Date: Fri, 20 Aug 2004 14:21:38 -0400 From: Scott Westwood Subject: Butch's Story- Chapter 5 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 and/or web-sites without permission from the author. You may, however, send it to your friends in any form you wish, as long as no changes are made to this file. 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. Constructive comments and suggestions are appreciated. Flames will be cheerfully (and totally) ignored. Butch's Story- Chapter 5 (True, BB, b/B, bb, discipline, spanking, oral, anal, cbt, bd, sm) Copyright (c) 2004 by Scotty Westwood ********************************** STORY NOTES: Despite how it may seem, we didn't do this 'stuff' everyday. Although, we did do it a lot. In between all the "nasty fun stuff" we did what all boys do... played sports... played games... talked tough and dirty... and just hung out. I could recount all of that as well, but who would care! So, suffice it to say, I'll continue to focus on the "nasty fun stuff" and let you fill in the blanks in between. Speaking of those blanks, I suspect I should reiterate and confirm a couple of things regarding our supervision. Once again, since I am focusing on those "nasty fun times" it might seem that we had very little parental controls. Well, believe it or not we did have a lot of parental controls and supervision, BUT, there were a lot of holes, and we DID take advantage of them. The most glaring and 'convenient' were at Butch's house. His dad worked the night shift a lot... and so did his mother. They had babysitters up until about a year before 'Butch's Story' began. After that, the parents just assumed that the "boys" were old enough to take care of themselves. Needless to say, that was perfect for us. Oh yes, and as crazy as it may sound, my parents never seemed to pick up on the fact that there was no "proper supervision" on the many evenings I spent over at their house. That included some "sleep over" nights when Butch's parents had the midnight shift. Those were the days! ********************************** Chapter 5 The Chair of Hell So there I was, in one of my most favorite positions and situations. That "warm" feeling was in total control of me and it was enabling me to exercise the authority I needed. In a few years, I'd start referring to that "warm" feeling as being horny. But for now, I was just "warm." And speaking of being warm... there I was with Butch standing in front of me, naked, sweating, legs spread, hands clasped behind his head and with this really cool boner. Not to mention the fact, that there was a piece of thin rope tied around the base of his cock and around his nice ball sack. I gave his balls another squeeze and demanded, "Come on Butch, tell me everything right now and be quick about it. Give the short version of what's been going on. And don't worry, you will be telling me ALL the details soon enough!" I gave his balls a real hard squeeze and he moaned. I looked at his face and his cheeks were blushing a bright red. Butch took a deep breath, swallowed and started stammering, "Uh... well... I'm sorry I didn't tell you Scott-ster... I guess I was sorta embarrassed and all... but... uh... after you made Mikey and me do some of those club initiation things... I... um... got kinda excited and worked up and started dreaming about making Mikey do some more... tougher stuff." All of a sudden a thought popped into my mind and I went with it. I slid my hand along the underside of Butch's hard cock, took hold of it and started gently stroking it. "Hmmmm, so Butch-man, did you do this to yourself while you were 'dreaming' about doing that tougher stuff to poor Mikey?" I snickered. Butch hissed, sucked in some air and blushed even more as he moaned, "Yeaaaaa." I let go of his cock and ordered, "Position 2!" Butch dropped to his knees, spread them wide and placed his hands behind his back. I looked down at him and smiled. "Okay Butch, you jack yourself off nice and slow as you tell me what happened next! But don't you dare shoot yet." Butch's eyes widened. I could tell, that in spite of all we'd done, this was really humiliating for him. It was also incredibly exciting for me. I mean think about it, I was 11, and had the 14 year old junior varsity quarterback, naked, on his knees, and jacking himself off as he reveled his personal fantasies. Man it was great. Butch gave one last pleading look, then took hold of his cock and started stroking it. "Uh... well... I started thinking about tying Mikey up and torturing him... that's when I started doing... the uh... torture box thing..." he lowered his eyes in embarrassment. I smiled and asked, "But Butch, I thought you were imagining it was you being tortured?" Butch swallowed and said meekly, "Uh... well, most of the time, it was... but sometimes I thought about doing it to Mikey... and one day... he caught me doing it to myself... I let him do some stuff to me... and then he let me tie him up and do the same to him." "And so, he got pissed cause you did too much?" I inquired. Butch was looking flushed and his breathing was becoming deeper. "Ahhh... uhh... not that time... you see... I uh... made this deal with him later on..." Butch was stroking harder now and he was getting really worked up. "Oh God, Scott-ster, do I really have to tell you the rest... it's pretty dirty and bad!" he pleaded. I laughed and snarled, "Yes you do Butch, and right now! Unless you want to wait and say the rest in front of Mikey and Skippy, they should be down any minute!" Butch moaned, sucked in a lot of air in quick breaths and blurted out, "I uh... let him torture me with a bunch of things from the box... and he agreed to let me torture him a new way for one night." "And that 'new' way... was that this Chair of Hell thing?" Butch could only manage a nod. I thought for a moment. I was wondering what was taking Mikey and Skippy so long. I thought about what I should do about the chair thing. Then I looked down at Butch again and said, "Okay Butch, you're going to tell me more about the chair later. It sounds like you did put Mikey into it and tortured him, right?" Butch managed a meek, "Yea." "And that's why he seems a little pissed?" I added. Butch nodded, "Yea... I made it pretty tough." I thought some more and started hearing footsteps upstairs. "Butch one last quick question... have you done any more of this 'stuff' with any other guys, besides the ones in the club?" Butch's mouth dropped open. He looked at me wide eyed. Man, like I couldn't have guessed that! Then he lowered his head and mumbled, "Yea... a little... but not as much as with the club, or with you." I knew I had very little time left, so I made the move I had just decided on. I knelt beside Butch and whispered in his ear, "Okay Butch-man, I'm going to give you some punishment orders for not telling me this before. Do you understand?" Butch sucked in some air and muttered, "Yes, Sir." "Okay, first of all, you will show me that chair before I leave tonight," I demanded. Butch nodded, and said, "Yes Sir." I smiled and continued, "And as for your punishment, during the time we have left, anytime I say, 'DO IT', you will get down on your knees and start jacking off." Butch swallowed and nodded. He of course knew that meant he would be jacking off in front of his two younger brothers. I laughed and added, "And, anytime I say 'SUCK' you will kneel down in front of Skippy or Mikey and beg him to let you suck his cock." Butch stammered, "Oh God, Scotty... please... ahhhh... does it have to be that?" He was still stroking his cock and blushing like mad. "YES! It does Butch. That's part of your punishment!" I demanded. Butch nodded and started trembling. "And finally Butch, whenever I say 'SPANK' or 'WHIP', you will get down in Position Five (the one where you get down on all fours, lower your chest to the floor and rest your face on your arms with your butt sticking up). Then you will ask Skippy to spank or whip your bare butt." Butch moaned. "Understood Butch?" Butch nodded and managed to blurt out a sorrowful, "Yes... sssir." Just then I heard the basement door open. "Okay Butch, stop jacking, and wait in Position Two." Butch put his hands behind his back and waited. His cock was throbbing and I could tell he was just aching to shoot (uh... cum). I looked up the stairs and saw an unbelievable sight. Skippy was following Mikey down the stairs slowly. Mikey was still naked, of course with his hands tied behind his back and his cock and balls were still all tied up. The surprise was the fact that Mikey was blindfolded and Skippy had stripped down to his white briefs. As they reached the bottom of the stairs, Skippy noticed Butch kneeling on the other side of the room and smiled. He looked at me with this wicked smile, glanced at Mikey and Butch's boners and said, "So what's up... besides my two older brothers, Scotty?" I rolled my eyes and laughed, "Not too much Skippy, thought you'd like to get in on a little fun." Skippy's face broadened into a big smile, then he dropped it and looked at me suspiciously, "Uh, Scotty, what'll I have to do? Is this gonna cost me?" I laughed, "No Skippy, this will be for free." Skippy smiled again, then looked back and forth between his two naked brothers. I could see Skippy's little boner sticking up inside his tight briefs. "So what now Scotty?" he squeaked. "Well, first things first. Take Mikey's blindfold off and have him kneel beside Butch." Skippy hurried to comply, and soon had Mikey kneeling beside Butch. Both had their hands behind their backs (though Mikey's were tied). And both had nice hard boners. Mikey's seemed to be hurting quite a bit from the ropes digging into it. Now, about this time, I started getting really warm myself and felt the urge to get into the act a little more. I looked at Skippy and giggled, "So Skippy, why did you strip down to your under shorts?" Skippy laughed and said, "Oh, I don't know, it seemed like the right thing to do... and besides, I didn't take my clothes off, I had Mikey do it for me." I looked at Mikey and asked coyly, "Is that right Mikey?" Now it was Mikey's turn to blush as he nodded. "That must have been tough with your hands tied," I offered. Mikey lowered his eyes and Skippy giggled again, "Oh he managed, I told him he had to do it to get me to come down stairs, but I was nice, I let him use his tied hands and his mouth and teeth." Now it was my turn to giggle, "I would have liked to watch that." Skippy gave me this impish little smile, like he was reading my mind. "Uh, Scotty, maybe you'd be a little more comfortable if you had fewer clothes on," he smirked. That warm feeling rushed over me like a tidal wave and I looked at Mikey. "Hey Mikey, I think that's a great idea. Get over here and show me how you helped Skippy get comfortable!" Mikey sighed sadly, got to his feet and walked over to me. Skippy suggested I sit down to start with, so I took a seat on Butch's weight bench. Mikey knelt beside me, bent over, took hold of the bottom of my T-shirt with his teeth and pulled part of it out of the waist band of my shorts. Then he worked his way around me, pulling more of my shirt out in little bits. It didn't take him long to get it completely free. Then he stood in a crouch, turned around and took hold of my shirt with his bound hands. It took a little doing, but he managed to slide my shirt up and over my head with just a little help from me. Skippy laughed, "Now for the real fun parts." Mikey looked like he would die at any moment. This was a humiliating task in itself. But to have to do it in front of your brothers, while naked, well that was even worse. And yet, Mikey's cock did seem to like it. It was just as hard as before, maybe even harder. Butch seemed to be enjoying the little show as well. I smiled and decided to heat things up a little more. I looked at Butch and shouted, "Butch, DO IT!" Butch's mouth dropped open as he snapped out of a little daze. Skippy and Mikey looked at Butch. He blushed brightly, looked at me imploringly for sympathy and saw none. Then he pulled his hand from behind his back and started to slowly stroke his cock. Skippy and Mikey stared in awe as they watched their older brother, shamelessly pleasuring himself in front of them. Their looks seemed to make Butch blush more and stroke a little faster. After a few moments, I broke their daze as I declared, "Okay Mikey, get on with it." Mikey dropped to his knees and proceeded to untie my shoes with his teeth and mouth. It took a lot of effort and he was sweating by the time he had my laces loose enough. Then he turned around again and gestured with his hands. I lifted my feet one at a time and let him take my shoes off. Skippy broke in at that point and said, "Hey Scotty, just have him pull your socks halfway off with his hands, then make him pull them the rest of the way with his teeth." Mikey sighed. He did just as Skippy said though. He used his hands to work my socks halfway off, then turned around, knelt and pulled my socks the rest of the way with his teeth. It was while he was kneeling like this, with his face next to the ground, and tugging at my socks with his teeth that we heard Butch moan loudly. We all looked at Butch. He had his eyes locked on Mikey's naked, kneeling body and was stroking himself like crazy. He looked like he would shoot at any moment. I shouted, "BUTCH, STOP now!" Butch pulled his hand off his cock and placed it behind his back. He was breathing hard and his cock was really throbbing. I was going crazy myself and couldn't wait to get completely into things, so I ordered Mikey to finish undressing me quickly. He pulled my socks off, then got into a crouch and sat on my lap. His bound hands fumbled with the snap on my shorts, but soon had it open and pulled my zipper down. I had him stand up, then I stood behind him and let him pull my shorts down and off. And there I stood, in just my own white briefs and with a boner to match Skippy's. Well, it was a little bigger than Skippy's. Skippy looked at me, "So, what's next?" he inquired. I laughed and said, "Heck, I think it's time for a special lesson from your older brothers Skippy. You'll like this!" I grabbed Mikey's bound arms, led him over in front of Butch, and commanded, "Mikey, Position Two!" Mikey, thought for a moment, then dropped to his knees. Skippy watched wide eyed. "Butch, Position Three!" Now Butch thought for a moment, then remembering, pulled his knees together a little, sat back on his feet and slowly lowered his upper back to the floor behind him. This position put a lot of strain on Butch's thighs, stomach and back muscles and it looked great. Especially with his cock sticking up in the air the way it was. Skippy and Mikey looked at Butch's great body. They were clearly excited by what was happening. I was too of course and decided to get right to the heart of the matter and drop the big bomb. I couldn't wait to watch the brothers' reactions to my next orders. I knelt between Mikey and Butch and patted them both gently on their inner thighs. "You know, guys, I think it's about time you two passed on some special knowledge to your little brother!" The tone in my voice was pretty clear and threatening. Butch and Mikey both trembled at the same time and took deep breaths. Skippy was all eyes. I crawled back a little, grabbed Mikey's hard bound cock and pulled him towards Butch's spread legs. He crawled along on his knees and I saw his eyes widen. I squeezed his cock hard and laughed, "Okay Mikey, now, I want you to give your little brother the first lesson. Show Skippy what Butch did to you for 13 minutes on Tuesday night by doing the same thing to Butch!" Mikey's mouth dropped open and he started to shake. Butch moaned. It was like this great humiliation bomb had fallen from the sky. Mikey pleaded, "Oh man Scotty, please not that... please!" I bent Mikey's hard cock down and he groaned. "No more complaining Mikey, just do it! NOW!" I shouted. Mikey considered for a few more moments. I was a little scared that he would tell me to "Screw the promotion" thing. I held my breath and then smiled as he inched closer to Butch's painfully bent and spread legs. He was too worked up to stop now and that musty musk smell was everywhere. Mikey looked down ay Butch's groin, took a deep breath and began licking Butch's bound balls. Skippy and Butch moaned at the same moment. I smacked Mikey on his bare butt and he immediately moved his tongue up Butch's cock. He crawled in closer between Butch's knees so that he could get a better angle, then opened his mouth wide and sucked the tip of Butch's throbbing cock between his lips. Butch shook all over and Skippy sighed, "Oh WOW!" Skippy's "WOW" seemed to drive Mikey on further and he was soon sucking and slurping Butch's cock like crazy. Skippy's boner pushed the front of his briefs out a little more, at least it seemed that way. I was going crazy with the warm feelings and gave in completely. Skippy was sitting on the edge of the weight bench which was positioned beside Mikey and Butch. He had a perfect seat for this dirty little show. It was now absolutely clear to me that, despite the occasional protest, both brothers were excited by being humiliated in this way. True they were actually somewhat embarrassed at being made to do things in front of others, especially each other and they would try to resist. But the resistance just seemed to add to their excitement and they really seemed extra excited when it seemed like they were being forced to do things against their will. I sensed all this, though I couldn't have verbalized it at the time. The warm feelings led me on and I knew it was time to increase their level of humiliation. I knelt beside Butch's head and whispered in his ear, loudly enough for everyone to hear, "Okay Butch, Skippy needs to learn about this, so you tell him what Mikey is doing to you." Butch was caught up in the sensation of having his cock sucked and of course, with the added excitement of having it done by his own brother, in front of his even younger brother. He moaned and stammered, started to object, then blurted out, "Oh... uhhh God... uh, he's sucking my cock..." I laughed and snarled, "Go ahead Butchy, explain it more, so he knows all about it! And make sure he knows you are talking to him!" I wasn't sure where I was going with this, but it seemed like fun. Butch seemed to blush even more and moaned as Mikey sucked his cock harder. "Uh... well... Skippy... uh, Mikey is sucking my cock... it's called sucking... or sucking a guy off... and uh, also a blow job." Mikey moaned and I smiled. Silly me, I was still too naive I guess, I hadn't heard the blow job thing before. Butch just continued blabbering, lost in the feelings and the humiliation. "Uhhh... girls do this to guys mostly... but guys can do it to... Uhhhhh, it feels great!" Skippy was mesmerized by what was happening, but somehow managed to manage a question, "But Butch, isn't that like being a real homo?" I awaited Butch's answer with eagerness. Back then, the "homo" thing was not in the news all the time and was not a big issue. Sure we all knew what it meant (well sort of). And we all reacted like we had been taught (well sort of) when homo issues came up. It was a bad dirty thing and real homos were bad dirty guys. But, as strange as it seems now, we really did not regard the things we were doing as being "homo." We were smart enough not to spread it around, cause we knew "others" might think it was bad. But, we didn't see it like that. It was just fun. And Butch's answer to Skippy seemed to confirm our simple understanding. "Uhhh... Skippy, it's only 'real homo', if you do it with just guys for the rest of your life!" Man, and there it was, Butch's words of wisdom that would serve us for years to come. And, would help us justify what we were doing. After all, we had "the rest of our lives" ahead of us. Butch's answer seemed to satisfy Skippy. It satisfied me, and drove me on. "So Butch, did you suck anyone else this week, besides Mikey?" I asked mischievously. Butch sighed and Mikey stopped sucking to listen. "Uh yea, I did," he moaned. "WHO?" I demanded. Butch trembled, glanced at Skippy who was on the edge of his seat and clearly enjoying every single thing about this. "Tell Skippy who else you sucked!" I demanded. I knew it was me of course, but wanted to hear Butch admit it in front of Mikey and Skippy. Butch swallowed hard, closed his eyes and said, "Skippy, I sucked Scotty and... I sucked uh... uh..." The "and" took me by surprise. I mean a big surprise. I had assumed Mikey and I were the only ones. And yet, it seemed pretty clear that Butch had sucked someone else and had tripped himself up, in his excitement. As I have said, I was pretty damn good at thinking on my feet back then, especially with this stuff and this situation was no exception. All of a sudden, I knew that Mikey could wait. "Okay Mikey, stop sucking Butch and stand up." He struggled to his feet. I reached between Butch's legs, grabbed his balls and squeezed really hard. "Okay Butch, tell us who else you sucked!" "EEGGGGHHH... oh god no... please Scotty... I just can't! I'll do anything... anything... but please don't make me say!" Man, he seemed very desperate to keep from saying. Which of course meant that he wanted me to get it out of him. I laughed viciously, "Oh don't worry, you don't have to, unless you want to." Butch sighed. "Now, stand up!" I demanded. Butch clambered out of his position and stood up. "Now, untie Mikey's hands!" I snarled. He jumped to obey, and when he was done stood beside Mikey waiting. I glared at Butch and snapped, "So Butch-man, who else did you suck?" He just stood there. I walked over to him and ran my hand over his chest and down to his pubes as Mikey and Skippy watched with big eyes. Needless to say, they were both excited about my control over their big brother and could care less how I got it. "You are going to do whatever I say, aren't you Butch-man? No matter what?" Butch trembled and his cock twitched as he shouted, "Yes SIR!" Saying that in front of his brothers just added to his humiliation and excitement. I smiled at Mikey and Skippy and motioned Skippy to stand in front of Butch. As soon as he was in place, I snapped at Butch, "Okay Butch, SUCK!" Butch gulped and glanced at me. I pointed at Skippy's briefs and smiled. Butch shrugged, dropped to his knees and looked up at Skippy, "Ummm, Skippy, could I please suck you?" Skippy almost fell over. Butch pleaded, "Come on Skippy, let me suck you?" Skippy could only manage a nod. Butch reached up and pulled Skippy's briefs down to his ankles. Then he leaned closer, opened his lips and pulled his brother's cock into his mouth. Skippy started moaning almost immediately. I let this go on for a few minutes, then I ordered Butch to stand. "So, are you ready to tell us who else you sucked yet, Butch?" Butch just stood there. One of the crazy things about this whole thing was that Butch was readily following every one of my orders. But, questions didn't seem like orders for some weird reason. I sensed this, of course, and could have "ordered" him to tell me, but, heck, where would the fun have been in that. Instead, I decided on a "fun" way to get it out of him. I put Butch in position one and pulled Skippy and Mikey across the room. Skippy had stepped out of his briefs and was naked and boned like his brothers. "Okay, guys, here's the deal... I want to know who Butch sucked and it's going to be up to you two to get him to tell," I whispered. That got their attention. I glanced at the wall clock. There were only forty minutes left before I had to be home. "So, you guys are going to have 35 minutes to get it out of Butch!" They looked at each other and smiled. "And if you do, you'll both get promotions in the club. You'll be a sergeant Skippy, and Mikey will get his Lieutenant rank, when he also completes the rest of the orders he got tonight." They seemed pleased with that and I could tell by their nasty looks that they were already thinking ahead. "So, are you guys willing?" I snickered. They both nodded and then Mikey said the greatest thing. "Uh, Scotty, can we use the Chair of Hell?" Skippy looked confused and I decided the moment had arrived to bring Skippy into the fold... besides, I was anxious to see this thing. "Sure Mikey, use it! And don't worry about Butch, he's NOT gonna get back at you guys." They smiled and nodded. I turned to Butch and announced, "Okay Butch, go get the Chair of Hell NOW!" Butch's eyes widened, but he did not complain. Instead, he turned and walked towards the furnace room. I followed along, curious to see where this chair lived. Butch went into the furnace room and passed through it to this storage room behind it. It was stacked high with all kinds of junk. He move some stuff around and then finally emerged with what looked like an old broken chair. Well, that's the way it looked at first glance. He carried it back into the rec room and set it down. Judging by his sweat, it was heavier than it looked. And then I got a good look at it. It was an old wooden chair with arms. At one time it had a woven wicker seat and back, but the wicker parts were now gone and the seat and back had these big wide open holes. I also noticed some "additions" to the chair. The weirdest and most obvious one was on the front of the seat, in the center. Someone had pounded six large nails into the narrow part of the seat, in front of the big hole where the wicker once was. The nails were in a V shape pointing towards the hole and the two nails at the bottom of the V were just a couple inches apart. The nails weren't pounded in all the way and stuck up several inches. The top of the seat had also been covered completely with some very coarse sandpaper. This meant that anyone sitting in the chair would scratch the bottom of his thighs and the sides of his butt if he tried to squirm around. The legs of the chair had these small metal pulley's screwed into them and there were two heavy metal hooks screwed into the back of the chair arms. Of course Butch knew what was coming, so he looked at me and inquired, "I guess I should go ahead and get in the chair, Huh Scott-ster?" I laughed and said, "Yea, unless you are ready to tell me who else you sucked!" Butch managed a weak smile and climbed onto the chair. It was fun to watch, and educational. He stood in front of the chair and slowly lowered his butt onto the open seat. As he did, he pulled his balls out in front of him and "dropped" them into the V formed by the nails and I immediately got the picture. Once he was settled in the chair, his balls were stretched out in front of him and held in place by the two nails that formed the bottom of the V. His butt was also protruding through the hole in the seat, like a toilet seat. I knew there was more to come and managed to contain my excitement. Butch turned to Mikey and snapped, "Come on Mikey, you know what to do next!" Mikey jumped then proceeded to complete the setup. Hell, he had been in the chair and knew what to do. I watched in fascination as Mikey proceeded to secure Butch to the chair. First, he tied Butch's wrists and elbows to the armrests. Then, he pulled Butch's ankles back on either side of the chair and tied them to the rungs underneath. Ropes were tied around Butch's knees and secured to the front corners of the chair. Finally, he passed ropes around Butch's chest and waist and secured them to the corners of the chair back. I looked in awe and realized that Butch was totally immobilized and that his cock and balls were exposed in a most obscene and open position. Not to mention the fact that his butt was hanging through the hole in the seat. And, those little pulleys on the chair legs weren't even being used yet. When he was satisfied, Mikey turned to me and gave me an inquisitive look. We still had thirty minutes left. I looked at Butch and then at his two excited brothers and said, "Okay, guys, make Butch tell me who he sucked! NOW! You have 25 minutes to make him talk!" Butch moaned as I sat down to watch. Man, the biggest thing I remember is that I was so excited by the prospect of getting to watch as Mikey and Skippy were turned loose on Butch! I had no doubt, that Mikey's nasty self would take over and get Butch to talk. And so I sat and watched... OH and yes, I did feel my boner. Mikey looked at Butch, grabbed his own cock and growled, "Hey shit head big brother, you like seeing my cock hard and bound like this, don't you?" Butch tried hard to avert his eyes, but he couldn't. He kept glancing back at Mikey's hard cock. Mikey laughed and turned to Skippy, "Hey Skippy, get that blindfold and put it on our 'big' brother'... I don't want him looking at our "weenies" anymore! Skippy picked up Mikey's former blindfold and covered Butch's eyes as Mikey leaned close to Butch's ear and chuckled, "Yea big brother, don't want to spoil the surprises either!" "Now, when you are ready to talk, all you have to do is nod your head!" Mikey then scooped up his and Butch's discarded jocks. He balled up his own jock, forced it into Butch's mouth and then stretched Butch's sweaty jock over his face. Butch started moaning. Despite the fact that we were running short on time, Mikey took a moment to explain another thing about the chair. He told me that the position Butch was in was the one where his balls were under the most restraint. Trapped as they were in the V of nails, he could not jerk around much, cause if he did, he'd hurt his own balls by pulling them against the nails. This also kept his butt closer to the front of the chair. He went on to say, that one of the other positions was to put him in the chair, sitting back a little further, and then bend his hard cock down and lay it between the nails of the V. Some leather strips would be stretched from nail to nail, above his cock, to keep it down. This also meant that his balls would hang down through the front of the hole in the chair bottom. That's where the little pulley's came in. In that case, thin rope would be tied around his balls and then pulled down and run through a pulley (or pulleys, if you separated the balls). That was for ball sack stretching tortures. Man, my mind was racing with the possibilities. Mikey, smiled and said, "I guess we better get going." I nodded and watched in total fascination as Mikey gathered up a few more items and return to the chair. One of the items he held was a fly swatter. It had a short wire handle and a nice sized plastic mesh swatter end. Wasting no time, he knelt down, looked at the underside of the chair's seat, and quickly slid the swatter between two flat brackets that had been screwed underneath. He lined it up, so that the "swatter" portion was pressing against Butch's bare bottom. Then he looked up and said, "Hey, Scotty and Skippy, watch this!" He grabbed the end of the swatter and forced it down as far as he could. Then, without warning he let go. The swatter sprang back to it's original position and delivered a nasty smack to Butch's protruding bottom. "THHHHHWACK!" "UUUUGGHHH!, moaned Butch. Mikey seemed pleased and directed Skippy to kneel beside the chair. He put Skippy in charge of the fly swatter spanker and told him he could use it whenever he wanted. Then he leaned closer to Butch and said, "Okay, Butchy, remember when you are ready to tell us who else you sucked, all you have to do is nod. Otherwise the torture will go on." He didn't wait for a response. Meanwhile, Skippy was experimenting with the swatter. He pulled it down and let it snap back against Butch's bottom. "THHHHHWACK!" "UUUUGGHHH!" Butch moaned again and trembled slightly. Mikey picked up another item and handed it to me. It was the cardboard center of a toilet paper roll. I examined it and noted, the inside of the roll was lined completely with what looked like rabbit's fur. I stuck my finger inside and confirmed that it was just what I suspected. It felt fuzzy, smooth and very nice. I handed it back to Mikey and watched as he knelt in front of the chair. Butch's nice boner, was sticking straight in the air, above his trapped balls. Mikey gave me this wink, and then slipped the fur lined roll over Butch's throbbing cock. Butch moaned and Mikey started sliding the roll up and down. "THHHHHWACK!" "UUUUGGHHH... EGGGHHHH! Skippy started getting more aggressive with the fly swatter and began using it faster and harder against Butch's exposed bottom. "THHHHHWACK!" "UUUHHH...!" Mikey started sliding the roll up and down Butch's cock faster as Butch's moans increased. "THHHHHWACK!" "UUUHH!" For the next fifteen minutes, I watched in awe, as Butch's two younger brothers worked him over. Skippy kept smacking Butch's bottom with the fly swatter and was pulling it down farther and farther each time before letting it go. Which meant the swats were getting harder. I knelt down and confirmed this by noting the bright pink color of his muscular butt cheeks. Skippy was doing a great job for certain. But what Mikey was doing was the most intense. He used that fur-lined cardboard roll on Butch's throbbing cock like an artist. Over and over again, he brought Butch to the very edge of "shooting." Then he'd pull the roll off of Butch's cock, and laugh as he snapped Butch's trapped balls with his finger a few times and asked if he was ready to talk yet. He seemed even better than I was at identifying the signs that Butch was getting REALLY close to shooting (er. Cumming). With only five minutes to go, I was getting a little worried that Butch was going to hold out. I expected the phone to ring at any moment and have my mother say I had to come home right away. I looked at Butch, he was a real mess. He was sweating like mad and breathing heavily. Skippy just kept smacking his butt with the swatter and his cock was looking like it would explode. Heck, his cock head had this dark purple color and by now, it would take just a stroke or two, before Mikey saw the signs and pulled the fur lined tube back off. The clock was ticking and I glanced at Mikey. He gave me this crazy smile, touched the fur lined roll to the tip of Butch's cock and just held it there. And I mean just held it there! Butch felt it and started to moan... then he tried to lift his cock up into the roll... which, was next to impossible tied as he was. Mikey maintained his position, and Butch started to whimper. He was desperate to shoot, and Mikey knew it! "Okay big brother, just tell us, who else did you suck, and I'll let you shoot!" Mikey whispered. "THHHHHWACK!" Skippy was keeping pace. Mikey lowered the roll just a little, so that Butch's stressed cock head could feel the fur. Butch moaned and tried to force his cock into the roll, but he couldn't move. Mikey snarled, "Just tell me, who else you sucked, and I'll let you shoot!" "THHHHHWACK!" I thought, way to go Skippy. Butch moaned loudly. Mikey gave me another wink, then pulled the roll away from Butch's cock and laughed, "Well, okay Butch, if you're not gonna be nice, I'll just put this away." It was a few seconds at most before Butch started screaming into his gag and nodding his head. Mikey waited a few moments, then pulled the gag from Butch's mouth. Butch panted, "OH GOD, Mikey, come on... please.. just do it... I'll tell you!" Mikey laughed, touched the roll to Butch's cock and said, "Okay big brother, tell me who else you sucked... and I'll 'do ya' until you cum!" Butch moaned and then said, "OKAY, OKAY... IT WAS SEAN! Now do it you little shit!" Mikey laughed as he shoved the gag back in place, jammed the roll onto Butch's cock and started stroking. Now it was my turn to go into a daze. My mind started racing as I reviewed what I had just learned. As if the chair wasn't enough, now I had discovered that Butch had sucked Sean, that smart-ass guy on the football team who I met after the game. The one who had called me "a cocky little kid!" The one who was cocky himself and had such bright blond hair, such a narrow waist, such long slender legs, and such a cute face. That "warm" feeling hit me hard, and I started to scheme. Thankfully, I snapped out of it just in time to keep Mikey from completing his task. Going with my instincts, I slapped his hand away from the roll on Butch's cock, and just let it sit there. Butch was going berserk! I massaged his chest for a bit and slid my hand down to his pubes. "Okay Butch-man!" I snarled. "Here's the final deal... I'll let you shoot if you swear to do one 'simple' thing..." Butch moaned and nodded. I laughed and said, "If you promise to get Sean to do some fun "stuff" as soon as you can, I'll make you shoot!" He knew exactly what I meant and thought for just a few seconds then, started nodding like mad. I laughed and said, "Okay Butch... go ahead and shoot... and remember, your little brothers are watching!" I grabbed the roll and started stroking. It only took three strokes before Butch went into these violent spasms... he screamed into the gag.. shook all over... and started to spurt. I pulled the roll off of his cock and watched as he shot into the air. "AHHHHHHHGGGGGGGGHHHHHH!" he gasped. The first blast looked like a thin white rope that danced in the air before splashing across his heaving stomach. It was followed by a bunch of other ones that tapered off into just oozes. Needless to say, we were all mesmerized by Butch's little shooting show. After a few moments, Mikey leaned over and ran his hand across Butch's stomach. He wiped his fingers in Butch's "cum" (yea I was starting to call it that, though I had also heard another term I liked... jism). Then he smeared it all over Butch's chest. Skippy seemed to really like that part. "Yea, Mikey, smear it all over him!" he panted. I glanced at the clock. It was almost 10 o'clock and knew I needed to head home. I crouched beside Butch and laughed, "Good job Butch, I've got to go home now, but maybe I should just leave you in the chair like this... I'm sure Mikey and Skippy could come up with some fun things to do before you guys have to get to bed." Butch's eyes widened and he gave me this great pleading look. Mikey and Skippy were grinning. I let them all think about it for a moment, then said, "Nah, you guys get Butch out of the chair now, and put all the stuff away." Mikey and Skippy groaned. "I wanna talk to Butch for a couple of minutes. Butch's younger brothers looked disappointed, but Butch looked relieved. They had him out of the chair in no time and rushed to put every thing away. I motioned Butch to follow me upstairs, which he did. I smiled as we started up the stairs. Butch had made no move to get dressed and was still naked. As soon as we were upstairs, I closed the basement door behind us and turned to Butch. "Okay Butch-man, now you listen to me. I don't want anymore surprises. From now on, if you wanna do "stuff" with any other guys, you have to ask me first... got it?" Heck, I was getting obsessed with Butch's naked body... or perhaps more accurately... I was becoming obsessed with controlling Butch's naked body. I tried to sound as harsh as possible, but I was still a little scared. I was just following my "guts"... or whatever, and it seemed SO right to say that. And what I was scared about was that Butch would just call the whole thing off, in spite of everything. And so, I felt the need to push and test. I slapped his naked butt really hard and snarled, "WELL?" Butch glanced at me, swallowed, and said softy, "Sorry Scott-ster, I should have told you before. Please don't be upset. I'll make it up to you, I promise! And I'll tell you everything from now on!" MAN! His response almost knocked me over. A moment before I was scared... scared that I might have gone too far... scared that he would end it all... and NOW, here we were, and the guy who seemed the most scared was Butch... not me! And to add even more "fuel" to this fire, I could not help but notice that Butch was getting hard all over again. So, I followed my instincts, grabbed Butch's rapidly hardening cock and snapped, "Okay BUTCH! We are gonna talk more about this, but for now, I want you to explain one simple thing... and make it quick!" I gave his cock a squeeze and he shuddered. "Tell me what happened that got you to suck Sean!" I felt Butch's cock harden in my hand as he stammered, "Uh... okay... well... Sean and I just sort of stumbled into it... uh... we were just joking around... and somehow... uh... we started making these bets on college football games..." Man, I was getting excited. "Go on Butch!" I demanded as I gave his cock another squeeze. He swallowed and continued, "Ahh, well... at first we'd bet for soda's or burgers... then we got to other stuff... uh... you know Scotty... 'other' stuff." I laughed and said innocently, "Uh... like what Butch-man?" Butch sighed and said, "Well, come on... you know... 'stuff'... like if your team lost... you had to give the other guy a blow job... you know... stuff like that." Man my mind was spinning and I was praying that the phone would not ring with my Mom telling me to come home NOW... or that Mikey and Skippy would come upstairs. And then the really important question came to me. "Uh... Butch... who started with the 'stuff'... was it you... or Sean?" Butch thought about it for a bit, and then said, "Well, okay... it was Sean... but I went along." And there it was... I squeezed Butch's cock again... it was getting really hard now. And all these "warm" feelings were coming to me so damn fast. I knew I had to do something really quick... I was running out of time... and then it hit me! "UH Butch.. are you ready for a really tough order?" I whispered as I gave his cock another squeeze. Butch shook all over, swallowed hard, and hissed... "Uhhh... yes... Scott... er... ster... Sir!" I smiled and told him what had just come to me... "Okay Butch... I think Sean should be in the club... you have two weeks to get him to agree to join and be initiated!... and, oh yea, since he's older... it's gonna have to be tougher!" Man, I don't know where it came from... I just know I did it... I glared at Butch, gave his cock a hard squeeze, turned away and headed towards the door. Butch thought for a moment then called after me, "Okay Scotty... you got it!" I stopped and looked back at Butch. "Two weeks?" I inquired. Butch laughed, "Hell... it will be one week at most!" I smiled, nodded and turned towards the door. Butch called to me, "Uh Scott-ster, one last thing..." I stopped and glanced back. Butch looked at me with this 'too hokey' look... "Ahhhh... is it okay if I take a shower... I'm kinda sticky!" I looked at the "cum" that was now drying on his chest and stomach and laughed, "Nope, sorry Butch!" He gave me this wicked smile as I headed out the door. On the way home, it occurred to me that the reason Butch even bothered to ask me about showering was because he wanted me to say no. And that was really interesting. The other thing that was interesting was his reaction to my order regarding Sean. I mean he didn't even think about it and he seemed pretty darn sure that Sean would join, and that excited me. It was pretty boring in school the next day, but I amused myself by day dreaming about Mikey and the ropes that were still tied around his cock and balls. I was pretty certain he'd be getting a lot of boners during the day and would be desperate to fined someone to remove them. It wasn't long after I got home, that Mikey called and asked me to come over. I rushed next door and found Mikey downstairs in the rec room. He had this other kid with him who was kinda scrawny and dorky looking. He introduced him as Mark and said they were in the same class. Mark smiled at me and didn't say anything. He seemed a little anxious and started fidgeting as Mikey chatted with me about school and some other things. I think he was enjoying Mark wait. Finally, Mikey turned to Mark and asked, "Well Mark, are you ready to do it?" Mark seemed a little surprised and glanced at me. Mikey laughed and said, "Oh don't worry Mark, Scotty is okay. He's gonna watch and be the witness that I completed the bet." Mikey winked at me. I smiled and pretty much knew how Mikey had gotten Mark to participate. Mark still seemed a little concerned and finally spoke up, "Uh... he's not going to tell anyone... is he?" Mikey laughed hard, and said, "Hell NO Mark. Scotty is like a best friend and he knows how to keep a secret." I smiled and nodded. Mark thought for a moment and then asked, "And you're still gonna do everything I say?" Mikey smiled again and said, "Yea, we made a deal, all you have to do is untie the ropes, and I'll do anything you want for an hour... and I mean ANYTHING!" Mark thought again, then said, "Okay... uh... then... strip naked!" Mikey smiled and quickly removed all his clothes. When he was done, he spread his legs, placed his hands behind his head and looked at Mark. Mark's little eyes bulged. He looked Mikey up and down, and was clearly mesmerized by the site of Mikey's bound cock and balls. Needless to say, Mikey's cock was starting to harden. I looked Mikey over too, and realized how much I liked what I saw. Though not as filled in as Butch, his body was really firm and developing rather nicely. Mark seemed content to just stare for a bit, finally he spoke up, "Uh, should I untie the ropes now, or later?" he said tentatively. Mikey rolled his eyes and giggled, "Uh now please... before the ropes get any tighter." Mark stepped closer to Mikey, knelt down and started working on the rope around Mikey's balls. I smiled as I realized, for Mikey's sake, he should have started with the ones around his cock. As he fiddled with the knot, Mikey's boner grew harder, and by the time Mark had his balls freed, the ropes around his cock were really digging in. Mark, then started working on the knots. Mikey winced with pain several times as his cock skin was pinched. It took quite a bit of doing, but Mark got them all off. When he was done, he stood back up and looked at Mikey. Again he asked, "Anything, right?" Mikey smiled and nodded. Mark seemed pleased but was still a little tenuous. "Uh, okay, keep standing like that... while I give you a feely." Mikey glanced at me and closed his eyes as Mark stepped closer. Mark looked like a kid in a candy store, not knowing where to start. Finally, he began by running his hands over Mikey's chest. He gave it a good feel and twisted his little nipples a few times... then he worked his hands down Mikey's sides. It didn't take him long to start on the fun parts. He began by feeling Mikey's nice little white butt. He squeezed his cheeks and separated them a few times so he could see Mikey's little hole. Then he grabbed Mikey's balls and played with them for the longest time. Mikey was moaning and started to sweat a little. He moaned louder when Mark grabbed his cock repeatedly, forced it down and then let it bounce back up. He seemed to really enjoy hearing Mikey moan and groan, and gave Mikey's balls some hard squeezes. At this point, I was pretty much settling into the notion that the remainder of the hour would consist of a lot of "feely" stuff. So did Mikey, it seemed. Then, out of nowhere... "THWACKKKKKK!" "UGGGHHHH!" Mikey groaned. Mark had just given Mikey's butt a really nasty smack and then shouted, "Okay you little shitty Jock-boy... get down on your knees and lick my sneakers... NOW!" Man, it was like a "Jekyll and Hyde" sort of thing. At one moment, there was this dorky guy, thanking his lucky stars for this chance... and then a raving maniac. "THWACKKKKKK!" Mark slapped Mikey's butt again. "Come on you stupid jock, you said anything, so do it now!" Mikey jumped, then dropped to his knees and started licking Mark's sneakers. I was in a sort of daze and found myself reconsidering this scrawny Mark kid. Yea he was pretty skinny, but he seemed to have some good parts. I looked at his groin and smiled as I realized he had his own little nasty boner. "THWACKKKKKK!" "EGGGGGGHHHHHH!" Mark slapped Mikey's butt again. "Come on, you can lick better than that!" he snarled. Mikey started licking Mark's sneakers faster. Mark looked at me and asked, "Hey Scotty, is Mikey really a good friend?" Once again I was surprised. His demeanor was mild and rather meek, like before. And, I started to feel for him. My mind went crazy with all these thoughts... thoughts of Mark being tormented by "jock" boys... pushed around.. and called names... I could relate to that... I nodded and said, "Yea, he's okay." He looked down at Mikey and laughed, "Well, maybe he's not as big a shit head as I thought." I laughed, "No, he really isn't." DAMN! Looking back, I know I was intrigued by Mark's desire to "get even" with the "jock boys." And, as luck would have it, he had a naked one at his feet. BUT, that was not the biggest mind blower! What blew me away most was Mikey! Man, he seemed so damn excited. I mean there he was, naked at this "dork's" feet and he was licking his sneakers like crazy. I was also wondering just how it was that Mikey had struck up enough of a friendship with Mark to be this open with him. I thought for sure he would have asked one of his close buddies from sports. Mark seemed very pleased with himself and what was happening. He let Mikey continue for a little while as he gazed around the room. Finally, he looked down and Mikey and said, "Okay, now go over there and lay down on that weight bench on you back. As soon as Mikey was in position, Mark walked over to the end of the bench near Mikey's feet and said, "Okay lift your legs up, spread them wide, and hold them there. Mikey raised his legs into the air and spread them. He bent his knees just a little to take some of the strain off his leg muscles. Mark smiled and stepped between Mikey's legs and said, "Okay, now jack-off! And keep your legs in the air." My eyes popped as Mikey started to stroke his throbbing cock. It was so exciting. Mark kept taunting Mikey with a host of 'jock" insults as Mikey jacked himself harder and faster while struggling to keep his legs in the air. Mark let him lower his legs and rest every now and then, but had him raise his legs in the air again as he continued jacking. It was tough for Mikey and it didn't take long for him to be sweating and breathing really hard and it got more difficult for him to raise his legs after each rest. As best I can recall, the final moments of the hour went something like this... Mikey's legs were quivering as he struggled to keep them raised, finally he was was close to shooting... and Mark saw that. Mark said, "Go ahead and shoot your wad Mikey... there's still time left in the hour... but you'll have to eat what you shoot!" I was blown away, and so was Mikey. That last comment seemed to do it. All of a sudden, Mikey groaned and shot two little spurts into the air. Mark let them splash into his hand and then held it in front of Mikey's face. He gave Mikey just a minute to catch his breath and then snapped, "Eat it!" as he moved his cum splashed hand in front of Mikey's lips. Mikey made a nasty face and pleaded with Mark, "Awe come on man, not that... that's pretty gross." Mark laughed and said, "Hey, you made the deal and you said anything, so do it now!" To my surprise, Mikey just gave in, stuck out his tongue and licked Mark's hand. Mark smiled and said, "Good job. Now get dressed." Mikey pulled his clothes back on as he and Mark chatted like nothing had happened. Mark said he had to get home and promised he wouldn't say anything about what they had done. As he was walking to the door, he turned to Mikey and gave him this sneaky little smile as he smirked, "So, maybe we could do this again sometime." Mikey smiled and said, "Sure, I'll let you know... especially if I need some knots untied again." They both laughed and then Mark was gone. I rushed over to Mikey and asked, "Oh man, what did it taste like?" Mikey shrugged his shoulders and swished his tongue around in his mouth. "It's hard to say, there wasn't a lot, but it was really slimy and warm... and kinda gross... maybe it was a little salty... but I guess it wasn't that bad." I wanted to ask him more about why he chose Mark but decided to just let it go. Instead we talked for a little while about the "Chair of Hell" and how it came into being. Apparently, Butch had read some spy story where this guy was tortured in a chair that had the wicker bottom cut out and that excited him. He found the chair at a friend's house, who said he could have it cause they were throwing it out. Butch dragged it home and hid it with a bunch of stuff in the basement junk room. He added all the torture stuff to it, and tested it on Mikey. Mikey said he didn't mind it as much as he led Butch to believe and this led us into a more serious conversation. As best I can recall, we kinda joked about how everything had gotten started and how much fun it was. I admitted that I really liked making other guys do "stuff" the most, and Mikey said he liked doing both, but liked being made to do stuff a little more. Oh yes, in spite of that, he really liked making Butch do stuff, and was excited about having Butch as his slave for a day and also torturing him for a night. I guess what I was learning, was that things weren't all that simple, when it came to "stuff." In fact, they got a little confusing at times. The more I thought about it, the more confused I got. So, I went with my instincts again and just followed the "warm" feelings. I looked at Mikey, and said, "Okay Mikey, I think you earned your promotion. You are now a Lieutenant!" Mikey, smiled and giggled, "Neat-OH!" We slapped hands and startled wrestling around. Eventually we settled down and ended up playing the table-top hockey game. It wasn't long before I had to go home for dinner and that pretty much ended our "serious" chat. Since I was going to the dumb wedding the next afternoon, my mom wouldn't let me go out that night. It didn't matter all that much cause Butch was going to watch the high school football game with his buddies and Mikey and Skippy were out with their mom. I watched TV for awhile that night, and ended up going to bed early. It didn't take me long to decide it would be more fun to be sleeping naked, so I slipped out of my pajamas and dropped them on the floor. Though it took awhile, I finally fell asleep, feeling my cock and dreaming about that chair, and having different guys in it. The next thing I knew it was morning and I woke up with a start as I felt someone tickling my ear. I jerked my head around and blinked as I realized it was Butch who had been tickling my ear. He was sitting on the edge of my bed and smiling at me. "Uh.. hey... Butch, what are you doing here?" I stammered. Butch laughed, "Oh, I went for a run, and then stopped by. Your Mom said you were still asleep, but it would be okay if I woke you up." I looked him over. He was wearing a sweat suit and judging by the sweat stains, and his plastered down hair, he had just completed a nice run. "So, what's up Butch?" I asked. Butch gave me a wicked smile as he patted my leg and glanced at the sheet covering my middle. "I should ask what's up with you, but I can see!" I looked down and saw what he was looking at. My boner was sticking straight up and tenting the sheet. It was my turn to blush for a change. Butch laughed and gave it a pat through the sheet. "Don't worry Scott-ster, we all get morning hard-ons! So are you sleeping naked or what?" He grabbed the sheet and pulled it down, revealing my nakedness, and of course my "morning hard-on." He smiled as he looked me over, "Not bad Scotty, not bad at all..." That warm feeling flowed through my body as Butch let go of the sheet and stood up. He winked at me and started doing some stretches and torso twists. Dang he looked great doing that, in his running outfit and all sweaty. The feeling led me on and I decided to tease Butch a little. I wasn't that worried about my mother coming upstairs since she was cooking some stuff for the wedding we were going to. I stood on my bed in front of Butch and started playing with myself. Butch's eyes widened and he sucked in some air. I laughed and asked, "So Butch-man, you ready for a little quick fun this morning?" He started breathing harder as he whispered, "Yea!" I smiled, and let him watch as I stroked my boner some more, then jumped off the bed and put on my robe. I walked over to him and patted him on the butt. He stopped doing his stretches and just stood there, waiting. I stepped closer and gave the bottom of his sweat shirt a little tug upwards. He took the hint, pulled off his shirt and tossed in on the bed. He was breathing a little harder as I circled around him. His smooth chest and flat stomach glistened with sweat and that line of hairs below his navel was plastered against his skin. I stopped behind him, reached around and started playing with the draw strings of his sweat pants. He started breathing faster as I gave the string a little tug. It's wasn't enough to undo the knot, but it was enough of a tease for Butch. He sighed as I lowered my hand and squeezed his muscled butt. "What's the matter Butch-man? Maybe I'm not in the mood right now," I giggled. Butch moaned, "Awwww, come on Scott-ster!" I laughed again, reached around him, and untied the string holding his sweat pants. They slid right down to his ankles and he bent down and pulled them off. He stood back up and I walked around to his front. I looked him up and down. He looked so great like that, naked except for his jock strap, white socks and running shoes. I giggled and said, "Okay Butch-man, let's see the rest!" He grabbed the waistband of his jock and slid it down and off. He stood back up, spread his legs and placed his hands behind his head. "What about your mom?" he asked, looking a little nervous. I walked over and locked my door. "Don't worry, she won't bother us, she's too busy. And my Dad's at the store. So we have enough time for a little fun!" I whispered. Butch started breathing deeply again as I approached him and tapped his butt as I glanced around and looked at his cock. It wasn't totally hard yet, but it was getting there. And I loved seeing it when it was the hardest cause it stood straight up in the air and almost touched his growing patch of pubic hair. I gave his cock a hard slap and was pleased at it started to harden even faster. SLLLLLAPPPP! "UGGGHHHHHH...!" moaned Butch. I grabbed his cock and pulled it down as far as I could, and then it flop back up. Butch groaned and breathed harder. I sensed it was time for a little mental reinforcement, so I grabbed Butch's balls and held them tight as I whispered in his ear, "You know Butch-man, I'm going to see David this afternoon and we're going to talk about you, and how you owe him." Butch sucked in some air and nodded as his cock got harder. I tried to sound as ominous as I could, "You see David has a birthday party sleepover coming up soon, and I know you and I are going to be invited." Butch trembled a little. "And since you promised to do whatever he says the next time you see him, I suspect he's gonna have you be his slave boy for him and his friends for the night. Won't that be exciting?" I smirked. Butch started breathing really hard and some fresh drops of sweat ran down his sides from his armpits. I let go of his balls and grabbed his hard cock which was now standing straight up. I slid my hand over his hard cock head, squeezed hard, and continued, "And knowing David as I do, I'm sure he's going to have some fun things for his friends to do with you!" All of a sudden, I felt Butch's cock start throbbing like mad as he sucked in a lot of air, and then moaned rather loudly. It took me a little by surprise and made me squeeze a little harder. Too late, I saw his stomach and thigh muscles tighten and he started to shoot. As usual, he shot a little in the air first. That was followed by an oozing of cum that just sort of flowed out and over his cock head as he convulsed. I watched in fascination as most of it ran into my hand. Butch caught his breath and muttered, "Sorry Scott-ster!" I was sort of amazed cause I hadn't done very much at all to get him to shoot like that. I looked him over and noted that he seemed red all over, like he had just had a tough work out. I was a little mad, cause I wanted to do more stuff before I made him shoot. But, I was also incredibly excited. Apparently my talk had really gotten to him with the hint of what would happen at David's party. I was overcome by that warm feeling and wanted more from Butch. "Okay Butch, POSITION 2!" He seemed a little surprised, but dropped to his knees and placed his hands behind his back. The warm feeling was in control as I looked down at Butch and at my hand coated with his cum. I opened my robe to expose my boner and smiled as Butch's eyes widened. I rubbed his cum all over my cock and then snapped at Butch, "Okay Butch-man, you know what I want you to do!" Butch looked at my cock, glistening with his slime, then looked up at me. It was a look of both surprise and desire. He started breathing hard. I snapped again, "COME ON Butch! Do it now!" Butch gave me one last look, then leaned forward, opened his mouth wide and sucked my cock inside. His tongue was all over my cock shaft and he started sucking me hard and fast. For a good five minutes, he worked on my cock with his mouth, pulling off just long enough to catch his breath and lick my balls. He had my cock all the way inside his mouth when it happened. I felt my muscles harden throughout my body and a pleasant sort of pain at the base of my cock. It was that "super warm" feeling again that overcame me. I felt my cock throb in Butch's mouth and it seemed to make him suck harder. The feeling became so intense that I started to pull my cock out. Butch immediately pulled his hands from behind his back, grabbed my butt and forced me to stay as felt the final throbs of my cock. Now I was breathing hard. It felt so damn good and I was starting to understand why Butch seemed to like shooting so much. After a bit, Butch released me, sat back on his legs and smiled up at me. "So Scotty, did you like that?" he chuckled. I laughed and said, "Hell yes!" Butch gave me a wicked little smile as he licked his lips, "Oh and by the way, Scott-ster, I'm not totally sure, but I think you may just have shot a little!" I looked down at him and carefully examined the tip of my cock. I couldn't see anything. Of course if it had been there, it would have been sucked away. I thought about it and realized that it had felt a little different. Butch giggled some more and pointed at my groin, "And that's not all. It looks to me like you've got some hair growing down there. I felt it on my nose." I blushed and closed my robe. "Well, Butch you better get dressed before my Mom starts wondering." Butch pulled his jock and sweats back on and then sat on the edge of the bed. "So what are you doing next Friday night Scotty?" he asked mischievously. I sensed something was up and smiled, "Nothing that I know of, why, what did you have in mind?" He gave me this really dirty smile and said, "Well, we're having a sleepover at my house. I already asked your Mom if you could come and she said yea. And you'll want to be there for sure!" He gave me this wink. "You see I talked to Sean after the football game last night, and he wants to join our little club!" My mouth dropped open, "NO SHIT!" I stammered. Butch laughed some more, "Yea, in fact he's really excited about it and wants to do the initiation as soon as he can. Imagine that!" I was beside myself, "Uh and he knows that most of the guys are younger than he is and that his initiation will be tough?" Butch smiled and said, "Oh yea, and don't worry he'll go through with it. Even though he doesn't know exactly what he's gonna have to do, he has a pretty good idea." "Wow!" I snorted. "That's great!" Butch jumped up and headed towards the door, "Well, I better get going. We can work out the plans later in the week. Have fun at the wedding... and tell David I said hi!" He gave me a final wink and then headed out the door. ----- Surprisingly, the week did go by fairly quickly. I went to the wedding, had a long talk with David and got all the information needed about his birthday party. He was allowed to invite only so many friends for the sleepover, and had already told his parents he wanted to invite my friend Butch, who could come with me. David also confirmed the fact that he did expect Butch to do a slave thing that night after his parents went to bed. Ahh, yes, I knew David! Butch and I talked a couple times during the week but didn't do any "stuff." He didn't have a football game that week so we didn't have to deal with that. As Friday arrived, I learned that Butch's parents had allowed the three brothers to invite one friend each for the sleepover. His parents had the midnight shifts and they weren't real crazy about it, but gave in. So, Butch invited Sean, Mikey invited me, and Skippy invited Ricky (who we were surprised was allowed to come). Anyway, when Friday night arrived we had things pretty much worked out. When Sean got there, Butch took him out to the trailer. He didn't even see the rest of us. Butch kept Sean occupied in the trailer while we got things set up in the basement. We had to be cool about it until Butch's parents left for work at around 10:30. Butch told me later that he and Sean played cards for awhile, then just bull-shitted. He said Sean was getting nervous though towards the end. Sean seemed a little relieved when Butch made it sound like Butch would be initiating him alone. He never said it, just made him think it. Finally the moment arrived. Mikey, Skippy, Ricky and I waited silently in the basement. We had turned out all the lights and lit candles all around the room. We had ropes tied to the chin-up bar, and some more tied to the legs of the weight bench. And, we had the Chair of Hell, setting in the corner of the room, surrounded by red candles. Shortly after the parents left, we heard Sean and Butch upstairs. We got quiet as the door to the basement opened and we saw feet coming down. The first to appear were Sean's. He was barefoot and wearing just a pair of blue jeans. Butch had made him remove his shirt, shoes and socks and had blindfolded him as soon as they got in the house. Butch held Sean's hands behind his back as he led him down the stairs and to the center of the room. We had to keep from moving or shuffling cause we didn't want Sean to know we were there yet. Sean looked great. His blond hair stuck up above the blindfold and glistened in the candlelight. I noted as I saw him bare-chested for the first time, that he had a swimmer's build... a broad flat chest and narrow waist with a hint of stomach muscles. He was breathing hard as Butch positioned him in the center of the room and placed his hands behind his head. Butch patted him on the shoulder and asked seriously, "Sean, do you swear on your life that you will always be loyal to the "club", never divulge it's existence to others and follow all rules no matter how difficult?" Not exactly what I usually said, but it would do. Sean swallowed and said, "Yes I do!" Butch gave him a pat on the butt and asked, "And will you complete the entire initiation with sincerity, no matter how difficult or challenging?" Sean swallowed harder this time, and said, "Yes I WILL!" Butch patted him on the shoulder and continued, "Very well, the initiation will begin with a period of testing that starts tonight. You will do everything you are told and endure everything without question or complaint. And for the next few weeks you will work things out to complete the full initiation. Do you understand?" Sean nodded and gulped, "Yes!" "Very well, now raise your arms above your head!" Butch commanded as he stepped behind Sean. Sean raised his arms up high and waited. Butch let him think for a moment, then reached around and undid the snap of his jeans. Sean took a deep breath and Butch continued by pulling down his fly and loosing his jeans. He gave them a gentle tug, slid then down Sean's legs and had him step out of them. Sean was now standing in just his white briefs with his arms outstretched. We all had to keep from sighing. His body looked so great. He has not lost his summer tan yet and he had this nice coating of golden hairs on his legs. Butch smiled at us and took hold of the waistband of Sean's briefs. Sean shook a little as Butch slowly pulled his briefs down his long legs and the had him step out of them too. We all had to try hard to keep from gasping now, cause we weren't really prepared for what we saw. As if it wasn't exciting enough that Sean still had this heavy tan line across his abdomen and upper thighs that accentuated the bright which skin around his crotch. He also had a really thick patch of pubic hair, and what had to be the longest cock any of us had ever seen! And, of course, it was totally hard. Butch then directed Sean to stand spread-eagle as he tied pieces of rope around Sean's wrists and ankles. By the time he was done, Sean was sweating heavily and breathing really hard. Butch told him to place his hands behind his head, but keep his legs spread. Then Butch asked, "Okay Sean, this is your last chance to back out! Are you really ready to go through the full initiation and do ANYTHING and EVERYTHING you are told?" Sean swallowed hard and said firmly, "YES I AM! I'LL DO ANYTHING I'M TOLD... NO MATTER WHAT!" Butch stepped back and said, "SO BE IT!" TO BE CONTINUED ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ westwoodscotty@hotmail.com