Date: Thu, 27 Jun 2013 08:56:10 -0400
From: rob roberts <rr2254@hotmail.com>
Subject: The Special Boys of Wellsley   Ch. 4

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Ch4

Back in the jail, the nurse got the approval to not dock the two boys but
their testicles would be stretched and heavily weighted. . They weighed
about 2.5 pounds per boy and each boy.  The weight would be so much greater
and the size of the sack would stretch and hang down getting more and more
stretched. They would resemble large bulls. It would be humiliating for any
man to have such things but as slave, well, it really didn't matter. The
nurse thought it might actually be funny. The doctor agreed and said he was
going to do it in such a way as the boys would often feel aroused and make
their cocks hard. It was just something that made them look like animals in
heat. Their constant arousal would make them work harder just to satisfy
their bodies needs and they would be good as beasts of burden.

All this was said in their presence as the two medical people joked and
chuckled. The boys cried and so much wanted to free themselves. They were
full of regret for what they had done to Shane but it was too late for
them.

The doctor did give them a mild sedative. .  They will know soon enough
what happened to them. He gave them each a tranquilizer and a shot. The
shot in their balls made them cry out but to no avail. The two medical
people went to work installing the several pounds of heavy metal balls and
banding them securely to their sacks.  "They should heal within twenty four
hours.  Then we will make them stand and watch the stretching of the sacks
begin. The balls will be kind of tight at first but within days, they
should stretch the sack nicely. Maybe it will give their new owner an idea
to remove their balls and place artificial ones in the low hanging sacks.

In the hospital, Shane's parents had been called to come and get him. The
nurse fed him his chow and added the brown sugar to make it taste real
good. Shane was so happy. The nurse and doctor discharged him the nurse
leading the way to the reception area. The nurse had one arm around him and
he let his fingers explore the tight smooth skin of the boy. His parents
greeted him warmly. The doctor had Shane bend over right in the reception
area with others watching to show them his hole. The doctor touched and
rubbed it more than necessary to show where the damage had been. He told
the parents no one should use his hole and that a special cream should be
applied twice a day. Shane felt funny about exposing his hole and letting
others see him that way but knew he had no say and just complied.

He asked his parents if he could go home now. He also said he hoped to see
his brothers before he went to the fair for the exhibition. He knew nothing
about what to expect there but was almost excited that he and his fellow
special boys, were the main attraction. He also thought that afterward, he
might get a reward and then go back home as normal.

His mother began to cry. She hugged him and said she had to leave. His
father said he would not go home but straight to the fair. Shane nodded and
assumed he would see his brothers later after the fair.He really loved them
in spite of what they had done to him. He just hoped they wouldn't do it
again.

His mother left and he was escorted by his father to the waiting car. It
was quite new and Shane wondered how they afforded it. Little did he know
that the estimate of his worth and price paid for the vehicle he would ride
in only one time. Shane dutifully got in the car putting a little towel
down on the seat as to not let his pussy, as his brothers had called it,
touch the fine leather of the seat.

His father drove and spoke little. Shane knew he was not ever supposed to
start a conversation so he rode quietly too. They got to the fair grounds
and Shane was almost excited. This was something so new and different. He
hoped he would get to see the sites and the many animals he heard so much
about.

Sadly, his father drove to a barn with a sign that read "Animal Exhibitions
and Sales" Shane had no idea what that was about so he dutifully got out of
the car and followed his father inside. Once there, a man greeted them and
checked Shane's name off on a list. His father explained he had just come
from the hospital and showed the discharge papers. The man looked unhappy
but said he hoped the show would be ok anyway and that a large amount would
be made for the town and for the Myers family. Shane, the doofus he was,
had no idea what they were talking about, but smiled at the man as his
father then took him, held him and hugged him. "You will go on to make us
all proud.  Do your best." Shane teared up a little. Was this the last he
would see of his family? He didn't really know what to expect. The man then
led Shane off to a room where he was washed down, nothing like the warm
shower at the hospital, and then some high school ages guys began to dry
him and rub oil of kind all over him. It felt good to have all this
attention as the boys got their kicks out of it and Shane just stood there
enjoying that someone wanted to touch him.  Shane was just too naive for
his own good. He was a little afraid. Would he ever see his family again?
He didn't know. Enjoying the washing and body oild applications, of course,
Shane boned up. He had no way to not to. He was a little embarrassed having
these high school boys he knew doing this to him. They laughed and cajoled
almost talking like he wasn't there and not a person. They were having a
great time. Once done, he was led over to stand along a wall. One of the
teens asked if he should be tied using the bright ring through his dick.
The others said he was a fine animal and would stand where he was
put. Shane got a few tears as they called him an animal but in reality, he
was. He just hated to be called that and just wanted to be liked and
treated like the other boys.

He stood there patiently waiting for the other special boys who arrived, to
be washed and oiled. He was glad when Matt came in so he finally had
someone he could whisper things to. Finally, all the special boys to be put
up for show had arrived. One of the men and two high school boys went
around and hung little things on their dicks. They looked like price tags
but were a little larger. No one offered any explanation to the special
boys but the high school kids really got a kick out of seeing them all
plump up as the tags were applied. Some music could be heard outside the
preparation area. The special boys were all very nervous and wide eyed.

The door opened and someone from the police said there were a few more to
be brought in. The man in charge said all his boys were there.  The guard
and the policeman went out. Shane could see two boys outside but they
weren't close enough to recognize. Little did he know they were his
brothers.  All he heard was the man in charge saying to take them to where
the less expensive prisoner live stock was being held."They won't be shown
here. . I know they're about the same age, but prisoner boys go to the
outside stock area" he said.

Shane and the others were then told to follow. Like lambs to a slaughter,
they did and went out in the arena where the bright lights shining down
almost were too much. Each special boy was led to a small box and told to
stand on it. The hot lights immediately began to make the boys very warm
and some began to sweat. Some of the sweat was also from fear of the
unknown.

Shane looked about the barn. Each box where a boy stood, was in a small
stall which was supposed to be where animals were kept. The teen boy
helpers can around and put small plastic cups in each stall. Shane wondered
why they did that but didn't ask. Soon a bell sounded and Shane could see
the doors open and a rush of mostly men, some women too, came in The men
attending in the barn began to stand near where every two or three special
boys were standing on boxes. They welcomed the people who began to mill
around. Also, among them, were teen boys and girls that Shane recognized
from school. They seemed to be laughing and joking and going from special
boy to the next . They touched some and the girls giggled and laughed. The
special boys were admonished not to smile, talk or react to getting their
junk played with. Shane saw one boy walk up to a special boy and begin to
pull at his cock and his friend pulled on his balls. "gonna make this boy
shoot all over ," laughed the kid. The special boy in question who was
being so rudely touched, just grimaced a little but said nothing. This went
on for a few minutes until one of the men in charge admonished them and
told them to move on. He had a scowl on his face and said only customers
were allowed to do that. "Come on", the kid said to his friend. "They let
you get away with more shit in the prisoner barn." With that they left to
go to where the prisoners were on similar display only grouped more in
pens.

Several people checked out the special boys. They made them bend over and
expose their holes and some stuck fingers in them. Then the people either
wiped off their finger or made the special boy lick it clean. Shane found
the whole thing humiliating and so wished his father would come and take
him home. He longed to be home even if his brothers molested him. At least
he knew them . Young women also came, some alone or in groups, others with
boyfriends. They made comments about the 17 year old special boys and also
played with them some. The boyfriends generally just laughed or in some
cases, got arused as was apparent through their pants crotches.

Many of them admired both Matt and Shane who stood near one another looking
somewhat hapless.

Most of the men were alone or with another man. Shane knew noting about the
gay lifestyle so didn't realize some were partnered. Many flipped the
little tags the boys wore on their cocks reading the details.

"Says here, you are a good milker" one guy chuckled as he touched Shane
while reading his tag. Shane didn't know what that meant so he stood
quietly, legs apart as he was told to do, and just kind of looked at the
man. "SO, is it true. You make a lot of milk, boy?" shane didn't know what
to say or do. He just stammered a kind of I guess so type response, not
really realizing what he was talking about. "Let's see." The guy said as he
began to earnestly jerk Shane to full erection with plenty of pre cum
spilling out of him. Shane then realized that the man was talking about his
cum load. Yes, if in fact, Shane produced a large amount of cum and could
do so several times a day. The man made Shane begin to move a little in a
way he wasn't supposed to move. His hips began to move back and forth to
the man's touch and it wasn't long before he was shooting off a big
load. He hadn't cum since the kind nurse did it for him in the
hospital. "Holy, shit!" the man exclaimed. "You do shoot like a horse in
heat. Man, some guy will be lucky to get you and watch that everyday if he
doesn't cut these nice nuts off."  The guy laughed as he read the tag more
and soon found a price. "Wish I had those kind of bucks. I would snatch you
right up. Too much for me though. Guess I better check out the prison bar
for a bargain.

The attendant man had come over and looked at the full cup of cum Shane had
produced. "You're missing a bet not taking this one. Sweet as honey
too. You know we breed `em to make a lot and shoot off a huge load. Just to
entertain the buyer. Plus, as you can see, this one's pretty muscular for
his age. Can run real well (Shane's track record was included on the tag)
and work real hard if you want him for a field hand or maybe a pony."

The man said he was great but just too much money.

The attendant said he was available for financing if the man wanted to see
if he qualified. "The bank will loan up to 90% of value. We know these
prime boys are worth every penny! Nothing in here but USDA prime!"

"Thanks, man but I could almost buy a house for his price."  The attendant
nodded and said the customer might want to check for a few cheaper models
or visit the next bar where the reduced price stock was held.  "Mostly
prisoners, older guys and any of these from last year that didn't sell are
marked down and also available for financing with 20% down."

And so it went all day. By now, Shane and the others were somewhat tired
from standing and getting touched and examined.  They were also very warm
from all the abuse and the lights shining on their well toned bodies. They
all began to sweat some. Even though Shane had some pit hair, it had been
trimmed but he knew it was never to smell. His body was always supposed to
be clean. Also, no one had wiped off his still slick cock after he
ejaculated earlier.

 He felt a little afraid of what others would say about him. Just then, a
nice looking man, maybe around 30, Shane thought, came by. He examined all
the tags on each boy he passed and admired, it seems, some of them and
others he simply rejected. When he got to Shane, he stopped and examined
his tag which by doing so, pulled on Shane's cock. Shane immediately
reacted and although he didn't want to, nature took its course and he began
to plump up again. Shane thought "darn, I'm always dripping anymore!" and
he felt a little embarrassed.

The man smiled at Shane and Shane smiled back. He knew he was to always be
nice to people. The man went around and had Shane bend over slightly. Shane
knew the drill. His pussy, as his brothers called it, was to be looked at
it. Shane actually took his butt cheeks and pulled them apart to reveal his
slightly sore and puckered hole. The man stuck his finger in just a bit and
shocked Shane by licking his own finger when he was done. "Nice, hole,
boy." He remarked. "Sweet tasting. No sign of shit or foul smell."

Shane nodded and said thank you. What else could he say. The man examined
his legs and flet al the way up and down feeling the muscles and smooth
almost hairless skin. He then asked Shane to stand first of one foot, the
the other, examining his toes, his feet on both sides and looking closely
at the trimmed nails. "Nice!" was all he said and Shane again thanked him.

He then went to Shane's balls and cock. He stroked the balls saying to
himself how big and smooth they were. "Nice large nuts and your cock.  Damn
how big is that thing anyway?"

Shane didn't know what to say. He knew it was measured during his annual
inspection but no one bothered to tell him the size. He figured it was
maybe 10 inches."

"Sir, I really don't know. I'm not allowed to touch any of that.' Shane
said softly.

The man pulled out a tape and measured it. He had really nice hands and he
touched Shane so nicely that no one would ever complain.  "Holy, shit, that
thing is 13 inches long and it looks like around 6 inches around. Some
pretty fine meat for a young guy."

Shane just nodded. The attendant man came up and began to converse with the
customer. " One of our finest specimens. Raised and of course, bred right
here in Wellsley. We take pride in our special boys and feed them just the
right chow to develop so well. Yes, he is 13 inches right now. Expect it to
grow another one or two before we see it stop developing. You looking for a
breeder? This one produces, let me tell you. Just got wanked a bit ago but
he can produce probably at least a cup of stuff everyday. If you buy him,
you can enhance him anyway you want.  We just put the rings in but we offer
a wide choice of other special customizations. If he's too big, we do
castrations and total or partial removal, but if you're going to breed,
this one should sire some good fouls." He said with confidence.

"The man nodded as the attendant extolled the virtues of this fine young
stallion.

"I might want it for breeding but basically, a house servant and maybe
someone to take care of my children and well, if the truth be known, maybe
a bed buck as well. Wife passed a few years ago and now I'm alone with just
my kids. Got a nice little ranch, actually an island where I raise some
crops, a few animals and some other stuff. I breed some bitches to produce
young studs for sale to some people in Africa and the Middle East. Damn
those people like these white boys and they sure do go through `em fast." I
bet I could get some fun and work out of this one before I let him breed a
few more copies of him and then sell him to those bastards." The man smiled
and chuckled.

Shane heard all this and wondered what the heck was the man talking
about. Breeding, bitches, selling boys? What was this. Would he never see
his town or family again? He wondered but said nothing but began to sweat
more. Shane was proud of his body albeit the size of his cock and nuts
which he flet were too big for his body. Plus, his big nuts sometimes made
him walk a little funny. Being banded and sticking out some, only when he
was so loaded with cum and got no release, did it really bother him but
still he wished his junk was the size of other guys, the regular guys who
he saw a few times naked in school when they changed for gym.

The man then told the attendant he wanted the lad to step down so he could
examine his mouth and face up close.  "For what you guys charge, I got to
see if he is worth the money. The attendant made Shane get off the box. The
man had him open his mouth to check his teeth and then touched his face all
over.  He made him walk a little. "Just a little concerned about his
anus. It looks like it was used rather harshly recently."  The attendant
said the boy had suffered but was expected to return to his normal tight,
little hole very soon. "The doctor has it on meds. Here, let me show you
the report." He offered.

The man looked over the hospital report carefully. "Looks like his own
brothers did that to him?" he asked.

"Yes, they are being sold today too." For punishment, of course. They are
twins and available for markdown in our prisoner section."

Shane overheard the whole conversation and wondered if such a thing could
be true. His brothers were being sold? How could this be? They were not
special boys! He wondered what all this meant but no one bothered to share
anything with him so he just wondered and was a little confused.

The man continued to examine Shane. It didn't bother him as strange men had
done much of what he was experiencing before. He knew it was his obligation
to endure it.

Once he was prodded and touched and he had a raging hardon which those
passing by and looking at him and the other boys saw, he was a little
embarrassed as many of the people were women and even young girls. Most of
course were men. They chuckled and a few came over to see more
closely. This didn't bother the man doing the examining or the attendant.

Shane was told to get back up on his box which he did. He felt a little
humiliated as his boner dripped and no attempt was given to relieve
him. the man spoke up and said the asking price was pretty high." I usually
don't pay more than 100 but this stud does look better than many. Put a
hold on this one, then I will decide".  The attendant reminded him that
holds were only good for 30 minutes. "However, if this one doesn't sell, we
have an auction later toward the end of the day for all remaining prime
studs.

The man nodded and said he wanted to check out the lower grade stock first
and see what was there.

He left the attendant his card and a cell phone in case there was someone
who came by and made an offer, and then went over and checked out some more
stud boys. He looked over Shane's friend Matt and several others.  Matt
wore a similar price tag as he too, like Shane was a real prize with his
equally stunning blond hair and good build. The man thought the two were
pretty handsome and almost made a matched pair. Matt's cock wasn't quite as
big but almost. Close enough for him he thought. He then went to the
adjacent barn where the prisoners and other less quality stock was on
display. It wsn't long before he spotted the twin boys who stood
forlornly. Still in pain from their castration, they were almost out of it
not fully comprehending what was happening or what had happened to
them. They were not oiled like the prime boys and not shaven on their
bodies. They still sported some pubes, pit and leg hair. The man did notice
their exceptionally large ball sack which was painful to the boys. They
were still healing from their ordeal but already, the weight of the ceramic
balls now inserted where their own had been, made their sack hang down
obscenely.  They sported large, much larger than Shane's, rings through
their cock heads. They were crying every time anyone touched them. They had
already had some of their classmates from school come up and touch and
ridicule them. Unlike the special boys, the attendants did little to
prevent anything a potential customer wanted to do having their asses
probed and their butts felt. They stood in pens along with some other
prisoner types and some older men, and even a few women and girls.  The
boys were in such distress that unlike previous visits to the fair for both
of them, they didn't even get aroused seeing the girls with their pussies
exposed and touchable.

The man examined a few of them but being twins, kept coming back to see
them. He touched them all over making them spread their ass cheeks for
inserting a finger. It was terribly humiliating and in some cases, painful
as little care was taken to give them any comfort. They were prisoners
after all.

The man looked at the spec sheet and price tag displayed on their genitals
and found them an incredibly good deal.  Two boys, both about 15 or 16 he
guessed, who were available. Yes they needed some body work. They didn't
show as well as the special boys and needed considerably more exercise, but
they were young, potentially strong and with some training and a strict
diet, they could be made to look pretty good. Unlike the special boys,
their holes were not as clean so the man simply made one of the twins clean
his finger with their mouths after he discovered some shit on his finger
after penetration. Yes, they might make fine farm animals and maybe ponies
for his large estate.

The man called over an attendant who confirmed they were both fifteen years
old. He explained that they had been ordered to the sale rather quickly
after they had been found to sexually abuse one of the special boys. Yes,
he thought, it was the brother of the handsome stud.

What a find, the man thought. One bed buck and two animals.  All from the
same breed. He asked about their testicles and the extra large sacks. He
recalled Shane had large balls but not as big as these which seemed
stretched. They have been fixed., the attendant explained." They now sport
artificial balls, just for show. They won't produce any offspring but will
likely seem to cum which they won't be able to control. They are like
animals now. They won't be house broken so you can only consider them for
outside use.  Their bladders and self control for defecating have been
affected so they could piss or shit anytime. Many people who keep such
animals like seeing that as if they have the right diet, all their waste
can be used for fertilizer on crops that people eat with no side effects."
He went on to say that they may produce a watery kind of cum but it will be
useless for breeding purposes and will just make them work harder in
frustration. "See, their brains will think they can cum. With the proper
meds, they will always be aroused but their cums won't be too satisfying
for them and hey will constantly have the urge. Some will just be piss or
they will lose bowel control and shit but they are strong and with proper
training, they will be good work animals for you. Just don't let them in
the house. They'll make a mess!" he said chuckling. The man noticed they
were in fact dripping something from their cocks. However, their cocks were
only semi hard. "That's as hard as they will get. Real frustrating for
them." The attendant said. He laughed a little. "Sure hope they had a good
time raping one of our special boys as that will be the last time for
them. Oh, they may try to mount and breed with other ponies or
slaves. That's why the large rings. They can't get their dicks inside
anything worthwhile but I have seen them really like to be touched. A
little carrot piece and some liberal stroking and they will learn to eat
out of your hand and be as docile as lambs. Just frustrated lambs." He
laughed again as the man took out his credit card and said he would take
them. "OH, by the way, we can dock them if you want, you know, cut the ends
off their useless dicks. It will heal pretty quick. And, their ball sacks
will continue to get bigger and hang much lower. I've seen them hang down
to almost their knees. Quite something to see. You can speed that process
up with some weights if you want.  We sell them at the checkout." The
attendant smiled as he invited the man to come with him after slapping sold
signs on their price tags and writing the man's name on it. The twin boys
were left still chained like animals along with all the other prisoners, to
the wall or to a post in the ground. They still probably had no idea of
their fate or what had all happened to them in the last 48 hours. They were
still in pain and their crotches hurt . the heavy new balls they now
sported did not to give them relief.

The man went with the attendant to the cashier section where he gave the
ladies working there, the paper work and the charge card. Another
attendant, after the sale was made, asked the man about having further work
done on his purchases. He even offered a two for one deal as he had bought
the twins as a set. He asked about bobbing or docking the two animals. "It
will keep their junk out of the dirt if you have them doing anything on
their hands and knees. " He even offered to sever the legs of both just
above the knee.  Further ringing of any part of their bodies was offered as
well as chastity belts ( not that they would really be needed) studding
their dicks with rhinestones or other things to make them look bejeweled if
they were to be shown publicly, tail insertions where a tail was
permanently attached just above their asshole to further make them look
like horses yet still fuckable if that was desired with a farm animal. All
were such grotesque things that it was hard to image this small Iowa town
could have so many diabolical things in what appeared to be such a quaint
little farming community. All this was brought in to satisfy the
customers. They no longer cared in town that such things were to happen to
some of their own citizens!

The man looked at the catalog pictures and passed on them all. It would
also mean leaving his purchases behind when he returned home as there was a
certain period to do the procedures as well as for proper healing. The town
did promise to ship the purchase home wherever due to the worldwide
shipping available from FedEx or UPS!

"No, just prep them for travel. Probably crate them and give them something
to make them sleep for the trip. The attendant explaoined how they were fed
with an I.V.  and then lots of fluids. A hose was then attached to the
penis and fed up to their mouths so the fluids just ran continuously with
the purchase drinking their own urine, still full of vitamins and such and
they would be good for at least 36 hours.

 The man nodded his approval and took his receipt saying he had to decide
on one more purchase.  Seeing he was such a good customer, he was offered a
cocktail and snacks. A younger special boy, brought in for the purpose of
being a waiter, was told to follow the man and keep him full of snacks and
anything he wanted to drink. He was also told, if the man wanted to pee, he
must make himself available to drink it so the man would have no need to
leave the sales area. The young kid, probably11 or 12 and still a little
new to piss drinking, nodded his head and said yes, Sir and went with the
man carrying a basket of goodies.

The man returned to the prime specimen showroom and immediately sought out
the previous attendant who took him back to see Shane. The man said he
might want to consider Matt as well although he hadn't tagged him for
holding.

The attendant smiled and was so happy to escort the man back. He had
already spent nearly $75,000 dollars on the twin boys and now might spend
another $150,000 each on two more prime boys. The towns budget would be
ripe with cash!

Shane still stood sweating on the stand. The young special boy was ordered
to go and wipe the sweat off him and Matt. The two were taken off their
boxes again and the man once again examined them looking for any
faults. The only one he had found was the slight swelling in Shane's anus
where he was healing. The other boy, Matt had a very tight and pink
hole. Not even any signs of a stray hair on either one of them. The man had
each boy taken off to the side where he asked that they piss and shit for
him. He wanted to make sure the plumbing was in good order. Both let out a
strong piss stream which the young special boy helper, was made to
drink. They stood over him and pissed in his open mouth. He swallowed what
he could but was totally wet as the urine had bubbled out of his mouth and
all over him. the man then had each boy squat down and take a shit. They
had done this with others watching before so it was no big deal. Shane was
so happy as was Matt that they were being considered together as they were
life long friends.  Whatever lie ahead for them at least was going to maybe
happen for them together.

The young boy had to take the turds with his hands and show the man the
quality of it. He didn't touch it but poked at it a bit with a stick and
found no worms or other parasites and the shit was firm and could easily be
used to fertilize crops.  "Their diet makes them so useful that even their
waste is good for something." The attendant said.

The man nodded and said he found them to be excellent and he would take
them. Again, the charge card was given and the toy young men had sold tags
attached to their balls. The tags flapped around a little as they were led
to the cashier who was more than delighted to make another sale. So far,
they had taken in just short of a million dollars, enough to fund the
budget for at least another year. This may have been the best year ever for
the town!

End of Ch 4