best I can recall, one
rolled a 6 and the other a 5.

One used a paddle on Butch's ass, and the other used the birch branch,
mostly on Butch's cock, which continued to stay hard and erect.

Butch gasped and thrashed about, but did not scream.

Todd seemed a little frustrated about that and made sure both of them got
hard whacks on their bare asses for failing to make Butch holler.

Then it was my turn. Man my cock was so hard as I looked at Butch's
gleaming, naked body and rolled the dice. It got even harder when I saw
that I had rolled an 11.

The others all "egged" me on with suggestions as I looked through the
trunk. As much as I liked Butch, I also liked doing nasty things to him and
was determined to make him scream.

It's not like I was all that scared about losing and having my ass get
punished. I just wanted to be the first to "win" by making him scream. And
also, yea, I did like doing nasty things to Butch.

One of the craziest things about our friendship during those years was, the
only time Butch would get mad at me, was when he thought I wasn't being
nasty enough.

I could see Butch watching me out of the corner of my eye as I made my
selection.

Some of the boys seemed disappointed when they saw what I had chosen. It
was a simple wooden ruler.

Butch's eyes widened though as he watched me approach with the ruler in
hand.

I stood beside him, ran the ruler all over his body and said, "This will be
interesting to see how long it takes to make our captive quarterback
scream. Eleven smacks, means I can move all around your body Butch. Then
again, maybe I should focus on a couple of special spots."

With that, I tapped his hard cock and low hanging balls lightly.

Butch started breathing faster and harder almost immediately.

That had gotten, not only his attention, but the rest of the boys' as well.

I decided to wait to get to his cock and balls.

I gave his ass a really hard smack with the ruler. Butch gasped, thrashed
around a bit, then settled down.

The next blow landed across both ass cheeks.

"SWMMMAAAAACK!"

"AGHHHH!"

Butch gasped again, thrashed some more and once again settled down.

I slid the ruler up and down Butch's painfully hard cock. His breathing got
faster and more sweat ran down his sides.

I could tell that the others were really getting anxious for me to start in
on Butch's cock and balls. I was too, but I wanted to tease him a little
while longer.

And so I just kept sliding the ruler up and down his wonderful teen jock
shaft and, occasionally up and under his balls.

"Oh yea Butch, you will be screaming soon enough. Who wouldn't scream!"

What the others didn't know about Butch was the fact that it wasn't all
that difficult to get Butch aroused and keep him aroused... even when his
cock was tortured.

Get him naked, make him do humiliating things in front of others, tie him
up, whip him, and so on, he was totally boned.

His balls were another story however. Fondle them, tickle them, squeeze
them and he stayed hard. But, torture his balls too hard, and he would
begin to soften.

I had no doubt that I could make him scream by focusing on those large low
hangers of his. The trick would be to make sure he was TOTALLY boned when I
shifted there.

I smiled as I noticed a nice amount of pre-cum oozing from his piss slit.

Finally I attacked Butch's teenage manhood.

My third of eleven total smacks hit the underside of his erect cock hard.

"SWMMMAAACKKKK!!!"

"OH... AGGGGGHHHHH... SHIT!!!"

Butch gasped louder than before, yanked at his bonds and thrashed around.

I gave him less than a minute to start calming down, then grabbed the tip
of his cock with my finger tips, pulled it down and delivered an equally
hard blow to the topside.

"SWMMMAAACKKKK!!!"

"OH... AGGGGGHHHHH... SHIT... EEEEH GD!!!"

He thrashed more violently, started panting and breathing through his teeth
to try and get control of the pain.

To mix things up just a little, I gave his ass another hard smack with the
ruler before returning to his teenage manhood.

I gave his cock two more hard swats and smiled as he thrashed about.

I started to have doubts that I could make him scream. Butch was really
strong and had a high tolerance for pain. His cock was just where I wanted
it... painfully hard and throbbing, so I decided to go for the scream.

Butch's breathing grew faster as I pressed his cock against his pubes and
rubbed his balls with the ruler.

I raised the ruler up, and delivered a nasty blow to Butch's balls.

"SWWWAAAAATTTTTTT!"

"EEEEEEEEEEEEGGGGGODDDDDD! SHIT! AGGHHHHHH!" Butch gasped and panted as he
thrashed about. Tears were running down his face, and more sweat ran down
his sides.

My next swat caught him squarely across both balls.

"SWWWAAAAATTTTTTT!"

And that did it!

Butch screamed.

"AGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH... GDDDDDD!"

David acted quickly to gag Butch.

We all watched as Butch continued thrashing about. Dang we were all so
worked up. There was something incredibly exciting about making this naked
older boy suffer.

Even so, I could tell that Butch's cock was beginning to soften, and
decided to stay away from his balls for the rest of my swats. I waited for
him to settle down, then rubbed his cock with the ruler. It took almost no
time at all for him to be fully boned once again.

Needless to say, the boys egged me on more, encouraging me to smack his
balls some more. They called me a "wuss" and a "wimp" for ignoring them and
dividing my remaining swats between Butch's cock, ass and stomach.

I didn't really care. I liked torturing him more when his cock was hard,
and hell it was still my turn.

Sadly, my turn was over all too soon. Todd was next and I could tell by the
look on Butch's face that he was nervous as Todd rolled the dice.

Luckily for Butch, Todd had a fairly shitty roll. It was a total of 5.

If we were betting, I would have bet that Todd would focus on Butch's
balls. Had I done so, I would have lost the bet.

Todd wasted no time selecting the leather flogger. He yanked the gag out of
Butch's mouth and snarled, "Okay, let's see just how tough you are!"

Man I so wanted Todd to fail to make Butch scream, cause I wanted to have a
shot at Todd's bare ass. Unfortunately it was not to be.

Todd must have been enamored by those old movies where guys got flogged,
because he lashed Butch's back so hard he actually drew a little blood.

Butch gritted his teeth and managed to last through the first three lashes,
before he finally screamed. Todd seemed pleased with himself and delivered
his final lash across Butch's muscular ass cheeks.

Looking back, there was no question that Todd was a very sadistic
guy... even more than David or me.

And speaking of David, as sadistic as he could be, it was obvious that he
thought that maybe Todd had gone a little too far.

Butch's eyes were filled with tears and it took awhile for him to get hold
of himself. David waited patiently. When it seemed like Butch was calmed
down once more, David stepped closer to Butch and asked softly, "Hey guy,
are you okay? We can stop if you say so!"

Now that surprised the heck out of me. My cousin David showed some
compassion. That was SO unlike him.

Of course Todd started bitching right away, but David shut him up fast,
"Hey, it's my damn birthday. So I'll do whatever I want! So shut the hell
up!"

There was a long pause before Butch looked at David, took a deep breath and
said, "Okay, I promised. I'm your slave boy for your birthday and will do
whatever you say... just maybe try not to leave any... you know really
lasting marks on me that would be hard to explain... oh and, don't rupture
me... okay?"

Once again, looking back, that pause was all the time Butch needed to
regain control of himself.

And then it was David's turn.

He took his time looking through all the stuff in the trunk and finally
chose the flyswatter. David had a decent roll. It was a nine.

I watched David as he circled Butch. I could tell by the way he looked at
Butch's back, that he had decided to leave it alone. Todd's lashes with the
flogger had really done a job there, and although David could be cruel, he
was also reasonable.

That didn't mean Butch didn't suffer though.

Obviously, David had discovered some of the same things that I had. Besides
places like the cock and balls, a guy's inner thighs could also be very
sensitive. I knew from past experiences that Butch's were really sensitive.

David gave each of Butch's creamy white inner thighs an exploratory swat,
and was rewarded with two loud gasps.

"SWWWWATTTTTT!"

"AGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHH!"

"SWWWWATTTTTT!"

"AGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHH!"

David grinned as he continued his assault. He focused on the spots just
below Butch's balls. He pulled Butch's balls up out of the way to make sure
he had a clear shot. Each one was harder than the one before.

"SWWWWAAAAAAAAAAATTTTTT!"

As were Butch's gasps.

"AGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHH!"

Although Butch was clearly in distress, judging from the way he was
gyrating and gasping, he didn't appear to be close to screaming. I don't
know if David lost track of where he was, count wise, or that he just
wasn't that concerned about making Butch scream.

He did seem to be enjoying making Butch suffer and seemed surprised when
Todd suddenly chimed in, "Okay buddy! That's it, that was nine and no
scream... you lost. So drop them and bend over!"

David shrugged, then pulled down his shorts and briefs and bent over a
chair.

Butch was two years older than David and had a really great body, but David
had a good one too. At 13, he was well on his way to becoming a super
jock. It was one of the reasons I liked playing strip games with him, cause
I would get to see him naked, and then make him do penalties when he lost.

And there he was, bent over the chair with his bare ass exposed.

We took turns swatting David's round white cheeks with the fly
swatter. Todd really liked this part and swatted David so hard it left a
red waffle like impression on both cheeks.

David was pretty tough too, but did have tears in his eyes by the time we
were done.

At that point, I remember looking around the room and checking everyone
out. All of us had tented pants, and Butch was still totally boned up.

David decided to take a picture of each guy fondling Butch, as sort of a
party favor. Everyone liked that part. I especially liked looking at
Butch's face, and the blush in his cheeks as each guy took his turn playing
with him.

He seemed to blush the most when the three younger guys fondled him,
especially little Billy, who's hands and body shook as he felt Butch's
private parts.

Once again, looking back, I think one of the things that made David's
birthday party even more fun, was having those three younger boys
there. Doing stuff to Butch was fun for sure, but watching their reactions
was also fun. Especially when they tried to act like they knew things that
they didn't.

Although I was their age, I really did know a lot more than they did and
had decided to ensure that they learned as much as they could about "fun"
stuff. And for whatever reason, I decided to ensure that Billy was really
"well educated." I was sure that David's jar of penalties would help with
that.

After David's little Polaroid photo session was over the general consensus
was that it was time for some drinks and snacks. Butch was released and
allowed to partake, however he had to stay naked, and also had to make sure
he stayed totally boned.

That last part was not tough for Butch.

So we drank sodas, ate some chip and dip and generally clowned around for
awhile. We played some ping pong and foosball and just bullshitted.

Eventually we began losing interest in those things and so David announced
it was time to get back to the "real" fun stuff. He told everyone to finish
their sodas and then he and I went to check on his mother.

If anyone had their mother "wrapped around his finger" it was David. He
actually was quite a little charmer. As best I can recall, the exchange
between him and his mother (my Aunt) went something like this...

"Are you and the boys having fun dear?" Aunt Barb asked.

"Yes Mom we are. Scott and I just came out to make sure you and the ladies
were okay," David grinned.

"Yes we are. Do you boys need anything?"

"No mom, we're fine. I guess the only thing is I wanted to make
sure... um... that... well... you know... that we can... um...!"

Dang he was so good! Just the right amount of blushing and stammering. He
obviously knew his mother.

"Don't worry dear, I won't bother you. I know no girls are allowed at your
party and you are having an all guys night. That's fine dear. Just don't
make too much noise, and try not to stay up too late."

David gave her a hug and a quick peck on the cheek before we rushed off.

"Thanks mom, you're the greatest!"

As we walked out of the room, I could hear my aunt chuckling to the other
ladies, "Isn't he sweet? I promised him he could have an all guy party with
no women allowed. It seemed important to him."

Then one of the other ladies said, "Oh I know it, my Kevin was like that at
that age... and as they say, boys will be boys!"

Little did they know!

By the time we returned, the boys had gotten started with Butch again,
albeit in a tame way.

Butch was once again standing in the middle of the room, with his arms
behind his head and legs spread. One of the other younger guys was feeling
Butch's cock and balls.

David laughed and said, "Well, it looks like you guys are anxious to get
started again. I'm thinking we should do some more stuff with our slave boy
here, before we get to the jar thing. That's probably a good idea, since I
know there are some penalties in the jar that are done outside, and it will
be better if it's dark."

A couple of the boys grinned nervously, which was probably a sign that they
had drawn things for outside.

David thought for a moment and continued, "Okay, first of all, let's hook
our slave boy up like a real slave. Then we'll get him to do something nice
for each of us."

Everyone watched in anticipation as David removed the handcuffs and ankle
shackles from the trunk.

He cuffed Butch's hands behind his back, then put the shackles around his
ankles. There was just enough chain connecting Butch's ankles, that he
could shuffle around.

------------THE BLOW JOB LESSON!----------


As soon as he was done, David directed us all to form a circle around
Butch. When we were in position, he asked, "Okay, now you guys all know
what a blow job is right?"

It was pretty obvious that the younger guys really didn't know, but they
sensed they should know, so they acted like they did. David seemed
satisfied to let it go at that, but Todd, the smart ass wasn't.

"Oh come on, it's obvious these little squirts don't even know what a blow
job is," Todd chided.

Now, little Billy may have been a little on the shy side, but he was
feisty. He glared defiantly back at Todd and snapped, "Oh yea, well maybe
it's you who doesn't know you big poop head. So why don't you explain it to
us and we'll tell you if you're right."

Dang, now that was funny. No doubt there would have been some more arguing
back and forth, had David not jumped right in.

"Oh hell, don't worry about it. Butch will demonstrate for all of us. I'm
sure you know what a blow job is, right Butch?"

Butch blushed and nodded as he glanced around the circle.

David giggled, "I'm sure you do, so go ahead and kneel in front of Billy."

David looked over at Billy as Butch carefully sank to his knees in front of
him. "Okay Billy, go ahead and drop your pants to your ankles... undies
too. Oh yea, and pull your shirt up a little."

Billy blushed and his hands trembled slightly as he did as directed. Though
he might not have known exactly what a blow job was, it was obvious he had
at least some inkling. His little cock was standing straight up in the air.

Butch leaned closer and started things off, by licking Billy's tight little
ball sack. After a little while, he began licking Billy's cock like a
lollypop.

It was while he was doing that, that David snapped off two more Polaroid
pictures. One of them was a nice close-up of Butch's face, with his tongue
on Billy's cock. The other showed the naked Butch, with his hands cuffed
behind his back, licking away.

By the time Butch pulled Billy's cock into his mouth and began sucking,
Billy looked like he was going to pass out. His eyes were rolling up and
down, and he was gasping for air.

David told Butch to continue "all the way", and Butch sucked faster and
harder.

Not surprisingly, it didn't take long to send Billy over the edge. I was
certain he wasn't shooting yet, but his little orgasm was really
animated. At the last second, he instinctively grabbed the back of Butch's
head and forced him to bob up and down faster.

When he finally did "cum", it was wild. He cried and gasped, "OOOOHHHHH
GODDDDD! AGGGGHHHHH!!!!!"

Somehow Billy managed to keep his balance. When he finally regained his
breath, and Butch pulled off of him, he took a slight step backwards and
quickly pulled up his pants.

David was funny. While Billy was tucking in his shirt, he said, "So Billy,
was that the best blow job you ever had, or what?"

Billy blushed some more and said, "Oh yea. It was."

There was no doubt in my mind that it was also his first... and judging
from the look on his face, I was certain it would not be his last.

"Okay, guys, now it's everyone else's turn. When Butch kneels in front of
you, you know what to do," David chirped.

Indeed we did.

Gosh I remember how exciting that time was. Seeing Butch, naked, cuffed and
shackled, working his way around the circle, giving blow jobs. Even better
was the fact that he too was super boned.

And so we all got blow jobs from Butch. All of us climaxed. The other two
younger guys and me, did it with our cocks still inside Butch's mouth. That
felt so cool.

But Todd and David pulled out at that last moment and shot on Butch's
face. Both were 13, and were already producing some decent size loads.

Todd insisted on using his finger to coat Butch's lips with the white
stuff, and then made him lick it off. There were some wrinkled noses and
looks of curiosity from the three younger boys, but none of them asked what
that was all about.

At this point, it appeared that Butch was actually in distress. He was
breathing really hard, and his big cock was throbbing and twitching. I had
seen those signs before, and knew that Butch was getting desperate to cum.

The other thing that still sticks in my memory is the smell inside the
room. It was a sort of musty, or musk like odor with a hint of sweat. The
one that I smelled inside the trailer when we played our nasty games. It
always seemed the strongest when there were naked boys who were boned,
especially teenaged ones.

David seemed to sense it too. He pulled Butch to his feet, and gave his
cock a few slaps.

"Looks like our slave boy here needs some relief too. I wonder if we should
go ahead and make him shoot, or maybe just make him wait."

The youngsters had just seen David and Todd both shoot. If they didn't know
before what that meant, they knew now, and were anxious to see the older
teen jock, do just that.

David and I were too, but then there was Todd. He stepped closer, grabbed
Butch's cock, squeezed it and snarled at Butch, "So is that right Mr. Super
Jock, you want to shoot while we all watch?"

Butch clearly was anxious. Still he blushed deeply as he nodded. One of the
fun things about Butch was, that in spite of how much he loved doing this
stuff, he always seemed somewhat embarrassed when he was forced to cum in
front of others. Actually a lot of guys were like that, and yet they still
liked doing it.

Todd laughed and said, "You know, I wonder if maybe we should just wait to
let him shoot. Or, maybe we should see how many times we can make him shoot
before the party is over. What do you guys think?"

Well now, back "in the day", none of us had much experience yet with the
"joys" of that torture known as "cum deprivation". I had some, but not a
whole lot.

So, the results of Todd's little "poll" were predictable. Everyone wanted
to see how many times Butch could be made to shoot, before it was time to
go home.

There was a small chalk board on the wall, next to a dart board. David used
that to "keep score" of how many times Butch shot.

There was a little bit of confusion while we all chattered about how things
would proceed. Finally, it was decided, that any one of us could make Butch
jack off at any moment, or jack him off.

There was a catch, however! And the catch was, if you did call for Butch to
do it, you had just five minutes to make him shoot. If he didn't, then you
had to pull another penalty from the jar.

David got things started. He was the birthday boy after all.

And wow, we were SO lucky we didn't get caught! David took a big chance.

He took the cuffs and shackles off of Butch, then led him outside. We all
followed.

My heart was pounding as we followed David and Butch across the back yard
and around to the front of the house. It still wasn't all that dark yet,
but was getting there.

David told us all to be really quiet as he led Butch onto the front
porch. We gathered around the porch railing and watched as David directed
Butch to kneel at the edge of the dining room window.

The lights were on inside, and even from where we were all crouching, we
could see the ladies inside playing cards. Butch could see them too from
where he was kneeling.

David whispered in Butch's ear, then snuck off the porch and joined us.

All of our eyes widened as we watched Butch grab his cock and start
stroking it.

It didn't take long for him to start stroking really fast.

It was scary and exciting, watching Butch jacking off, with those ladies
just on the other side of the window. The most exciting part came right at
the end.

Just before he shot, Butch stood up right in front of the
window. Fortunately, there was this thin drapery thing inside, which
probably shielded Butch from their view. Butch could see them clearly
though the window, because of the lights being on inside.

We all quivered as we watched Butch shoot into his hand, and then rub his
cum all over his face. It was a lot of cum.

As soon as he was done, Butch crept off the porch and then followed us all
back to the club house. There was some giggling, but we managed to keep it
down.

When we were back inside, David wrote a number one on the chalkboard and
chuckled, "Okay, that's ONE! Remember, anyone of you can make him jack off
whenever you want... or jack him off yourself... but you'll only have five
minutes to make him shoot, or you get a penalty!"

Knowing Butch as I did, I figured that would not be all that tough. He
recovered really fast after shooting. Hell, even though Butch had just
given us all blow jobs, we were all getting boned all over again.

Now, although it may sound like we kept things really organized, looking
back, things were somewhat chaotic at times. I remember most of us doing
our "penalties" that we drew from the jar, but am pretty certain that David
never did do all of his.

I think the main reason was that we got so wrapped up in making Butch do
things.

------- THE PENALTY JAR (And Changing Plans)-------

Anyway, after Butch's first jack-off session, we did get into doing the
"penalties" that we had drawn.

Mine was a typical "David" penalty. Well pretty typical. While he loved
torturing others, he also liked outside "dares", which was what mine was.

I had to strip naked, and then do exercises outside four houses on the
block. David let the guys choose the exercises, but I got to pick the
houses.

I remember my heart was beating like crazy when I did jumping jacks, squat
thrusts, sit-ups and pushups outside those houses. I was pretty sure that I
was spotted at one house, but nothing came of it.

As far as the others go, my memories are a little sketchy. One of the
younger guys had to crawl back and forth through a "paddle wacks"
line. Basically crawl between our legs while we smacked his bare ass.

Little Billy got a feely treatment for 30 minutes. He had to get naked and
let everyone "feel" him up, however they wanted. He was blushing like crazy
the whole time while we felt him all over.

As luck would have it, Todd, the asshole, did draw a nasty one. It was a
new one that David had added, and in retrospect, showed how David was
expanding his "dirty" explorations.

At first most of the guys seemed to think it was sort of gross, but got
into it, once it got going. Dang! What is it with boys and a fascination
when it comes to humiliation?

Todd clearly wasn't all that happy as we snuck out into the back yard, but
he also seemed smart enough to know that he couldn't "lose face" by
protesting.

There was a lot of snickering when we reached the back of the yard and Todd
began peeling off his clothes.

When he was done, he turned to David and asked sarcastically, "Okay, so now
what? How do you want to do this?"

David giggled, "Go ahead and lie down on your back, spread your legs and
arms wide, and wait."

All eyes were on Todd as he did as he was told. Like David, Todd was a
jock, but I don't think he was a super one. He played soccer and was
naturally lean. He was arrogant and cocky for sure, but all that seemed to
vanish for the moment.

My heart really started to pound when David looked around at the others and
chuckled, "Okay guys, go ahead and yank them out and start pissing on him."

We began pulling our cocks out and were about to start when little Billy
stammered, "So like should he have his mouth open too?"

He seemed a little embarrassed by his own question and was about to take it
back when David laughed, "Yea, good idea! You heard the man Todd, open your
mouth and keep it open!"

Todd glared at Billy as he opened his mouth and waited.

Needless to say, we all aimed at his mouth, at least initially, but moved
our streams around. Butch was there too and did a great job helping to
ensure Todd's body was coated with piss.

When we were finally done, it was Butch who smirked, "So wasn't there one
last part to this punk's penalty?"

David laughed yet again and said, "Yea, that's right. Okay Todd, you read
the slip so DO IT!"

Todd glared up at all of us, as he reached down, grabbed his cock and
proceeded to jack off.

Man that was fun to watch! Todd's body was soaked in piss. The hairs on his
head and pubic area were all plastered down.

It didn't take long for him to work up a decent sweat as well.

Butch seemed to get into the spirit of things. He looked down at Todd and
chided, "Come on Mr. Tough guy! Show us what you got!"

And Todd did just that. He stroked faster and faster... and soon lost
himself in the moment. Though Todd wouldn't admit it, it did seem pretty
damn clear that he was turned on by his own humiliation.

I remember how he screamed when he finally did cum. He didn't shoot much,
but was extremely animated when he did.

David let Todd, and the rest of us, catch our breaths, then said, "Okay
piss boy, you'd better rinse off before we let you back inside."

We headed back to the club house while David helped Todd rinse off with the
garden hose.

One of the other things I remember about that moment was that I was
somewhat surprised by Todd's reaction. I thought he would be really
upset. Instead he was actually joking around with David and making comments
about "paybacks".

David and Todd "paid" each other back, during the years that followed. I
heard about some of them and wished I could have been there to see them
all.

So anyway, after Todd did his penalty, things once again focused on
Butch. He was, after all, the center of attention.

As soon as we were back inside, Todd wasted no time moving things along. We
essentially forgot about what "jar penalties" were left, including David's,
and just let Todd take over with yet another change.

"You know, I think maybe we should just forget about all the other shit
right now and concentrate on `Mr. Touchdown' here. Hell we all can play
whatever games we want at another time... but we only got him for the
weekend. So let's get to the best stuff!" Todd challenged.

David chimed in, "So like what next?"

Todd laughed, "I think we should just get to all the torture and slave
stuff now, and see just how tough he is!"

I glanced over at Butch and saw the look on his face. It was a mixture of
fear, excitement, and anticipation, with a little blush thrown in. Though
he might have wanted to admit it, there was no denying the fact that he was
turned on. The state of his teenage manhood confirmed that.

For a moment, it seemed that we would, once again, sink into a period of
chaos. Everyone started chattering again, including the little
guys. Everyone was asking questions and making suggestions.

Finally David silenced the group by making a loud whistle. He was good at
that!

"WHHHHHHHEEEEEEEEEEET!"

"Okay, everyone shut up for a minute! I think Todd is right."

What David said next, made things even more "interesting!"

"Okay, how about this. I say we forget about all the other stuff, just like
Todd said. I think this could be even more fun."

DAMN! David was thinking fast!

"So I'll ask this. How many of you guys have older brothers that you'd like
to get even with for some reason?"

There were some glances around for a moment, then three raised their hands,
including Todd.

David smiled and continued, "Okay, if not an older brother, then let's say
a guy who's Butch's age?"

Billy joined the crowd with that one.

I did too. Though I didn't have an older brother, there was Sean, Butch's
asshole friend from football, and I wasn't wild about him.

"Okay, so how about we do this... we divide up into two teams. Me, Scotty
and Todd will be on one team, and Billy, you and the others will be on the
other team."

We waited in anticipation!

David laughed, then stammered, "Okay, and then we do this. For the rest of
the night, each team will take turns torturing and using our slave boy for
say...umm 30 minutes. How about that?"

Whispered discussions followed between the teams that formed
instantly. After several minutes, the final details/rules were worked out!

Thankfully, it would not be a competition. It was all just for fun... well
at least for most of us!

The hurriedly concocted rules were: - Each "team" would get to "use" Butch
for 30 minutes. They could do ANYTHING they wanted, and make him do
ANYTHING they wanted! And "ANYTHING" had to include some form of TORTURE!
- Once one team used a particular form of torture, the next team had to use
something different. (There was some haggling over this! In the end, we
agreed on a VERY loose interpretation!)  - If ANY member of a team fell
asleep, the team would forfeit their next turn.

And SO ON!

Thankfully, we somehow managed to conclude the negotiations before the
weekend ended!

Butch had listened to all the squabbling and negotiations. He seemed
amused. That amusement ended rather quickly, once things got going!

David gave Billy and the other younger guys about ten minutes to plan their
first turn. They went outside to talk about it in private.

David and Todd were a little concerned that the younger guys would be mean
enough. After all, this was pretty new to them.

Any concerns they had vanished quickly though when they started their turn.

Boys that age really can be very cruel and inventive when it comes to
torturing an older teenage boy. Not surprisingly, they focused a lot of
their attention on Butch's well developed manly parts.

They started things off by making Butch run in place while jacking off. The
nasty party of their scheme became clear fairly quickly.

It was fun watching Butch run and jack-off at the same time. It was a
little tricky for him, but didn't take all that long before a spurted some
of his teen seed.

As soon as he did, Billy and his buddies moved rather quickly. They gave
Butch just enough time to "soften" then ordered him to stand with his hand
behind his head.

The rest of us watched as they wrapped some fishing line around Butch's
cock and balls sack. He grunted periodically as the wraps pinched his
sensitive skin.

The purpose of their little scheme was obvious. When they finished, Butch's
big cock was wrapped extremely tight and his balls were extended in an
obscene manner.

David winked at us and chuckled, "Man that's gonna hurt like hell if he
gets boned, which I guess is their plan."

Todd grinned too as he looked at Butch's bound manhood. It was a wicked
grin.

I really didn't know how much of this kinda stuff the others had done
before. If it wasn't much, then all I can say is what followed next must
have been sort of instinctive.

Billy and the other two really got into torturing Butch.

The pulled a bunch of rope out of the trunk and then stretched Butch out on
his back on the floor between two poles. He was tied really tight with his
arms stretched up over his head. Judging by the way he was groaning it must
have felt like he was tied on a wrack.

Once again the boys ran their hands all over Butch's body, focusing a lot
of their attention on the areas around his bound cock and balls. There were
some taunts and teases too.

Things like: "So Butch, you must like doing this. Is it fun? We hope so
cause we're gonna have a lot of fun. Maybe we can do this again sometime
and share you with some of our other friends..." and so on.

Their "instincts" were good. It didn't take long for Butch to start
breathing hard and begin sweating all over. He moaned and groaned as nature
began to take it's course once again.

I guess he tried to fight it, but to no avail. His groans grew louder as
his cock strained to harden inside the tight bonds.

The boys sensed it too and helped things along.

One of them massaged Butch's balls gently while another ran his fingertip
around his cock head. It was so much fun to watch.

Todd seemed to be really excited about it. David noticed, gave him a
playful poke and said, "See what I mean? He really likes this stuff and he
gets boned really fast."

Todd's eyes widened more as he watched Butch tremble. "Yea! I didn't
believe you... but I mean holy shit. He just came and he's getting boned
again. It's like unreal."

David gestured towards me and chuckled, "Yes well, my cousin could tell
about some of the stuff he's made Butch do before. It's pretty dang wild,
and nasty."

I glared at David for a moment. That stuff was supposed to be a secret, and
here he was blabbing it around. I was about to try and deny it, and try to
just blow it off when Todd chirped, "Man, that's so cool. How did you get
him to do it? And are you still doing it?"

Well, I was actually at a loss for words for a bit. I tried to think of how
to deal with this. There were several possibilities. In the end, I guess it
was my own boyhood ego that won out.

Todd seemed impressed that I was somehow able to get this older teenaged
boy to do this stuff. I couldn't resist showing off to this asshole.

"Yea, I'm still doing it. In fact, he's gotta do whatever I say!"

Todd would have pressed me for more details if David hadn't butted back in.

"Hey, cool it guys and watch! Things are getting more interesting!"

Indeed they were!

Butch's cock was really straining against tight fish line wraps. The boys
had also retrieved the old toothbrushes and were rubbing the bristles on
Butch's balls and throbbing cockhead.

Butch's groan's turned to gasps and then muffled screams.

"AGGGHHHHHHHHHH!... SHIT!!!! OH GODDDD... DAMN! AGGGGHHHHHH!"

I watched as they continued torturing Butch's cock and balls. Little Billy
was really getting into it. It suddenly occurred to me that he was a lot
like Ricky, the little red-headed imp who was part of our secret club.

Billy licked his lips as he ran the toothbrush back and forth across
Butch's balls. He seemed even more like Ricky when he taunted Butch, "So
big boy? Which do you like more? Having your balls tortured by us or having
our cock's in your mouth?"

Yea, he definitely reminded me of Ricky.

Those first thirty minutes flew by so fast. When they were done, they
carefully removed the fish line from Butch's manhood and sat back.

Everyone grinned as Butch's tortured teen shaft sprang to full erection. It
looked a little nasty. There were red rings around it in some spots from
where the fish line had "bit in", and the head was purple and throbbing.

At Todd's request, they left Butch stretched out between the poles, and in
fact tightened his bonds.

It's tough to describe just how excited I was at that moment. I loved
seeing Butch naked, bound and helpless like that.

And so it was our turn.

We "huddled up" in a corner of the room to make our plans. Todd was really
worked up about and wanted to do a lot to Butch. David reminded him that
they had the whole night, and would be getting additional turns, so we
didn't have to do everything at once.

At first Todd pushed to do stuff with Butch's ass, like stick thinks in it
like the cucumber.

David wanted to do that too, but for the moment we were all still focused
on Butch's groin. Guess we were a lot like the other boys, who had a
fascination with older boys' genitals.

And so we decided to continue torturing Butch's cock and balls.

David and Todd gathered up the stuff we would be using while I played with
Butch's hard cock.

Butch tilted his head up, took a deep breath and asked softly, "So I guess
I'm in for some even rougher stuff now, huh?"

I squeezed his cock and rubbed his balls as I giggled, "Yea, pretty much
it'll be all torture of these."

What followed was a process that would be used repeatedly whenever we
played our nasty little games. All forms of cock and ball torture were the
most popular penalties for just about every event, and always "required"
the recipient to be kept fully boned up throughout.

There was no doubt in my mind that Todd and David had done this
before. They knew exactly what they were doing.

Butch's eyes widened as he saw the items they were carrying.

There were candles, matches, a tube of Ben-gay, and a couple of rawhide
laces.

The laces were tied snuggly around the base of Butch's cock. I knew that
would help to ensure he stayed painfully boned up.

Todd smiled broadly as he methodically coated Butch's balls with the
ointment. It was cool when it first went on, but would start to burn like
hell very quickly.

I smiled too as I watched Todd slip the tip of his finger up under Butch's
balls and into his hole.

Butch groaned as he felt the intrusion and his breathing sped up as Todd
worked his finger deeper inside.

"Man, you do have a really tight ass! We're gonna definitely have some fun
with it later on. A Lot of fun!" Todd snickered.

Billy and the others watched in total fascination as we went about our
work. One of them gasped as he watched David smear some Ben-gay on a q-tip
and then work it inside Butch's piss slit.

Butch's cock got a coating of Ben-gay as well. Then we sat back for a bit
and just watched.

It didn't take long for Butch's chest to start heaving. He gasped for air
and pumped his groin up and down in a futile attempt to get some relieve.

Tears filled his eyes as the burning sensation intensified.

I knew what Butch was feeling. I remember the time when I had first tried
it. I used some of it on my own ball sac, just to see how it felt. It was
nasty!

I tried to hold out as long as I could but ended up jumping in the shower
fast.

Now the crazy thing about that stuff, like "Icy-Hot", another ointment we
used along the way, was the fact that its effects lingered, even after you
wiped it off.

Butch pulled at his bonds and gyrated. He was really feeling the pain, but
Todd and David were just getting started. They had me stuff Butch's sweaty
jock strap in his mouth as they lit some candles.

Todd wrapped his hand around Butch's hard cock, and stroked it while he
taunted, "You know, it's looks like you are really liking this, I mean
really liking this. I've heard that there are guys that do, and it seems
you are one of them."

Butch trembled some more as Todd held his candle over the tip of his cock
and began dripping the hot wax. This was definitely a torture I planned to
use on Butch and the others, again. We had used it before, but David and
Todd were doing it better.

They moved the candles around slowly. Though they focused primarily on
Butch's cock and balls, they also dropped wax on his inner thighs, nipples,
and stomach.

David smiled at me as he lowered his candle close to Butch's balls and
said, "See cous! It's best when you hold the candle closer, that way the
wax is really good and hot when it hits."

Butch tried to hold out as long as he could but eventually gave in. He
screamed into his jock gagged and pulled at his bonds like crazy, which
just seemed to encourage David and Todd more.

"AGGGHHHHHHHHHHH!...MMMMMMPH!!! AGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG!"

They never let up. Butch's torture went on for the full 30 minutes, without
a break. They let me take a few turns with the candle. I added more hot wax
to his cock head, but also dribbled some on his nipples and in his armpits.

By the time we were done, Butch was quite a mess. There were red and white
drops of hardened wax all over his body and he was totally covered with
sweat.

All of us were really worked up too!

Billy and his two pals got even more excited when David looked at them and
said, "Okay, how about before you guys start your turn, you help us out by
cleaning him up. Go ahead and pick the wax off of him. Put the wax in that
empty potato chip bag so we don't have a big mess to clean up."

And so Butch's torment continued. Though he was not overly hairy he did
have a coating that was typical for a boy his age. The result was, every
time a piece of wax was pulled off, he winced in pain.

Billy and the boys really seemed to like this part. It gave them yet
another chance to explore the older teen's naked body, albeit in a nasty
way.

Not surprisingly they spent a lot of time picking the wax droplets out of
Butch's thick pubic patch. Just like me, they seemed to be enthralled with
his pubic hair.

Butch's grunting and groaning continued as they took their time picking at
the wax. They did a very thorough job.

------ THE EVER-CHANGING PLAN ------

Man, I don't know how many times we changed things around that night... it
was a lot!

After the wax was pretty much all picked off of Butch's body, we somehow
decided to untie him, and then take him outside, where he was tied up once
again, this time between two trees right behind the clubhouse.

We left him like that and went inside to figure out what would happen next.

--------- THE YOUNGSTERS NEXT PLAN --------

According to the latest "plan" Billy and the other two "youngsters" were up
next. It is sort of funny that I call them that, because they were my
age. I just seemed to always be included in the "circles" of boys who were
a little older than me.

Billy's group huddled up once again while the rest of us grabbed some more
snacks. While they tried to whisper, I caught bit's and pieces of their
conversation.

There were a lot of giggles and snickers. David let them carry on for
awhile then snapped, "So are you guys ready yet? Got a plan? Maybe this is
too complicated for you."

Not surprisingly, Billy became the spokesman for the other "team." He
looked at David, almost defiantly and said, "Well we've got a plan. We're
just not sure you can handle it, cause it means you've gotta do something!"

The way Billy said it, came across as a challenge, which, if it was,
worked!

David took the "bait" and snapped back. "Oh hell, I can handle whatever you
guys come up with, so what is it?"

Billy and the others exchanged glances. Then Billy spoke tentatively,
"Well, okay this is not really... you know, torture... but we think it
would be fun to watch."

David and Todd were intrigued but getting impatient.

Billy took a deep breath and said, "Okay, well, we want Butch to give David
a bath... with his tongue all over his body... you know everywhere."

He held his breath and waited expectantly.

David and Todd thought for a few moments. It looked like David was about to
object when Todd laughed, poked him in the arm and chuckled, "Hell that
sounds like fun! Even better if you're really sweaty, how about that, you
get all sweaty and then we have Butch lick off all your sweat?"

David did manage to put up a little resistance, but in the end just gave
up, and went along with it. Even better, he agreed to do whatever we said
to get sweaty. Yea, with the old "no matter what" condition.

Todd sort of pushed that part through by pointing out that the way things
were going, David wasn't going to have to do all of the penalties in his
jar, since we had changed things around.

Of course there was more chattering and kidding around. Then we got down to
business.

David acted like he was a little pissed about the arrangement, but I was
almost certain he was just putting on a show to save some face. He didn't
want to seem too eager to go along with this, but he was pretty excited.

So, to start with, we told David he had to run around the block three
times, wearing just a jock strap. He begged to be allowed to wear his
sneakers as well. We haggled for a bit, then agreed to let him wear them as
long as he did something "special" later on. Oh and we clarified
"special". It meant that he would have to do "whatever we said."

For me, things just kept getting better and better. I loved doing the stuff
with Butch, but I also loved doing it with my cousin David. Even though he
wasn't quite as old as Butch, he had a solid body, and the start of some
well defined muscles, especially on his chest.

DAMN! I just loved seeing him naked!

David stripped, put on a jock and his sneakers and took off running. It was
dark aside, but side fairly early, so he had to be careful.

While David was gone we grabbed some more snacks and talked about how
things would proceed. We chuckled about the fact that Butch was tied
outside and wondered if the mosquitoes were bugging him.

All of us wished we could see David running around the neighborhood in just
his jock. We decided that when he got back, we would bring Butch back
inside and make both of them do a bunch of exercises while naked.

For David, it would be to continue working up a sweat. For Butch, well it
would just be fun to watch him do them with his cock still tied up and
hard.

Todd helped us all get even more worked up when he mentioned that he had a
really special idea for the next "round." He promised we would learn a lot.

We didn't press him on it very much, but were clearly intrigued.

It took David longer than we expected to complete his three laps around the
block. When he finally did return, he was out of breath and really sweaty.

He got himself a glass of ice water, plunked down on a chair and gave us a
quick overview of how his run had gone.

It was a quiet not, and nobody seemed to be around. The first lap was
fine. He saw no one, and apparently no one saw him.

It was on the second round that things got tricky.

Down the street and around the corner there was a house where a couple of
younger boys lived.

When he made his first lap, he didn't notice there was a tent set up in the
side yard.

It was on the second round that he noticed it. And the reason he noticed it
was because there were about four boys outside near the tent, playing with
flashlights and sparklers.

He had to stop, duck down and crawl behind some hedges to avoid being seen.

When he did the third lap, he slowed down, well before the house, crossed
the street and dodged along behind some bushes and fences. He was lucky he
did.

He was almost past the house when he noticed the group of boys, all
crouched down behind the hedges. He stopped and could hear them giggling
and whispering.

He couldn't hear everything, but what little he had heard was enough for
him to realize that he had been seen on his previous lap. They were laying
in wait for him with their flashlights ready.

He crept on and completed his run. The last thing he said was that he was
pretty sure none of them recognized him. Which was a good thing.

As soon as he was done, we brought Butch back inside. David took off his
jock and sneakers and then we had them both do exercises. We took turns
telling them what exercises to do. They included the usual: jumping jacks,
squat thrusts, situps, pushups, pullups, leg lifts and stuff.

We kept them doing it, until both were drenched in sweat.

It was another thing I really loved... making a guy or guys exercise really
hard while they were naked. Even better was when they were boned. Butch was
one of those guys, whose hard cock would slap up against his pubes when he
did things like jumping jacks.

The way things were going, we had essentially forgotten about the 30 minute
time thing and just went on.

Once they were all sweated up, we continued with Billy and the other two
younger boys' plan.

David was instructed to lie down on the floor on his back, with his arms
over his head and his legs spread. Then Billy looked at Butch, swallowed
hard, and said tentatively, "Ummm... okay... now Butch you gotta kneel down
and lick David."

He waited, still a little unsure if the older teen would follow his
instructions.

Butch looked down at David's outstretched body and asked, "So like where
should I lick him?"

Billy seemed a little relieved and said, "Where all over. Yea every where."

Butch shrugged, then to everyone's delight, dropped to his knees, bent over
and started licking David's toes.

I smiled as I watched Butch's nose wrinkle a little bit. I had been around
David when he took off his shoes, and knew that his feet could smell bad,
especially when he was all sweaty, like now.

Though Butch definitely noticed too, it didn't seem to bother him all that
much. In fact, he actually seemed turned on by it. Not only did he lick
David's toes, but he sucked each one before moving on to his feet.

I heard one of Billy's buddies whisper, "Wow, I can't believe he's doing
this. Holy cow! It even looks like he likes it."

Well David was obviously liking it. He was breathing harder again and
squirming around. He smiled and giggled when Butch licked the soles of his
feet. That made me smile too and get even more boned as I remembered the
time David had lost a strip game and his penalty was to be tied up naked
and then tickled for an hour. Now that was fun.

Anyway, Butch continued licking away. When he was done with David's feet,
he worked his way up David's legs and spent a lot of time on David's lean,
but muscular inner thighs.

David trembled and moaned every time Butch neared his crotch.

All of us were breathing hard as well, and getting harder by the minute. We
couldn't wait for Butch to start working on David's private parts.

Just he was about to start licking David's balls, to our surprise and
initial disappointment, Billy jumped in and said, "Okay, hold on
there. Save that for a little later. Right now do the stuff above the
waist... everything."

David's cock was really throbbing again and he moaned when he heard what
Billy said. We all did actually. Our collective disappointment vanished
quickly as Butch did as he instructed. I know now that anticipation is a
major part of this type of "fun".

Butch was as thorough with David's upper body as he had been with his feet
and legs. He started by working his way up and down David's sides. There
were some more wrinkled noses as we watched him lick David's armpits.

It was when he started on David's nipples that it became obvious that Butch
was extremely worked up by being made to do this. He was breathing really
hard, almost panting, and the tip of his hard bound cock was glistening.

Todd clearly took notice too. He stepped closer to me, put his hand on my
shoulder and said softly, "Man it looks like he's really liking this. So,
ummm... is it true what David told me... really true... that Butch here has
to do whatever you tell him to do... you know like a slave or something?"

I was a little taken aback. It was supposed to be a secret. I wondered just
how much else David had told him. Still, I guess I was a little flattered
as well. Todd appeared impressed with me, so I just went with the flow.

"Yea, pretty much anything I say. It's cool."

Todd smiled and continued, "Man I would love to know how you arranged
that... do you have something on him, or what? Or does he just like doing
this?"

I smiled back as Butch ran his tongue down to David's navel and started on
his flat stomach.

"Well, it's sort of a long story."

I was trying to figure out what to say. I didn't want to betray Butch's
confidence, and didn't want to say anything about our club.

We stood in silence for a bit, just watching. I was hoping that Todd would
just leave it at that, but, Todd was, after all, a teenaged boy, and not
many of them would be satisfied with that. And Todd certainly wasn't.

He was annoying and pushy, but I sort of liked that, and what he said next,
sort of pushed me into auto-pilot.

"Well, I would really love to hear about how you did it, and, well... um
maybe help out sometime. I don't think you guys live that far away."

I thought quickly, then said, "Well, if I told you and let you help, you
would have to... you know do some stuff... it would only be fair."

GOD! I still can't believe how easily and fast this stuff happened, or how
good I really was at it.

David moaned some more as Butch returned to his nipples. He did more than
just lick, he sort of nibbled and sucked on them.

Todd thought for a moment, then gave me a sarcastic smile and snickered,
"And, ummm... let me guess... some type of initiation for your secret
club?"

I guess my face reddened a little. I glared at David. Man he had a big
mouth!

I was pretty miffed, but also intrigued. Though he was younger than the
smartass Sean, he was clearly an arrogant jerk, and the thought of
humiliating him and making him suffer was just too tempting to pass up.

Looking back, yet again, I am amazed at just how good I was at manipulating
other boys, particularly older ones.

I stepped back, far enough to be out of ear shot of the others and gestured
for Todd to follow. He did, like a little puppy dog. Albeit a horned little
puppy dog.

I wished I could talk to David to find out just how much he had told
Todd. Todd seemed to sense what I was thinking and stammered, "Look, I
guess you figured out that David told me some shit. That's cool. He didn't
tell me a lot and I promised I wouldn't say anything to anyone else. I
haven't and I won't."

He seemed really excited now and anxious. I sensed it was time for me to
see just how hard the fish was hooked. Just based on what I had seen of him
already, my guess was that he preferred to be on the "giving" end of
things, and he probably would sacrifice a lot, to be able to do that.

I was right on both accounts.

I looked him in the eye, took a deep breath and said, "Okay look. We don't
have time to talk much now. We should be able to talk some more before I
leave. For now, let me just say this, I think I can convince the others to
let you join. The tough thing is this, if you want to be able to do stuff
to Butch and make him do stuff, then you will have to have a high rank in
the club and the initiation for the higher ranks is really tough, I'm not
sure you could make it through."

That last part was "classic" me. Dang did I know these types of guys or
what?

Todd seemed distant for a second, then got really serious, looked at me and
asked, "But if I did make it through, which I am sure I can, then I could
make Butch do things... like whatever I wanted?"

He was clearly hooked!

I smiled slightly, nodded and said, "Oh yea. Anything you want... well
except for something that would get him into real trouble... other than
that, anything goes!"

Todd seemed satisfied for the time being. I was too. The thought of
initiating Todd was exciting, but for now I was more interested in what was
going on at the moment. If things did work out with Todd, that would be
cool. If they didn't, no problem, we had plenty of other stuff going on.

Butch was about to start on David's cock and balls when Todd chirped, "Hey
why don't you guys have him do David's backside, and make sure he does
everywhere."

They took Todd's advice and had David roll over on his stomach. What
followed got us all worked up even more.

Butch ran his tongue up and down the backs of David's legs. Then all over
his upper and lower back. While he was doing it, Billy walked over and told
me how cool he thought this was.

When Butch started licking David's ass cheeks there were some giggles from
the three younger boys, including Billy. They couldn't believe Butch was
doing it.

I figured it was my turn to turn up the heat a little and told Butch to
make sure David's ass got the "full" treatment.

There were some more giggles and snickers as Butch spread David's tight
cheeks and began running his tongue up and down David's crack. The giggles
turned to gasps when he started licking David's hole.

David gasped and moaned too. I think I moaned as well, as I remembered when
Butch did the very same thing to me. I didn't have to coax him any more.

Just like he had done to me, he worked his tongue all around the rim of
David's little hole, and then began working the tip inside, as far as he
could.

The youngsters' eyes were as wide as they possibly could be. My guess was
they had never seen, let alone experienced anything like this. I recall
that at some point Billy told me something about how when they played strip
games, the "grossest" penalties they had ever done was to have to kiss or
lick a guy's ass. But just his cheeks, and only with a few quick kisses or
little licks.

Todd seemed to be just as worked up as he watched Butch worked his tongue
in and out of David's hole. I was certain he was thinking about what it
would be like to have Butch do that to him.

Well Butch did a great job. We were so wrapped up in things that no one
objected when Butch slapped David's ass hard and told him to roll back
over.

As soon as David was on his back, Butch lifted David's legs up and began
licking the spot between his balls and hole.

David looked like he would shoot at any moment. He was sweating again and
panting like crazy... and oh was he moaning... and I mean really moaning!

Butch shifted back and forth between that spot and David's bouncing cock.

Now I really didn't know what excited Todd the most about this... seeing
naked guys... seeing boned naked guys... or seeing and/or making an older
jock boy like Butch go through this stuff.

My gut told me that it was the latter.

I was really reluctant to move things further along with Todd, we really
were "backed up" with a bunch of club stuff. But I couldn't resist.

So I went with my gut, and pretty much as always, tossed common sense and
caution aside.

"So, ummm Todd. Are you really serious about this? Cause if you are, you
will definitely have to do some tough stuff to be a member. But if you make
it through, you will get to make Butch do stuff... oh yea, and his friend
from the football team too... he's a year older."

Todd couldn't take his eyes off Butch as he ran his tongue up and down
David's throbbing shaft.

It seemed he did have a little bit of common sense, cause he asked me how
it was that he could get a higher "rank" in the club than them, since they
were already members and all.

Though I did succumb to a lack of common sense on occasion, being horny
seemed to fuel my twisted little mind and helped me think on my feet.

I smiled at Todd and started off by telling him it was just the way things
were. Butch and Sean had joined when they were older, which meant that if
they wanted to get a higher rank, they would have to do some stuff that was
really hard, and part of that meant they had to be "total" slaves for a
while.

Now in Todd's case, since he was younger, he could get the higher rank
easier and quicker. However, if he waited until he was older to join, then
it would be a lot tougher.

Man! Was I good or what? It sort of made sense. It was like... "This is a
special deal which is only good for so long."

Had I known at the time, that Todd had been put through some really bad
stuff by a group of older teenage jocks, my job might have been a little
easier.

But it didn't matter.

It was awfully dang clear that Todd was willing to do just about anything
to get a shot at Butch and Sean.

Todd got lost again in though, as he watched the naked Butch, who was now
licking David's balls.

Without taking his eyes off of Butch he whispered, "So okay, it is like you
said though, if I go through the initiation to join with a higher rank, I
will get to make him and his buddy do whatever I want... right?"

I smiled and said, "Yea, that's right. Anything at all."

We watched in silence as Butch continued licking David's private parts and
his pubes. David's chest was heaving even more now and he was drenched in
sweat.

Todd was in about the same condition.

I sensed it was time to "seal the deal!"

I reached over, grabbed Todd's hard cock through his shorts and snapped,
"Okay smart guy, it's time to decide. Are you in or not? If you are you,
then these will belong to me a the club for awhile! Make it through and
you'll get to do stuff like this!"

I Looked at Butch and snarled, "Okay Slave Boy Butch... go ahead and suck
him off until he shoots in your mouth... and swallow it all!"

Todd trembled as he watched Butch do as ordered. I could feel his hard cock
throbbing inside his shorts and listened as his breathing got harder.

I was sure it wouldn't take long for David to start shooting again, so I
squeezed Todd's cock harder and said, "Like I said, you make it through and
Butch and the other jock boy will be yours. Torture them all you want. Show
them off to your friends... whatever!"

Well, I guess you could say it was one of my more inspired moments.

Todd took a deep breath and gasped, "YEA! SHIT! OKAY, I'll join! I'll do
whatever it takes!"

I rubbed his cock and balls and whispered sharply, "And you want the higher
rank, right? Which means it'll be tougher."

Todd was beyond reasonable thought he nodded and gasped, "YEA! YEA!
Whatever!!!!"

My timing was right on!

As I heard David's loud orgasmic gasp, I squeezed Todd's cock even harder
and said, "Okay, you're in! And your initiation will start this weekend."

I glanced over at Butch and David. It was obvious that David was in the
middle of shooting into Butch's mouth. He wasn't the only one shooting.

I grinned broadly as I felt Todd's cock throb and realized he was
"creaming" inside his shorts.

It took awhile for all the gasps and moans to subside. When it finally did,
David sat up and said, "Well, I guess we all could use a little break. I
know I'm thirsty and hungry, so how about we take a break."

There weren't any arguments.

David pulled on his shorts, but left his shirt off.

While the others headed to the little kitchen area, I pulled Todd aside and
said, "Okay, so we have a deal, right?"

Todd thought for just a moment, then nodded and said, "Yea, ummm... I guess
we do. So when do we start?"

I smiled and said, "Well, sort of right now. Since I'm the only club member
here besides Butch, you will take your orders just from me, and do whatever
I say, without question."

This was an important moment. Todd had just cum and was no longer on that
"horned high." It was something I had learned fairly quickly. If there
would be "second thoughts" it would be right now, which made it important
for me to reinforce the deal as quickly as possible.

Todd looked thoughtful. If he had any doubts they seemed to vanish quickly
as he looked at Butch, standing across the room, naked and boned, with that
cord still wrapped around the base of his cock.

"So I guess David isn't really a member then, right?"

I smiled and said, "No he isn't. Doesn't mean he can't join... I just never
invited him since he lives across town and all."

Todd's "horned high" may have been gone, but it was coming back really
fast! He eyed David, standing across the room, shirtless and said, "So now
once I'm in the club, I could maybe invite him... and then initiate him?"

"Here we go again," I thought. DAMN! Till this day, I am still amazed at
how quickly things could get out of hand.

Thinking quickly I chuckled, "Yea, you actually could. Might be better if
you did it, instead of me, cause, you know he and I are related and
all... but first things first... we gotta get you in first."

Man... I really was good!

Todd smiled and said, "Okay, yea, that's cool. Let's snag something to eat
and get back to the fun."

And so we did.

-------- TIMEOUT --------

Our break lasted around 30 minutes or so. During that time, anyone peaking
in would have seen a perfectly normal scene... a group of boys snacking and
chattering a way. Well normal, except for the fact that the oldest boy in
the group was naked... and boned... and had a cord wrapped around his cock.

Other than that it was very normal.

Needless to say, during that break, I gave David some shit about telling
Todd about the club. It wasn't serious shit, and we laughed it off.

It was during our little "laugh off" moment that things got a little more
serious. It was right after I made a joking comment about the fact that
Todd was gonna join the club.

Somehow I managed to "blow off" most of his questions. It was, however,
obvious that a seed has been planted. Well hell... Todd was David's best
friend, so if Todd was joining it stood to reason David would want to join
too!

David seemed a little mad at me for not asking him to join. Thankfully I
was really fast at cranking out the bullshit.

"Look, see, it's like this... I can't ask you to join, because you're
related to me. Now if Todd makes it in, then he could ask you to
join... see?"

As always, I was making things up as I went along. But hell, the club got
started by accident anyway.

Well, that seemed to satisfy David. One of the funny things about this, was
that, though he knew some things about this club, he wasn't all that
concerned about what it's purpose was. The fact that it was secret and we
played "naughty" games seemed to be more than enough.

It was during our "timeout" that things took yet another interesting
turn. Looking back, it's almost bizarre.

There we were at David's birthday weekend. There were seven boys there all
together. Three of them were 13 or older (David and Todd were both 13, and
you might as well count Butch as being 15, since it was so close.) The
other four, me, Billy and his two buddies were 11 and/or 12.

After the surprise turn of events with Todd, two of the older boys were now
my "slaves." That left just David, and as luck... or dumb luck would have
it, he ended up getting added to the "slave" group!

We were about ready to get back down to business when Billy asked, "So what
about this special thing that David has to do because we let him wear his
sneakers when he ran. What's that gonna be?"

I was about ready to tell them "whatever you want", when an idea popped
into my head. As I usually did, I simply "took charge" and said, "Well, he
did agree to do whatever we said for that... so how about this. Let's say
David is your slave Billy, you and your two friends... for the rest of the
weekend... and he has to do whatever you guys say."

And there it was! David bitched and moaned for a while, but then gave in
when Todd gave him a ration of shit about being a wimp and all.

So then, there we were. By the time the break was over, the over all
situation was really rather bizarre.

The three older boys were "slaves to the four younger ones. Sure the older
guys could have beaten the shit out of us if they wanted, but promises and
"pacts" between boys can be very sacred and there was also the issue of
just "saving face" amongst the older ones. Oh and yea, they were all horned
up, and not thinking logically.

-------- ENSLAVED TEENS ---------

After the break, things took yet another turn. We abandoned all of our
previous plans and focused on the "slave" thing.

Oddly enough, none of the other boys questioned me about how it was that
Todd was also now a slave boy. Guess they didn't want to look a "gift
slave" in the ass.

Things had been pretty damn exciting up to this point, but now were even
more exciting.

Me and the other three "pre-teens" had three older boys at our disposal
(including the "birthday boy"!). Now that was exciting.

Thinking "on-the-fly" I took total charge to ensure that things didn't get
too chaotic. I tried to keep things as simple as possible.

I assigned each of the older boys to the younger's. Dang, I wish I could
remember the names of Billy's two friends. Oh well.

Anyway, I gave Butch to one of them and David to the other... Billy got
Todd.

I explained that until the end of the "sleepover" their "slaves" had to do
whatever they said! The emphasis being on "whatever!"

After an initial period of surprise and confusion ended, the "boys" got
"into" it.

David and Todd were ordered to strip totally naked, and like Butch, had to
have a piece of rawhide lace tied around the base of their cocks, which had
once again risen to full erection.

At this point, I really didn't have to do anything. Billy and his two
friends took over.

They started off on a familiar tact. David, Todd and Butch had to line up
and do exercises while we watched. Yea, it was fun watching their bound
hard cocks bounce around while they did them.

When they were done, it was little Billy who came up with a wild
suggestion... much to the chagrin of the three older teens.

His idea was this...

Butch, David and Todd would line up... single file, and have their balls
tied together with two long pieces of rope. Then they would have to run
around the block like that.

There was some bitching and whining from the three "slaves", which ended
shortly after the ropes were attached to their balls.

They asked about shoes, were denied. Their "run" had to be totally
naked. Oh, and to my delight, little Billy jumped in with one final
command.

"Oh and hey! The other part of the deal is this... all three of you must be
totally boned up when you return. If one of you isn't then you have to do
it again."

I liked that a lot.

Just before they finally took off, I couldn't resist one final thing.

I stepped up to Todd, squeezed his hard cock and whispered, "Looks like you
really are liking this!"

Todd trembled slightly and then whispered back smartly, "Yea, you wish!
Hey, I'm just doing this because I have to for your dumbass initiation!"

I gave his balls a jab and chuckled, "Well there's a lot more coming. Hope
you can handle it."

As much as Todd seemed impelled to "save face", there was no denying the
fact that he was completely aroused again!

I wish I could say that something wild happened during that run, but it
really didn't. Butch told me later that it was really scary running around
outside like that. They stopped once, just before they got back so that
Todd could stroke himself to get fully boned again.

Butch laughed about that, because Todd seemed pissed and embarrassed when
he did it. Still, it seemed that Todd figured it would be better than
having to make another run.

Billy and the others were really pleased and worked up when the "slaves"
returned with full boners.

All three slaves were ordered to line up and stand with their hands behind
their backs while their "owners" felt them up.

I remember Billy making a comment to David, while he fondled Todd's cock
and balls, that "this was the best birthday party I've ever been to."

Up to this point, since our "re-direction", things had been relatively
tame. That was about to change as the younger boys got tired of just
fondling and tried to decide on what to do next.

They huddled up in a corner and chatted for a bit.

I stuck my head in and was about to make a suggestion when Billy made one
of his own. It was an "on-the-fly" one for sure, but intriguing and really
exciting.

The other two jumped in and helped Billy refine his idea and ended up with
a wild one. Yea, the minds of 11 and 12 year old boys can be rather evil.

----------- SLAVE vs. SLAVE -----------------

The plan was this...

Each "slave boy" would be given 30 minutes to "torture" and/or use one of
the other "slave boys in the nastiest way possible. The one who did the
"worst" job would be declared the loser and would then undergo what they
called "extreme" torture for two "full" hours.

"Extreme torture" wasn't defined at that point, but judging from the way
they chatted about it and looked, it would...indeed... be extreme.

Okay, so there was some more haggling. In the end they determined that I
would be the judge! They would roll the dice and the one who rolled the
highest could decide if his "slave" would go first or last... ahhh... the
strategy.

When it was the slave's turn, he could pick which ever other slave he
wanted to torture/use.

Now there really wasn't any other incentive for the slave doing the
"torturing", other than avoiding two hours of "extreme" torture.

So, anyway, we reached the point where the dice were rolled.

Billy ended up winning and decided to have his "slave" Todd go last.

WELL HELL!

I am gonna "bite the bullet" with names for the other two boys. Though I DO
NOT remember the names of David and Billy's other two young friends, I am
gonna assign them now... lol!

Curt and Brad looked at each other. Curt had the next higher roll and he
had David.

Like Billy, he "deferred" to going second last, which meant that Brad,
who's "slave" was Butch would go first!

The hurriedly concocted rules were explained to Butch.

He could choose any of his fellow slaves and had 30 minutes to impress the
"Supreme Judge"(Me!)... with his tortures and nasty/dirty uses.

To my delight, Butch chose Todd.

As submissive as Butch obviously was, there were times when he switched
over in a big way... and this was one of them. Shit... he was a quarterback
after all... and quarterbacks have to take charge... and take charge he
did. And in so doing, he opened a new door for us all!

Now if ever there was a picture of the proverbial "deer caught in the
headlights", it was the look on Todd's face as Butch "ordered" him to be
tied down, bent over David' weight lifting bench.

He made sure they did a good job. When they were done, Todd was completely
immobilized, with his ass open and exposed, and his cock and balls hanging
down.

Butch gave his ass a really hard slap and snarled, "Okay `tough guy', let's
see just how tough you are!"

I didn't think that Butch had thought this through very well. Todd would be
going last, and would probably choose to torture Butch as a payback.

To this day, I'm not sure if Butch thought about that. Then again, knowing
Butch he just might have done that on purpose. Hell, he did like to be
challenged.

And speaking of challenges, Todd had a big one.

He watched wide-eyed from his tied down position as Butch placed the large
carrot and cucumber on the floor in front of him and proceeded to grease
them up with the Ben-Gay. Yea, he passed over the Baby Oil.

Butch chuckled as he lathered them up, "Yea tough guy, you seem smart
enough to figure out where these are going. Hell the mood I'm in, you may
get something else."

At that point, Butch grabbed his hard cock and gave it a few strokes.

Todd trembled some more.

I am pretty sure that this was when this "door" was opened. For sure, after
David's birthday weekend, "anal" play and tortures entered into our club
stuff in a very big way.

Now I was "savvy" enough to figure out where this was going. Billy, Brad
and Curt weren't at first, but picked up on it rather quickly when Butch
started working the carrot into Todd's ass.

That was when I saw Butch's "dark side" completely for the first time. Yea,
I had experienced it a little bit before, but this was different. It was
like Butch had turned into a demon or something.

He started slapping Todd's ass over and over again and shouting...

"Come on you dumbass pansy punk! Say it LOUD! Like you want it! FUCK ME!
FUCK ME HARD!"

Wow.

I had heard that word, but not quite like this.

"SMACCCCCCK!"

"Say it! Prick! Fuck me hard! I can tell you want it you little candy ass!"

Butch shoved the carrot in further and Todd snarled back, "FUCK YOU!"

And so it went on!

Butch showed no signs of being worried about paybacks as he ruthlessly used
the carrot and then the cucumber on Todd.

He was like a madman! He kept smacking Todd's skinny white ass as it turned
red, demanding that Todd ask to be fucked.

Todd kept snapping back, "FUCK YOU!"

The cucumber was the worst part for Todd. It was long and rather
fate. Butch had to struggle to force it into Todd's tight hole. I swore I
could hear the sound of tearing as he forced it deeper and deeper inside.

Todd grunted and groaned and panted as he tried to handle the pain. As hard
as he tried, he just couldn't handle it. When the cucumber was almost all
the way in, his eyes filled with tears and he cried out, "OH GOD! SHIT THAT
FUCKING HURTS! AGGGGGGGHHHHH!!!!! DAMN!!!!! SHIT. Pull that DAMN thing out
of me! SHIT!!!! AGGGGGHHH"

Butch totally ignored Todd's pleas. He twisted the cucumber around as he
plunged it in and out, over and over again.

Now, I don't know, but I think there were about five minutes left of
Butch's time when the "big event" happened. Well, at least it was big for
most of us.

Butch made a big show about greasing his own cock with Ben-Gay and
chuckling, "I can handle this... can you?"

At that point we went into a sort of "slo-motion"... at least memory wise.

All of us, including David, stared totally wide eyed, as Butch "mounted"
Todd. Yea "mounted" is the best way to describe it.

Billy, Curt and Brad watched as Butch positioned himself carefully, and
then plunged himself into Todd's quivering ass.

Todd screamed of course and shouted at Butch as Butch pumped in and out!

"FUCK YOU! ... AGGGH!... I will get you for this! I SWEAR! FUCK YOU
BASTARD!" And so on.

Man Butch was like a wild man s he rammed into Todd over and over.

Even with the cord tied around his cock, Butch was able to cum inside
Todd. I don't know how much it was, but knowing Butch, it was probably
still a lot.

SO... I guess there wasn't much in the way of torture as we were expecting
at that point, but as the "Supreme Judge" I was impressed and smiled when
Todd was released and had a hard time standing up.

------- ANOTHER STRANGE TWIST --------

Okay, David was up next and he could choose any of the slaves for torture
and abuse of any kind. Once again, the goal being to impress me... the
judge.

Though he was a big jock, David was not a total dumb one. He was actually
rather clever. He knew his goal was to impress the judge and so he went
with something TOTALLY unexpected.

"Ahhh... Okay, I chose me!" he smirked.

Hell... long story short, and after a bunch of arguing we ended up
deciding...that... according to the rules that we had put together, he
could do that... bottom line though was that I was still judging!

LOL! Extra credit already for David's "creativity!"

What was even more impressive was the way David set up his own torture.

He directed us to tie him down on his back on the weight bench so he
couldn't move at all.

Next he had us all get a bunch of rubber bands out of the cupboard. We were
to use the rubber bands on his cock and balls... you know... like stretch
them out and then snap them.

David also insisted that we get him boned again before his time started.

It took a little doing and a lot of fondling and rubbing by Curt to get
David boned again. As soon as he was though, we started the torture. I
still can't believe David was able to be that hard on himself.

He directed his own torture well, and egged us all on.

We snapped his cock and balls as hard and as fast as we could. David winced
and gasped, but kept urging us on...

"Come on, you guys can do better than that! This is supposed to be
torture... so do it hard!"

And so we did!

I think the loudest gasps came when Todd "snapped this big rubber band into
David's balls. Todd really seemed to be enjoying that.

We were about halfway through David'[s time, when he decided to add
something else. I guess he didn't want to lose. We were snapping away when
he grunted, "Okay, one of you straddle the bunch so I can lick your hole."

Curt, Brad and Billy glanced at each other and blushed. They were still a
little shy apparently.

Well Todd wasn't! He pulled off his shorts again, straddled the bench and
crouched down so that David could reach his ass crack.

David tilted his head up and began licking Todd's crack and hole.

Todd moaned with delight, all the while he kept attacking David's balls
with that thick rubber band.

What cries David made from the pain were muffled by Todd's ass.

By the time the 30 minutes were up, David's cock and balls were covered
with these nasty little red marks. He was sweating, and like Todd during
his time on the bench, he had tears in his eyes.

So, anyway, there we were. Todd's turn had finally arrived. Predictably, he
chose Butch.

I was sort of hoping that Todd would do something lame. I so wanted him to
lose and get the two hours of "extreme" torture.

He didn't make my decision easy at all. The things he came up with for
Butch were really tough, and I must admit very creative.

Butch's torture went like this...

Todd directed us to take him out in the back yard, behind the club
house. He got things started by having Butch spread his legs and crouch
down so that his knees were like at a 90 degree angle.

He placed this pole on the ground and tied Butch's ankles to each end.

Then he tied a piece of rope around Butch's balls and tied the other end to
the pole. In that position, if Butch tried to straighten up, the rope would
tug on his balls.

That was cool enough but got even better, or worse, depending on your
outlook.

Todd took two long pieces of "fish line", tied "slip knots" in the end of
both, and slid them over Butch's cock... one was at the base, the other
just under his cock head.

He tossed the lines up over a tree branch that was overhead and proceeded
to finish his nasty plan.

Butch was ordered to hold his arms out to his side with his palms up. Todd
tied the ends of the fish lines around Butch's wrists and placed a rock in
each of his hands. He made sure the lines were really taught.

That's when this part of his scheme became clear... If Butch lowered his
arms at all, the slip knots would tighten on his cock. Since it was fish
line, it would really bite in.

Man I was really impressed. Seeing Butch like that was exciting. It didn't
take long for him to start to shake and quiver. Even though he was in great
shape, the position he was in was very "challenging."

After about 10 minutes, I could tell by the look on his face, and the way
that he was breathing that he was in distress. His thigh and arm muscles
were throbbing. He tried to straighten up and relieve the stress on his
legs but paid for every attempt with pain to his balls.

I must admit, this wasn't what I had expected from Todd. I was thinking he
would flog Butch, or something like that. This form of torture was actually
more fun to watch.

I guess for Butch, those 30 minutes must have seemed to be a lot longer.

After awhile his arms started really shaking and began dropping down. Each
time, pain shot through his cock as the fish line loops bit into that
sensitive flesh.

One of the most interesting thing about those dang fish line loops was
that, as soon as Butch forced his arms back up, they loosened up... and
then were all ready again, to tighten when his arms dropped.

Now, by the time the 30 minutes were up, Butch was a real mess. Once again
he was drenched in sweat. His arms and legs were really quivering and he
had to be helped back inside.

Once we were back in, all eyes turned to me... the "judge" for our crazy
contest.

My mind was racing. I was having a tough time deciding who had done the
best job. All of them had been good and to say that one was the worst was a
problem.

The boys had the "slaves" line up side by side, get down on their knees,
spread their legs and place their hands behind their heads.

I was in a sort of "hog heaven" as I looked at that lineup... three naked
teenage boys, down on their knees, waiting for me to decide who would
endure those two hours of "extreme" torture.

All three of them were breathing hard and sweating. Though they didn't know
exactly what that "extreme" torture and/or humiliation would be, I was
certain all three knew that their teenage manly parts would be the target
for most of it.

Man, it was so hard to decide.

My first inclination was to declare a three way tie... but I decided
against that.

I was sort of close to panicking when an idea popped into my head about how
to break the tie.

I glanced down the line and noted that all three guys had lost their
boners... so without further thought I just blurted out, "Okay, this is a
really close call. It's sort of a three way tie. You all did great,
so... to break the tie, we'll do this... when I say `go' each of you will
grab your cock and stroke yourself until you are totally boned... and I
mean boned so that your cock is sticking straight up on it's own! You can
only use one hand and must keep the other one behind your head..."

"The last guy to get `stand-up' boned, is the loser and will get the two
hours of extreme torture."

Under the circumstances it was the best I could do. Thankfully, no one
complained.

Once again I have another vivid memory of some older naked teenage boys
following my instructions.

When I said "GO!", All three grabbed their cocks and started stroking like
crazy.

They all seemed intent on winning, or at least not losing.

Now I could be wrong about this, but I think that at some point, Butch's
"masochistic" and submissive side took over again. I'm not saying that he
lost deliberately, but he did seem to pause and slow down at times.

David got boned the quickest, followed by Todd, and then Butch.

Todd smart-mouthed Butch for losing.

And so there we were, Butch would suffer the extreme torture for two
hours. I had hoped it would be Todd, but what the heck, I figured his time
would come.

The question now, was what would those extreme tortures and/or humiliations
include?

I decided to send Butch outside to wait while we decided his fate.

When he was gone, I told the others that just about anything would go. The
key thing was that everything was supposed to be "extreme."

--------- "EXTREME" PLANNING --------

We had sort of a wild time doing the planning for Butch's torture
session. Todd came up with some very nasty things. He had to be toned down
a little with some of them. The ideas that we said no to were branding and
also burning him with cigarette butts. They were too extreme.

Billy, Curt and Brad came up with an idea for a sort of rack torture.

There was an old long work table at the back of the club house. The plan
was to stretch Butch out on it and use weights tied to his ankles and
wrists that would be hung off the ends of the table. David had plenty of
weights for his weight lifting bench, so that would be pretty easy to do.

They also wanted to shave off Butch's pubic hair. Todd and David got
involved with that idea, and expanded it to all the hair below his
neck. Todd suggested we also shave his head, but we figured that would be
too hard to explain.

We figured that it would be a good time to torture Butch in other ways
while he was stretched out like that.

David suggested we do some stuff with ice... like rub cubes on his cock,
balls and nipples, and stick some inside his ass. He also came up with a
plan to stick a plastic stir stick down inside Butch's cock and tap on
it. We thought that would be good. I cautioned the others that we had to be
careful with that though, so as not to injure him.

And so the planning continued.

Todd came up with some ideas for some things outside. As he had been made
to do earlier, Butch would get pissed on by all of us. He also came up with
the idea to use the garden hose on Butch in a nasty way.

It had a plastic nozzle on the end. He planned to grease the nozzle up,
stick it inside Butch's hole and then slowly turn the water on. Butch would
have to hold the water in as long as possible.

Now, at first, two hours seemed like a long time, but with all the things
we came up with, it seemed really short.

We decided at some point that, we would hang Butch by his wrists from the
loft and then whip and paddle him. Oh yea, and weights would be hung from
his ankles and also his balls.

Our planning continued with some more nasty ideas.

Todd pushed for tying Butch down and having all of us fuck him. Billy and
the others did seem a little shy about that one, but went along with it
David and Todd's, "no-so-gentle" chiding. It was typical shit like, "Come
on! You guys chicken or what? You won't believe how good it feel! Haven't
you ever heard of a `gang-bang'?" and so on.

Actually I was looking forward to watching that. The plan was that whenever
it was your turn, you would have to get totally naked. Yea, it would be fun
watching Butch get "mounted" by everyone.

Oh and yea, while that was happening, Butch would have to be licking
someone's hole. That was David's idea. He wanted the others to get a chance
to feel just how great that was.

Some where a long the line, we also decided to "expand" things. Man, this
seemed to happen every time we did things like this. Like the guys in the
"club", these guys were fascinated by the idea of having penalties.

Looking back, it was sort of funny. Hell, Butch had to do whatever we
wanted anyway, but we didn't really think about that.

The plan was that, when we started, Butch would be told that, if he
screamed or "begged" at any point, extra time would be added to his
"extreme" torture period.

We would add 15 minutes to his time, for each infraction. That seemed to
make it more fun... to have a sort of competitive element in things.

We were just about finished with our planning, when Billy asked, "Hey, what
about Todd and David? Aren't they supposed to be doing slave stuff?"

We had almost forgotten that. David and Todd were, indeed, supposed to be
slaves. Thinking fast, once again, I said, "Yea, they are. They'll help us
with Butch's thing, but we'll make them do some stuff during it, and of
course, afterwards. So you guys be thinking about what you want these other
two slave boys to do, during and afterwards. Remember, you guys have them
for the rest of the weekend."

I think David and Todd were a little concerned when they saw the wicked
grins on the other boys' faces. Yea, it would be a long, and interesting
night for sure.

It was while we were getting things "set-up" for Butch, when Billy pulled
me aside, and told me one of their ideas for the three teen slave boys. He
wanted to hear what I thought.

It definitely was on the tame side, and simple, but also fun.

Basically, all three slave boys would have to sleep naked. No surprise
there. But in addition, they would have their hands tied behind their backs
and their ankles tied together.

Billy, Curt and Brad would jack them off, all through the night. Billy
giggled that he wanted to see just how many times he could make Todd
"shoot".

It sounded good to me. I already knew that guys that age liked to shoot a
lot, but also, that after awhile, it sort of became more like torture and
not as pleasurable. I explained that to Billy and he got a wicked grin on
his face as he looked at Todd, up in the loft.

That's when I had a wicked thought of my own.

I wasn't sure how often we would actually be able to get together for
Todd's initiations. He didn't live all that close. It occurred to me that
it might be fun to involve Billy in this thing.

I could come up with some crazy explanation and have Billy put Todd through
stuff while I listened on the phone. I figured that would be tough for
Todd. He was, after all, 13 and Billy was about two years younger. Yea, the
more I thought about it, the more it sounded like fun.

It didn't take all that long for us to complete our preparations.

We had decided to do the pissing and garden hose thing first, while Butch
was still outside.

We must have looked like a group of "executioners" as we approached Butch,
who was kneeling under a tree, with his hands behind his back. Not
surprisingly, he was still totally boned up.

Butch really did like this stuff a lot. He did blush somewhat as we
approached and trembled slightly.

Todd looked down at Butch and said, "Okay, now we get to see just how much
of a tough guy you really are!"

TO BE CONTINUED...



FINAL STORY NOTES:

So there it is. Finally, another Chapter in Butch's story. As I have said,
these things actually did happen. My only embellishment here is the
dialogue I have included, which is in keeping with the events.

I do plan to continue the "Boys Love Torture" series soon and by popular
request will be focusing more on the teens some more... well with the
exception of the college aged "twins" and the college quarterback.

As far as this series is concerned, I plan to continue it as well. We
really did do a lot of this stuff, especially me and Butch. I'll finish up
relating the final events that happened at David's party, including Butch's
"extreme" torture session. Then I'll move on.

Sadly, I won't be able to relate some of the things that we had planned to
do, for one simple reason... we changed our minds, and/or just forgot about
them. Hell, that's the way we were.

Not to worry though, we did get into some nasty stuff with Sean and young
Ricky. Hopefully I'll get to that soon.

Once again, I'll state that I love to hear from readers. I'll try to
respond when I can. For those who are interested, my "Story Support Site"
is back up. It was down for a little while. If I haven't sent you the link
yet and you want it, write me and I will send it.

One of the things I enjoy is hearing about "initiation" type experiences
... no matter how simple or intense. So if you've had any, please send me
an email.

Thanks for reading.

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