Date: Wed, 12 Jun 2013 09:58:16 -0400
From: rob roberts <rr2254@hotmail.com>
Subject: The Special Boys of Wellsley  Chapter 1   (revised)

The Special Boys   of Wellsley      Chapter 1

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well as men with boys sex, and is in the general authoritarian category.
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The town of Wellsley is your typical small Iowa town. It is very small with
a mostly rural culture.  In 2025, it has suffered along with the rest of
the country with a somewhat poor economy and almost went into financial
ruin. Struggling for a way to make money, the town council decided then
that they had to do something to preserve the culture and keep the town
from dying. Most small towns began to fail and almost became ghost
towns. Many of the people moved to bigger cities where they could struggle
to find work. Even in those big cities however, the economy wasn't
good. Reports on the media gave daily reports of people starving. The
government hadn't been too successful. There were lots of wealthy people,
mostly in the big cities. It was what the middle class had predicted would
happen if the powerful rich didn't pay their fair share of taxes. Taxes for
them were so small. The rich and powerful had entered many wars oversees
and forced the government to borrow heavily. Now, the debts had to paid and
of course, the main burden was placed on the poor and what was left of the
middle class. It was a terrible situation and the once poor and middle
class suffered the most.

In order to cut costs, the government had reverted to something no one ever
believed would happen. They started slavery again. The difference was that
it wasn't based on race as in the early days of the country. Now it was
based on economics.  Prisoners were routinely sold off to work in the
remaining factories. Most prisons were simply changed into processing
plants for slaves. The rich and the industries found that getting rid of
paid employees and replacing them with slave labor was a major boon to
making them competitive with the worlds struggling economies.

The only problem, while prisoners were now the major labor, the rich found
that these slaves were not suited for their private work in homes and in
stores and other more domestic situations. No, prisoners were generally not
trustworthy enough to do those jobs. They wanted the better class of
citizens to work for them in their homes and shops and other
businesses. The only problem was that these better citizens needed to be
paid. Simple solution for some places. Allow people to sell off children
for profit so the rest of the family could survive.

Enter Wellsley.  Having no prisoners to sell, the town council passed a law
saying that the first born child of every family, would be raised as a
slave and sold at an age when they matured. To insure, they would get
enough product, they mandated they each family produce at least one
child. If they had more, they were entitled to keep them as usual. If the
family had no children, the couple were made to divorce and seek a new
partner. Those incapable of producing a child for the town, could be sold
at will or simply allowed to starve and die.  Needless to say, all married
couples, no matter how they felt about the program, fucked like rabbits to
raise at least one child, hopefully more.

Few people left the town as there wasn't really anyplace to go. They stayed
and they reproduced. Once a child was born, it was registered with the town
and then inspected regularly to make sure it was raised to be healthy and
prepared to be community property. It was discovered that males were more
valuable as they could do harder work. Those children that were not 100%
healthy and considered normal, were sadly euthanized. It was sad but all
parents, fearing their own demise, had to participate.

Generally, the way it worked was when the first child was born, the town
councils board of human management, had the child appraised at three weeks
old and then every few months for the first five years and then annually
after that. The child was to be kept at home and raised as any other child
except that it was technically owned by the town. To ensure that these
children could always be identified and to make sure all knew who they
were, they were required to be kept naked and banded at all times. Fuck the
weather, they didn't care. The town figured that many would be used in a
variety of ways once sold and to save costs, no clothing would be
provided. The kids simply had to adapt and suffer. After all, it was for
the good of the community! As they were born into this culture, the first
born children, preferably males who produced bigger revenues, they knew
nothing else eventually and just did as they were told. They were required
to attend school and if the parents were religious, attend church just like
all others. Growing up, they could be used for any purpose while at
home. It didn't matter as they were commodities not real people.  Over
time, many families used the oldest child as slaves, for sexual purposes
and generally, anything the parents agreed to.

Boys were preferable. After a few years of seeing naked boys, the men of
the town let other men use their sons for anything too. As long as there
was return for use, meaning money or goods, the parents didn't really
care. Practice in getting ready for eventual sale was acceptable. Girls
were often aborted as the price for keeping them was about the same yet
what parents for rearing them was only about 20% of what boys got.

Most parents decided to have boys first and maybe eventually, a daughter
who could become just a normal girl and brought up like a daughter. Mom's
struggled at first but over time, came to accept this as normal. Trying to
get a boy first was a challenge needless to say but some most were
successful. The family got a portion of the proceeds from the sale and was
far more lucrative to sell a son than a daughter.

The town prospered when the first crop of slaves were sold and taken
wherever. It didn't really matter and it certainly didn't matter how the
boys felt about it either. It was their role in life and they were drilled
on how much they helped the town and their families. As the boys began to
know nothing else, they just accepted their fate and did as they were
told. They generally were quite docile.

The next child was treated normally and raised to go on to college if
possible, get a regular job and get married. Some became farmers like their
parents and others were put to work in behind the scenes jobs in shops or
small factories. It was just like any other place. Growing up, they could
use or abuse their own brothers and sometimes sisters as it was felt that
was the benefit they got for being second and the likihood that they would
also create more slaves in the future.

Once the children entered school which was mandated for all even the
slaves, they all attended the public school in town. All were allowed to be
together. The only difference was that the slave children were made to take
some special classes where their physical development was worked on more
extensively and they were constantly reminded of their role and what good
they did for the town. Within a few years, they were fully ingrained in
believing their role was important for the town's future. They really had
no idea what would happen after they turned 17 as this was never clearly
explained.

The slave children were also tattooed on their right butt cheek with a
number and a large "W"'. This always made it clear who they really belonged
to.

Special occasions like holidays and birthdays were marked by the town
sending someone to inspect them and they received a small treat. Parents
were discouraged from giving them gifts as it was felt that they would
become more attached to their life in the home. Their diets were also
monitored so they got little snack or `junk food' and ate sometimes
different meals than their families. Mostly, they ate a special chow that
could be warmed by adding water. The special chow, developed by the town
cattle raisers, contained all the essential nutrients along with special
things to enhance the bodies, especially the reproductive ones.

They were allowed to live in the homes like anyone else but often given
more chores to do. When family and relatives came over, they were expected
to serve them and be at their beck and call. Other than that, they could
play sports or do whatever typical kids growing up could do.

They usually didn't play too hard a sport in school as they were not
provided uniforms or protective gear. This fact made them vulnerable to
other players especially competitors who often loved to tackle them in
things like football, and make sure they got their nuts smacked hard
leaving them in pain and perhaps not as valuable. They often were swimmers
and took their chances at things like tennis. Individual sports were
preferred. The main team sport was wrestling.

They sat in classes generally on one side of the room where they were
required to put a small cloth on their chairs to keep their bare asses off
the furniture. They could ride the school bus if there was room but many
chose to walk as the second children of each family often found their
bodies too much to take and chose to `mess with them' . The first born
children could not protest or resist and had to take whatever was handed to
them. Having some younger kid crunch your nuts and not being able to say
anything while riding the bus, was often a one time thing for the first
born and they chose not to do it again! They were always referred to as
"special" boys or girls. They adapted to this and were taught to be proud
of their status and to do all to be physically very fit and trim. No fat
special children were allowed to remain that way. Those getting too heavy,
were given mandatory physical workouts to trim them down. They never were
allowed to eat regular fast food or much in the line of sodas or snacks.

One of the families of the town was the Myers. They had a first born son
they named Shane. He was a beautiful boy with his mother's sandy colored
hair. Shane often wondered why his mother cried so much, especially when
she was with him. She never said.  His father was kind to him and hugged
him often. Rarely did a tear get shed however. At night, Shane's mother
would often cuddle him and wrap a blanket around his naked body. Special
children were not supposed to be covered but Shane's mother did what
mothers do and as she really hated the law, found little ways of getting
around it.  Shane thought nothing of being naked all the time, but it felt
nice to have his mother hold him on her lap and wrap the warm blanket
around him. When his dad came in the room, he often would shake his head
and tell his mother she was cuddling him too much.  When she put him in
bed, he was given his only toy, a stuffed monkey who he slept with. His
parents didn't spoil him. That was a rule. He was made to play with things
he found. At dinner, he was often fed differently than the food they ate.
Sometimes they gave him the same things but often it was something mother
cooked for him that came in a bag. He was used to it by now as he had it
since he stopped with baby food and milk from his mother's breasts. She no
longer offered him her breasts and Shane missed that. He just wondered why
he didn't get the same food as his parents. He learned that special boys
were not supposed to ask too many questions but to just accept what they
were told or face discipline. Shane did all he could to avoid that.

Mom had two more babies. Both were boys, twins actually, and were just
almost two years younger than him.  He didn't think about it much but did
notice they wore clothes. When Shane was five, his father called him in to
the living room and told Shane that he needed to have a talk with him. He
explained that Shane was a little different than his brothers.  Shane was a
little jealous as his brothers as they got toys. Shane was asked to help
around the house most of the time. Shane's dad said that Shane was special
and that he would start school and meet other different boys like
himself. Shane nodded and accepted that.  His dad also told him that some
of the boys might choose to do things with him and that Shane, being a good
boy, should always comply with whatever they asked of him.  Shane didn't
understand right away but accepted and trusted his dad.  His dad said other
people would always want to touch him as he was special. He should always
do his best to comply and cooperate and never ever protest. Shane
nodded. As he got little physical attention, he didn't mind when people
touched him or hugged him and touched his body. That was normal .

When the three boys got bathed, Shane often wondered why he had a small
metal band around his testicles. His brothers did not. Maybe that was part
of being so special he thought. He was used to being naked and went to
school the first day riding the bus with other kids. His brothers didn't go
so he thought nothing about being naked. He had gone a few places with his
parents and nothing was said although some turned away from him and others
seemed to get a tear in their eyes when they said how handsome he
was. Special children were not allowed to ever leave town so all trips were
short and only to approved places Shane eventually learned.

All people who left the town had to stop to have their car inspected. It
was supposed to be for safety but in reality, it was to make sure special
children didn't leave. If caught, the person taking them out of the town
could be imprisoned and if convicted, sent to the jail to await future
sale. No one, once they learned the consequences, ever chanced it. At
least, not those who resided in Wellsley.  Shane's parents, always law
abiding, wouldn't consider spiriting Shane away from his future destiny. He
was just taught that special boys were to always be in the town. He didn't
question it as it was just the way things were.

On the bus, he sat where another special boy sat. Shane sat on his little
cloth as he was told.  The other boy, naked like him, was a year
older. Shane was surprised when the older naked boy was grabbed and taken
back to where the older middle school kids sat. Shane watched as the boy
submitted to them and was fingered, his little dick played with and finally
had his face buried in the lap of one of the older boys. The kid had a tear
in his eyes but never refused anything they did to him. Shane thought this
was the special privilege of being a special boy like his parents told him.
When the boy got off the bus, Shane noticed he had some white stuff on his
face. Shane figured they had given him something to eat and again, just
accepted it as normal.

During his first years in school, people did take him aside sometimes and
touched him all over. It was a daily routine. Even girls in the class he
attended touched him in ways he wondered if they should. They made him feel
good though and laughed at him sometimes. He sometimes was sent to see a
man in the school office who made him show off his little butt and touched
his penis and felt him all over. He didn't know who the man was but his
teacher said he should go with the man. Sometimes, what the man did was
kind of fun, other times it hurt some. Shane always did what his parents
told him and did what other people said.

When he was ten and in fifth grade, he had learned in his special classes
that special boys would leave their families at 16 and go to be with others
and to make them happy. Shane was proud but sad as well. He would miss his
younger brothers and parents. His younger brothers had already begun to use
him in sexual ways and as always, he had to comply. He had to do whatever
they said when they said it. He kind of wondered why that was the case with
him and having to let younger kids do as they wanted. For some reason, he
thought that older kids should get to do what they wanted. He had learned
from his closest friend Matt who was slightly older than he , that this was
their lot in life. Matt was always naked too. Shane found it fascinating at
twelve that his friend had developed some hair on his body in places where
Shane had not. He had a little on his dickie, as he was required to call it
and a few hairs under his arms. Shane wondered if that would happen to
him. He quickly learned that it would as his father began to give him the
same pills he saw Matt take. He had no idea what they were, but never
asked. It wasn't his place to ask he figured. After taking the pills for a
few months, Shane too got hair on his cock and in his pits too. Matt had
more but Shane was proud that they were so much the same. The special
children were fed, in the case of the boys, testosterone to make them
develop faster.

At his 13th birthday, Shane's dad called him in for another `meeting'. It
was then that the dad explained how Shane was not entering something called
puberty.  He told him that he was proud of his development and how Shane's
body was changing. He said he would have to begin to do more exercise even
more than he was already getting at school. Shane didn't mind that as he
liked his special class with all the other first born sons he went to
school with. His dad also explained that starting now, he would have to
submit more to his brothers. "they might make you do things you never did
before such as doing things each morning to satisfy them. Shane wasn't sure
about that but he loved his brothers and wondered if they wished they were
special like him. The first thing he made Shane do was to open his pants
and to show him his huge cock. "You will need to understand that all men
like to have their manhood sucked each day. You will be in charge of that."
He pulled out his cock and let Shane kiss it. I should be your first as you
came from this cock. You will lick it for me until it gets very hard and
sends a cream down your throat.  Eat it all as that is your new
destiny. The man who inspects you each year will expect that you will do it
for him too when he comes tomorrow. You will do it in front of your
brothers so they see how well you do it."  Shane was a little surprised but
not too much as Matt had explained that he did it too. Shane wanted to be
like Matt so was very willing to try.

"You must never suck another special boy's cock however. As a matter of
fact, beginning today, you may never touch your cock again. It is only to
be used to piss. If you do cum, and he explained that was what the white
stuff was, you must immediately lick it up no matter where you are. Other
boys may make you cum but it can never be something you do to
yourself. Shane was sad as he had already begun to touch himself as he
often had little feelings down there.

Shane took the head of his dad's cock in his mouth and although he thought
it strange, he liked it and continued to lick and suck until his dad,
moaning the whole time, shot a load of cream in Shane's mouth. Shane didn't
know what he should do but his dad said to swallow it and then lick the
cock clean. Shane wasn't sure if liked the taste, it was kind of gross but
not too bad. Matt had explained to him what cum was like so he wasn't too
surprised. He was proud that he learned that he came out of this cock and
it was special to him

After, his dad hugged him and told him what a good kid he was making Shane
once again proud. Before leaving the room, he also told Shane that he now
would have to do his daily business outside. He took him there.  Shane was
shocked but he had seen older special boys do it that way at school and
found it kind of exciting. Matt had already told Shane that would be what
they had to do. The only thing was that there was no privacy. He had to
squat over a hole he was made to dig. Only a roll of toilet paper on a
little stick, marked the spot. "You will pee and shit there from now on."
Dad had him practice a few times. Shane's brothers came home just as he was
doing it and laughed at him but stopped seeing their dad their too. Shane
was handed a little shovel which he had to use to bury the shit. He was
told when it was all filled in, he had to dig himself another hole.  The
only part that really bothered Shane was that it was such a visible place
that anyone coming in the yard or in the house could see it. He guessed as
he was special, it would have to be ok.

Shane loved his family. At times however, even though he was considered
special, he resented that his brothers got cool toys, bikes and whatever.
As they grew, they also got I Pods and such and cell phones. Shane got none
of it. Yet, he was happy most of the time unless he was being used. He only
resented his brothers when they were mean to him and paddled him or made
him now, suck their dicks. His was much bigger so he was proud of that but
his brothers held that against him. It made him kind of sad as he loved
them both.  He remembered how when the boys were born, he helped his mother
care for them. Now that his dad had had a talk with him about serving them,
he wanted to make them all happy but found that the more he did, the less
grateful they were. Shane had talked to his friend Matt, about this and
found he had experienced the same things. He admired Matt and wanted to
touch him and maybe kiss his dick but he knew that was forbidden and he
feared getting caught.

In school, he also resented having to sit next to those ( seating was now
by choice of free people) who wanted to touch him and play with his
body. No one stopped them and it was often hard to focus on his school
work. His dick would get touched and get hard and it would shoot. His seat
mates would then tell on him and he was made to get down and lick it off
the floor while they smirked and laughed. He was so embarrassed. He
wondered why he was considered "special".

Shane found he didn't mind doing chores around the house.  His dad was
often nearby and taught him so much. Shane was a quick learner and
impressed his dad with his skills fixing and repairing. His mother even
noticed and complimented him too. The only thing was, when he was working
with or near his parents, Shane would often notice a tear in their
eyes. Shane didn't want to say anything but wondered why. His dad often
would hug him when he was working and say how proud he was of him. it made
Shane feel good.

It wasn't the same when Shane was working and his brothers playing when
their dad wasn't there. The twins would often come around and tease
Shane. It made him feel bad that these two younger boys were free to say
anything they wanted and often now, poke and play with his body. He had no
say and merely had to comply.  Shane asked his dad about why this was so
and his dad took him aside in the garage one day to tell him more.

"Shane, you are special. You know that. But special boys are here to serve
all men who choose to use them. You are a gift and you will give our town
so much. Someday you will know your real role in life. It isn't that far
off you know. Now that you are almost 16, your body has become very
attractive. I noticed that you often feel awkward like last week when your
cousins visited and you had to submit to them.

Shane recalled vividly what all had happened. His aunts, uncles and cousins
came over for the day. They found it shocking but exciting to see their
cousin Shane, all naked and ready to help serve. They didn't know
everything. They wondered when they heard their parents whisper about Shane
being special. They thought maybe he was handicapped in some way. They
hadn't seen one another for a long time and were shocked to see he was very
normal like them. He was just naked and didn't hide anything! The girls
being young teens marveled and almost lost it when they saw this virile
young man. Their parents didn't say anything other than to be a little
embarrassed but throughout the day, they stared and even got so bold to
touch him. He didn't shrink away or anything but just stopped whatever he
was doing and let them touch him.

The cousins were a little surprised when Shane was described as their
`little slave boy'. The girls were even permitted by Shane's brothers, to
touch his private parts. They had never actually seen a naked boy that was
older than they were. The twelve and thirteen year old probably experienced
their first orgasm but Shane said nothing and let them touch him
anywhere. He was happier though, when they left to go home.

His dad went on to explain to Shane that he was now to begin to offer his
body to his brothers for their amusement. "It is what `special boys'
do. They must do as it is the way of the town." Shane didn't want to do
that but he had found out from his friend Matt, that he already had been
fucked by his younger brother and Shane should expect that to come.

"I will be your first man to do more than just touch you."  His dad said. I
want you to open my pants now, and suck my cock. Make it real hard. Then, I
am going to fuck you. " He said it all so calmly like explaining how to do
some chore. Shane nodded and bent down and opened his dad's pants revealing
a huge cock that almost jumped out. Shane took it in his mouth and licked
it. His dad moaned as he pushed it deeper into Shane's mouth. Shane almost
gagged but didn't find it too unpleasant. He savored his time with is dad
and now this, and the taste of his dad's body, made Shane stimulated.

After a few minutes, his dad was rock hard. He pulled out of Shane's mouth
and took his son by his shoulders and turned him around. He then told Shane
to lean forward exposing his hole. His parents never had Shane shave his
body and now it had a fine bit of hair on his butt cheeks and around his
pink, tight hole. Next he felt his dad's cock at his hole as his dad pulled
him closer. It was painful but Shane enjoyed the feeling of his dad's body
as it slowly entered him. "I would have lubed you up some, my sweet special
boy, but you need to experience a man in your hole without. It is a way for
you to willingly give your body to those who you will serve someday. Do you
understand?"

Shane nodded a little yes as the tears from the pain of having his hole
violated ran down his handsome face.

" Why must I do this, Dad? I never thought that being special involved sex
with men.  I know my brothers want to do this to me also.  Why is it right
for people to use special boys?"

His dad whispered that this was his destiny along with other special boys.
Shane nodded he understood as the big cock slid in and began to fuck him. "
I have already told your brothers they can do this to you starting now. It
will be your duty to make sure after you clean yourself every morning, to
make your hole available to anyone except special boys.  You know, if you
cum, you must clean it up just like in school."

Shane nodded again and suffered his first fuck from another man. He was
glad it was his dad as he knew his brothers and maybe others too, would not
e so gentle. When his dad had dumped his load of cum into Shane and finally
went soft before pulling out, Shane saw tears in his father's eyes.  Shane
wanted to ask him why, but knew his dad wouldn't say anything.

Shortly thereafter, Shane's brothers were called in and Shane had to ask
them if they would like to use him. His father stood by and watched as the
two got big grins on their face and said yes they wanted to use him.  They
said they wanted him to suck them and then they would fuck him like the
pussy he was. Shane was hurt that they saw him this way but after looking
to his dad who nodded he should comply, Shane dropped to his knees and
sucked off each boy. They then proceeded to fuck him as he cried out in
shame and anguish. He had no idea that special boys were treated this way
although his friend Matt had told him it was coming.

After getting fucked, the twins told Shane to suck their cocks clean. As he
did it, they asked if they could pee in his mouth. Shane was even more
surprised when his dad said they could.  He drank each ones piss and then
was made to thank him for their gift. They laughed and slapped his
ass. Shane still had tears in his eyes as he now looked to his father for
support. What he got was a order to go and clean out his ass. He walked to
where the hose was and inserted it washing out his brothers and father's
cum. He felt used but his father said it was his destiny.

Once done with the cleanup, His father took him in his arms and said he
would now get marked as available for such duty. They got in dad's car and
he took him to a doctor's office where they made him lay on a table. Shane
was afraid and had no idea what to expect. The doctor came in and cleaned
up his penis and balls with some alcohol. It felt cool to him and he was
surprised that he got erect. The doctor now told him he would feel some
pain as he pierced his dick head and inserted a small ring. He also put a
weight on his balls that pulled. "You are now marked as ready for the next
step of your life as a special boy.

Shane had cried out in pain when his dick was pierced. He later asked his
dad if all special boys had this done. He had actually never paid attention
to seeing the older special boys with rings through their dicks.  He
finally thought about it and realized that they did in fact have such
things on them. His father said yes and that soon he would see boys like
him at his age pierced. He held his son and let him cry into his chest.
The pain in his dick was tremendous. He had never felt such a thing
before. Shane was a little embarrassed at having this ring in his dick.

When they got home, he went to see his friend Matt who he found in their
family barn, getting raped by his younger brothers. Shane said nothing but
only watched not wanting to call attention to himself. He did see that Matt
had a very similar ring and weight on his equipment too.

As he left to go home, he got several cat calls from other dressed boys. He
then realized that it was his 16th birthday! He usually got only minimal
presents, nothing like his brothers. He realized that the dick piercing was
probably his gift for his birthday. Some gift he thought as he gingerly
went home as to avoid any more pain.

At home, his mother had made him a cake. He was happy that someone had done
something so nice. He went up to her and kissed her showing off his ringed
cock. She smiled and said he should be proud of himself. It had been quite
a day. At dinner, he got several gifts. His parents bought him a book he
wanted to read and his brothers surprised him with a dildo their dad had
picked out. He was made to stand and as they sang happy birthday to him,
his one brother pulled his butt cheeks apart and began to slide it in his
rectum. He was shocked but knew it was supposed to be that way. "It will
help keep your pussy open." They laughed.  Shane was embarrassed but smiled
and thanked everyone for their gifts.

As his diet didn't allow much sugar, the family enjoyed the cake, his
birthday cake! Shane's mom gave him a piece of fruit. Some birthday, Shane
thought.. I got raped, pierced and a dildo shoved up my ass !

His dad, when sending him to bed reminded Shane that he should get up a
little earlier as it was now his job to wake and please his brothers before
going to school.  Shane wept silently for an hour before drifting off to
sleep. No one said he could remove the dildo so he left it in place and
tried to get comfortable with it. Shane wanted to be dutiful but this whole
special boy thing bothered him.

Shane found the dildo kind of erotic. When he awoke his dick was rock hard
and he so wanted to touch it and give himself relief but knew he was never
to touch his dick. This was something that always caused him grief as
unlike his brothers who he knew were wanking every day!  His only hope
lately was that his brothers or some other person would choose to play with
him. He didn't even care if he had to lick up his juices. It was just so
good to get relief.

His dad came into his room and saw him rubbing his dick in his bed. Shane
was embarrassed. He immediately stopped. His dad smiled at him and sat on
his bed. "I know it is hard for you to have such needs but you know you
can't play with yourself."  Shane nodded he understood.  "You have your
annual inspection today being you just turned 16. It will be a family
affair as we will all get to see the agent check you out. You may enjoy
it!" Shane dreaded the annual inspection. He knew his brothers would enjoy
a show and he could do nothing about it.

"I know the dildo your brothers gave you for your birthday is making you
crazy with lust. I'm going to let you pleasure me and your brothers later
when they get up. It will now be your duty to greet them cheerfully each
morning in their rooms and offer yourself to them. This may help you. First
though, you can pleasure me and maybe that will help you to relieve
yourself." Dad smiled at him and came over to his bed. Shane's room was
pretty barren. Just a small bed, one he had since his childhood, a hard
chair and some mantras hung on the wall saying how proud he should be to be
serving his town. No toys, games, tv, or computer like his brothers had. He
had learned to accept life that way. There was no need for a chest of
drawers as he wore nothing anyway. In his closet hung a jumpsuit like
outfit that he was allowed to wear to school and outside when it got below
45 degrees. It was the same as all the other special boys had. It was
somewhat tight on him now, especially in the crotch which he more than
filled out. He wondered why his dick had gotten so big along with his
balls, while his brothers didn't have a big a set of `jewels' , as his dad
described them. They were more normal in size as Shane knew. He had seen
many.  He also had a pair of rubber shoes he could put on to walk outside
again when it got to be lower than 45 degrees. His legs sometimes got cold
as the pants didn't go all the way to his feet. It was an ugly outfit that
showed he was a special boy. It looked like every other boy's outfit
however and he accepted that as they all wore the same thing. He had no
underwear so he had to make sure he cleaned himself out every morning so as
not to leave stains in the seat of his clothes.  There were harsh penalties
for that happening!

End of Chapter 1