Date: Mon, 16 Jan 2017 11:31:00 -0500
From: Tripp Savidge <trippsavidge@gmail.com>
Subject: The LAB, Chapter 13: Take Down

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The LAB
Chapter 13: Take Down
By Tripp Savidge

Blake tried to count his breaths and relax. He was so incredibly close,
thrust too fast or too deep and he'd lose it and he wasn't ready. Blake
wanted Jason to blow first and from how tense his muscles were he had to
be close.

He felt Joseph flex his hips and grind his body back on to Jason causing
him to moan in pleasure as he was forced back on to Blake. Blake held
onto Joseph's hips sandwiching Jason between them as he slowly slid in
and out timing his movement with Joseph because no one wanted to
accidentally pull out and lose the moment this close to the end. Blake
felt Joseph pushing back harder and faster and tried to adjust - it was
too much, he could feel the movement, and Jason was clenching in response
- gripping his cock so tightly with his ass.

"YES!" Jason cried out.

Blake knew that Jason had lost it but he was focused on his own orgasm
and was intent on grinding every bit of his load into Jason's muscled
ass. He fucked hard and fast and stopped worrying about pulling out. He'd
shot his load, now it was just for enjoyment. He went deep with each
thrust pushing Jason all the way into Joseph and forward onto the bed and
then it was Joseph's turn to cry out.

Blake held Jason between them for several minutes before sliding out and
helping Jason to his feet. Blake grabbed him and hugged him tight -
pulling him in for a kiss as he let his hands roam over Jason's ripped
body.

Jason let out a small moan as Blake kissed him.

Blake supported Jason as his knees grew weak and continued to kiss him.
He knew that Jason was struggling to stand as Joseph rimmed him and knew
that it would be a very thorough job.

Joseph stood and wrapped his arms around Jason and Blake and nuzzled into
Jason's neck. "Thank you Jason, that was awesome."

"Anytime, anywhere you two want me, I'm yours. I never knew it could be
like this," Jason said between kisses, his voice deep and breathy. Jason
pulled back and looked into Blake's eyes. "This has been the best weekend
of my life."

"You enjoyed your time with Craig and Stephen right?"

"Ohhh... fuck yeah."

"They certainly enjoyed you. Maybe you need to visit us more often?"

"Just tell me what I have to do." Jason got out before Blake pulled him
into another kiss.


*   Scene 2   *

Blake opened the door and looked in on Vince. He was still tied to the
bed in the guest room. His hands were bound to the headboard and his legs
were spread wide and tied to either side. His body looked so inviting in
the morning light, the dark hair on his chest, the tight abs and
beautiful treasure trail down to his dark bush and beautiful cock. They'd
decided to let him sleep for a couple hours, he'd had a long night. Blake
walked over to the night stand and sorted through the tubes until he
found the right one.

"What... what are you doing?" Vince said waking.

"Getting your ass ready. Just a bit of stimulant to make you more
sensitive," Blake said as he fingered the cream into Vince's tight hole.

"Again?" Vince asked in disbelief.

"Oh, most definitely. Takashi got a good night's sleep. He'll be here in
a minute to get you goin'."

"Good morning beautiful," Joseph said as he walked in and climbed on the
bed. He leaned over and kissed Vince passionately. "Don't worry. I'll be
back this afternoon and we can play some more." Joseph kissed down
Vince's stomach until he got to his cock and gently took it into his
mouth.

"Oh god..." Vince cried as he squeezed his eyes shut.

"Mmmmmm. So very good," Joseph said around Vince's cock before sliding
his fingers around his ass and tickling his hole. He teased and played
and then slid in a finger while he continued to suck. "So very hard and
your ass is so hungry."

"I'll take care of it," Takashi said from the door.

"It might take a few times to feed this beast," Joseph teased as he slid
a second finger into Vince and made him squirm in pleasure. Joseph kissed
Vince again before standing and wrapping his arms around Takashi. "Don't
have too much fun without me. I'll be back later."


*   Scene 3   *

Bing. Bing. "Yes Claire?" Dr. Connor said tapping the intercom button.

"Stephen's on his way up with Mr. McDaniel for your 9:00 appointment."

"Thanks Claire, show him in when they arrive."

"Where do you want me to wait?" Chris asked from the doorway.

"Doesn't matter. I don't think he'll even notice you once we start. Just
stay close in case things go weird." Dr. Connor returned his attention to
his monitor and started tapping his fingers.

"Should be fine. Joseph hasn't had a spell in quite a while and after
your weekend with both Jason and Vince I'd think he'll be good. And Dr.
Connor... tonight will go fine. You've got a great team who knows what
they're doing."

"Thanks Chris. I just can't help but be nervous. Maybe this was a
mistake?" Dr. Connor said standing.

"No, it's not. Think of how many other people's lives they have ruined.
If we don't stop them there will be even more. Judge Stewart's still
young, probably has at least fifteen more years before he retires, maybe
twenty," Chris said as he walked over and put a hand on Dr. Connor's
shoulder.

"Yeah, thanks Chris." They looked up as the door opened and Claire
ushered the Department of Health Inspector, Cole McDaniel, into Dr.
Connor's office. Cole was looking good. Dr. Connor looked him over trying
to figure out what was different - somehow he walked with more energy and
confidence, his sandy brown hair was trimmed stylishly, his suit, shirt,
and tie were well coordinated, his smile was a little brighter and
overall he just seemed more handsome.

"Is now still a good time?" Cole asked nervously.

"Absolutely. Chris and I were just finishing up. Please... I set the
files on the table. Please take a look and make sure everything's there.
I tried to have it all ready so we didn't waste your time. Here, have a
water," Blake said as he handed him a mini-bottle.

"Oh... thanks," Cole said as his face fell. He took the water and opened
it and then drank it down quickly as he looked over the files.

I sure hope he planned on spending the day. Once that stuff hits his
system he's gonna' be a very horny man. Dr. Connor thought as he walked
up behind Cole. "I think those were the only files we were missing."

"Yeah. I can go ahead and mark everything complete," Cole said as he
opened the folders and checked for all the missing information.

Dr. Connor pressed up against Cole's back and wrapped his arms around
him, letting his hands roam. Cole had gone a little soft but he still had
muscle underneath and a nice athletic build. He put his lips to Cole's
ear and whispered. "Don't take too long. We have better things we could
be doing."

The life and energy seemed to rush back into Cole - he stood taller and
turned, a huge smile lighting up his face. "Dr. Connor, you have no idea
how much I've been looking forward to this meeting," he said as he
wrapped his arms around him.

"Remember, it's just Blake." He helped pull off Cole's suit coat and
threw it on the chair before he started untying Cole's tie and
unbuttoning his shirt. He had the shirt opened and was running his hands
over Cole's lightly haired chest, teasing his nipples and running his
hands around to his back.

"I don't know what's wrong with me... I haven't been able to stop
thinking about you, how good the sex was... how much I wanted you again,"
Cole babbled as Blake kissed him and continued to remove his clothing.

"I have a treat for you Cole. I want to introduce you to my partner."

"Partner?" Cole froze and his body tensed.

"It's okay Cole, honest. He wants to meet you. Joseph?"

Joseph walked out of the private rooms completely naked and gave his best
seductive smile. "Hi Cole, I'm very pleased to meet you. Blake said you
were hot, but he didn't do you justice."

Blake watched Cole's reaction and how his eyes dilated as he looked at
Joseph, his hardon had returned and his breathing was more rapid. "Wow,"
was all he got out before Joseph closed in and kissed him as Blake
stepped aside.

Joseph guided Cole's hands around to his ass and pressed his body tight
against the young man pulling him in for a deeper kiss, exploring his
mouth with his tongue. Blake moved in behind and slid Cole's pants down
letting Joseph press more of his body against Cole.

"But if you're partners..." Cole started to protest.

Joseph put his fingers to Cole's lips and took his cock firmly in hand.
"Yes we're partners and we also like to share beautiful, sexy, men...
together."  Joseph led Cole to the next room and pushed him down on the
bed as Blake gathered Cole's clothes and followed.

"Both of you?" Cole squeaked.

Joseph climbed onto the bed and straddled Cole's chest, he leaned forward
letting his cock and balls brush against Cole's lips - enjoying the
expression on Cole's face as he looked up Joseph's body and opened his
mouth to lick the balls and then suck Joseph's cock in. Slowly Joseph
began sliding in and out of Cole's mouth, letting him get used to him
before he went deeper. Joseph smiled as Cole's eyes went wide and a small
sound came out around the dick in his mouth.

"Such a beautiful cock and so very tasty," Blake's said as he took Cole
back into his mouth. Blake grabbed a special tube he'd set aside and
squeezed some onto his fingers. He resumed sucking Cole as his hands slid
down his crack and started massaging his delicate ass lips working the
stimulant in and around his hole. If you weren't hooked before, you will
be after today. Blake moved to Cole's balls and licked each delicately,
rolling the tender balls across his tongue, sucking them with a gentle
pressure.

Joseph climbed off of Cole and guided him so he was on his hands and
knees. Joseph slid his cock back into Cole's mouth and began face-fucking
him, sliding his cock all the way into Cole's throat.

Guess the drugs are taking hold. He's not even gagging... Blake thought
as he watched Cole easily deep throating Joseph. Let's see if it reached
your ass. Blake started sliding first one, then two fingers into Cole,
opening him up. Cole pushed his ass back onto the probing fingers,
moaning around Joseph's cock. Blake figured the stim cream had also taken
hold and ripped open a condom packet. He slid it on and added a little
lube before pushing against Cole's tight hole. Cole pushed back trying to
take it all in at once and Blake gently guided his ass, taking it slow
and gentle.

"Fuck! You are so big!" Cole cried out as he pushed his ass back on
Blake's monster cock.

"You can do it Cole. You know you want to fuck yourself on my cock,
that's the way. Ride my cock... fuck yourself until you cum."

Cole began frantically shoving himself back on to Blake, fucking himself
hard and fast as he continued to suck on Joseph.

Blake grabbed two more condoms and handed one to Joseph before ripping
open the other. "Hey Cole, let's try something." Blake withdrew and
reached around, sliding the condom onto Cole's dripping cock. Once the
condom was on, Blake lay on his back, spreading his legs and pulled Cole
toward him. "Come on Cole, fuck me."

Cole looked at Blake, the smooth ripped muscle, the tanned body spread
before him and that sweet hole begging for his cock. He gently guided
himself in and had just slid all the way in when Joseph parted his cheeks
and slid his own cock into Cole.

Blake and Joseph pinned Cole between them, in a sandwich fuck as Blake
reached up and teased Cole's nipples. Joseph guided their motion, fucking
Cole deep with each thrust as he pushed him into Blake.

"You like being with men, don't you Cole?" Blake teased.

"Fuck yes. This is incredible!"

Cole started to shake then gasped as his whole body trembled with his
release.

"That's the way, now suck my dick while Joseph blows in your ass," Blake
said sliding back and offering his cock up to Cole's mouth. He reached
down and pulled off Cole's condom before tipping it into his mouth and
sucking it clean. "That's it take my dick all the way. Oh... yeah... I'm
going to blow... here it comes." Blake warned as he exploded in Cole's
sucking mouth, shooting his hot cream down his throat.

Joseph was pile driving Cole's ass and as Cole finished licking Blake
clean he whimpered as a second orgasm hit and he squirted onto the bed.
Joseph slowed and wrapped his arms around Cole, holding him tightly. "Was
that your first anal orgasm?" Joseph whispered.

"Damn. I didn't even know that was possible," Cole said as he tried to
catch his breath.

They cleaned up and got dressed before returning to Blake's office. Blake
gathered up the folders and put them back on his desk. "Stephen will be
here in a few minutes to take you back on tour. I know you were concerned
about the milking room and whether or not we were hurting the subjects."

"Well... yeah but not sure what you wanted show me that we didn't see on
the first tour?"

Blake laughed and walked up to Cole, pulling him in for a kiss. "Show may
not be the right word. We've just finished getting Milking Room 2 ready
for our new class. It's not quite the same as what you saw in Room 1.
Room 2 is not as automated, the milking is the same but we use live
subjects for the anal stimulation. I thought we'd let you try it out
personally, you know, get the full experience."

"I couldn't..." Cole protested.

"Sure, what better way to see how good it feels and be sure that we're
not hurting anyone. Besides, Stephen is going to partner with you. He's
the guide who escorted you up." Blake watched Cole's face as he
remembered the guard. A smile started to spread before he caught himself.
Yes, he noticed Stephen alright.

There was a knock at the door and Stephen opened it and peeked in. "You
ready for me Dr. Connor?"

"Are we Cole? Stephen, why don't you step in and show Cole your
equipment. I think he's still deciding."

Stephen stepped into the room and pulled off the black Polo, revealing
his muscled hairy chest, then he unfastened the black cargo pants and
slid them down, showing his notable and beautiful package.

Cole had gone pale, his eyes wide as he just stared.

Blake slid his hand over Cole's crotch and smiled. "Given that boner,
I'll take that as a yes, he'd like you to help him test out the milking
room."

"My pleasure," Stephen growled as he pulled Cole to him and ground his
hard cock against Cole's bulge, gripping his ass cheeks as he kissed him
hard.

"Shit. Is every guy here this hot?"

"Most of them, yeah," Blake said putting a hand out to steady Cole. "If
you like, I can make sure you get to sample lots of hot guys. Maybe
you'll find one you want to keep."

Cole gave a nervous laugh. "No. Married, have kids," he objected weakly
as Stephen kissed him again.

"Yeah, but what would it be like going home to have Stephen in your bed
every night. Get the kids settled and then crawl in with him... you
know."

"I'd lose my license." Cole said between kisses.

"Huh?" Blake and Stephen both responded.

"I'd break every traffic law getting home as fast as I could and they'd
take my license."

"That's the spirit. Now why don't you two go have fun and I'll check in
on you later."

As the two guys stepped out. Joseph and Chris entered from the other
door. Blake picked up the phone and made a quick call. "David?"

"Yes, Dr. Connor. Did you need something?"

"Yeah. Entertaining a very special guest in Milking Room 2. Stephen's on
point but can you supply five, maybe six good looking trainers. Not at
once, just over the course of the day?"

"Sure boss. Anyone in particular?"

"Nah. They're all good."

Joseph sat on Blake's desk and gave him a questioning look. "What are
going to do with him?"

"Nothing bad. Just give him the best sex of his life."

"And then?"

"Take him into the family of course. Make sure he has hordes of devoted
fuck buddies and then go from there."

"Hey, I'd like devoted fuck buddies!" Chris objected.

Blake threw a note pad at Chris. "Idiot, you already do. Besides you
could fuck any man here you wanted."

"Oh... yeah. I forgot." Chris said with a big smile.


*   Scene 4   *

"Blake you need to calm down and relax," Max said as he watched Blake
pace back and forth.

"So how are we doing on the high school coach?"

"Should have it wrapped up tomorrow. I think we can move this weekend,"
Max answered.

"Everything set for tonight?"

"Absolutely. Everyone has their kits, plans are set. Ian was already
called to work backup today for his buddy. Blaze is more than ready and
has his script down pat. And before you ask, I have quadruple checked and
everything is set. He has the best safety net we can give him."

"Dr. Cable's girls ready?"

"Yes Blake. Stop worrying. You still going out?"

"Yeah. Joseph and I are going to Dr. Tillman's retirement dinner. He was
head of surgery at City. Lots of the doctors will be there so very
visible and he's a great guy. He really helped me when I was starting
out."

"So... nothing to worry about. We'll regroup tonight after everything's
done and you'll get a blow by blow recap. Good?"

"Yeah. Good. You up to checking in on Mitch and Carl. I feel like I need
to but I'd rather go down with you if you're willing."

"Absolutely. But let me remind you both Joseph and I made it very clear
you are not, under any circumstances to go down by yourself," Max said
sternly.

Blake followed Max into the observation room watching Max's muscled ass
as he climbed the stairs and couldn't help but reach out and run his hand
over the firm, round ass.

"Hey!" Max said turning around to catch the grin on Blake's face.

"What? It was so pretty... I couldn't help myself. It's been days." Blake
said drawing out the word.

"Like you were alone and pining," Max laughed.

"I still like your ass. And I always miss you. So how did your time go
with Peter?" Blake asked as they sat down to watch the show.

"Blake, it was great. He reminds me so much of Joseph sometimes and don't
laugh when I say this but I think he really likes me. The way his body
reacts, I know he finds me attractive."

Blake raised his eyebrows and gave Max the look. "Max. How many times do
I have to tell you that you are an extremely handsome and attractive
man?"

Max ignored the comment, he'd heard it over and over again from Blake but
somehow he just couldn't believe it. "Seriously Blake... he was awesome.
I love being with him, not as much as with you and Joseph but he's
great."

"Then we better make sure we take good care of him. Give him some extra
attention and care. So looks like Carl's been busy."

They looked down into the set - Mitch was spread on the stone table,
surrounded by three men plus Carl. All of them in full makeup and
costumes. It appeared that they were taking turns with a very willing
Mitch. Carl was directing, coaching Mitch as the man in red leather
fucked his ass.

"Come on Mitch. Make him want you, show him what a good pussy you have.
You are here to be fucked, now show me how much you want them," Carl
coached.

The men took turns blowing their loads in Mitch, one after the other
before they started over. Carl stepped away and shortly they heard him on
the stairs.

"Hey guys!" Carl's baritone voice rumbled. "Enjoying the show?"

"How's he doing?" Blake asked.

"Real well. Better than I ever expected to be honest. He really wants to
please and make me happy. He gave up his ass to the others without a
whimper, no whining, no complaints. This stage is teaching him he's
anyone's whore who wants him. So far, he gets it. Once I'm sure he
understands anyone can fuck him who wants to, then we'll move on to
controlling his orgasm."

"What did you have in mind?" Max asked watching the men taking Mitch as
he writhed and groaned in pleasure.

"I want him to be able to fuck a guy to orgasm without shooting his own
load. He's got pretty good control already but we need to fine tune it.
He can usually bring me to a good orgasm about seven out of ten times
without blowing. I want him to practice on some other bottoms who are
prone to anal orgasms and then when he's got that mastered move up to
average guys. I've been teaching him that the only place he's allowed to
orgasm is in my mouth... when I give the okay."

"Wow. That's impressive. And it's working?" Blake asked looking at Carl
and feeling a little ill at ease from his demon get-up. It was just a
little too authentic to Blake's mind. Not to mention the fourteen inch
cock handing between his furry, hooved legs. Knowing they were boots did
not help blunt the gut reaction.

"Yeah. Like I said he's doing good." Carl reached down and lifted his
monster cock and stroked it until it was hard - watching Blake's eyes
track him as he did so. "You want to touch it?"

Blake swallowed and tried to breathe. He wanted to touch it and feel it
and he felt a shiver as he remembered that monster cock deep inside his
body. He was starting to feel really strange when he felt the warm
reassuring hand on his shoulder and then the warm kiss on his neck.

"It's okay love. You can do this," Max whispered.

Blake reached out and stroked the monster cock feeling the smoothness and
the heavy weight of the beast in his hand. "Impressive as always," he
said before releasing the cock and turning back to the window.

"I never meant to give you nightmares. You know that don't you? I wanted
it to be good, not scary."

Blake looked back to Carl. He could see the sincerity. He knew it was
real. "Yes I know. We think it was from the hallucinogens, not from
anything that actually happened."

"If there is anything I can do to make it right... I want to help. You
don't know how it hurts when I see the fear in your eyes. With the
subjects I revel in it - that's what I'm here for. But not for you. I
would never hurt you."

"Thank you Carl." Blake looked back at Mitch and the minions. "So what
comes after control?"

"We'll start moving him to the transition simulations. Slowly break the
illusion that he's in hell. The drugs will be completely out of his
system by the end of the week. But I was going to ask, could I borrow the
coach and that sheriff for the control training? They've been doing a lot
of ass work and they'd be perfect."

"The coach for sure. Let me check on Buddy and see if he's been using the
ass wrecker or not. We want to make sure he's regularly taking it to get
off before we introduce any changes. Once he's been riding it for a few
days, then you absolutely can use him. It would be perfect, put them in
the maiden cages, dirty them up a bit and fuck the hell out of them. I
like it. I'll check with David and see where Buddy is on his training."


*   Scene 5   *

Blake stared out the window, watching the lights pass as he held Joseph's
hand. Jared was driving and Craig was riding shotgun. They had just come
past the neighborhood gate and were almost home.

"Blake, you need to breathe," Joseph admonished squeezing his hand.

"Sorry. I'm just nervous."

They entered the house and found Mario and Max waiting for them. Max had
a drink for Blake and pushed it in his hand before guiding him to the
couch. "Sit. Relax. Ian, Sarah, and Troy will be here any minute."

Joseph grabbed a soda and sat down beside Blake.

"Any word at all?" Blake asked nervously.

"Yes. Everything went well. A few minor last minute changes but nothing
we hadn't planned for in our contingencies. We can check the news but
there's not likely to be much. Seems the police are being very closed
lipped. All the media has so far is that the judge and senator were
arrested."

They all looked up at the sound of the door and watched as their team
came in and sat down. Blake looked from once face to the other in
expectation. "Well someone better start! How's Blaze? Is he okay?"

"Yes. He gave an Oscar worthy performance and he's doing well," Ian
volunteered. "I'll start at the beginning. We got an emergency call from
Dr. Victoria Senholtz, Head of Social Services. She asked for an
ambulance at the Senator's residence. When we showed up, they directed us
immediately to an upstairs bedroom where Blaze was being consoled. Dr.
Senholtz was absolutely beside herself with anger, seems that she, Mr.
Chisolm, the District Attorney, and a few others found Judge Stewart
committing an indecent act with Blaze who had been bound to the bed with
ropes. They went to investigate after one of the Senator's servants
alerted them to screams being heard. We checked Blaze over and he
appeared to be physically okay but was in hysterics. We got him calmed
down and the police directed us to take him to City Hospital for
observation and tests. Once we were in the ambulance, he said he was
fine. They placed guards on his door. I tried to check with the staff on
duty but you know how they treat the EMTs. I did overhear that Blaze's
aunt had already been called."

Blake didn't respond, just turned to Sarah and Troy expectantly.

"I'll tell you what I can and Troy can fill in the rest," Sarah began.
"We were successful in luring both the Judge and Senator Newman. The
Judge and Senator were distracted long enough for our actors to record
the scripted conversation on surveillance monitors. We were also able to
administer the drug cocktail and get the swabs done. Sort of sad how
easily they were seduced. I didn't even have to try. Same was true for
the Senator. That compulsion stuff is scary - we had no trouble planting
the key phrases. Oh, and Jose and Emil had no trouble getting Mrs. Newman
to cooperate. She was so drunk, getting her drugged and in the catering
van was a piece of cake."

"Let's hear it Troy. You likely had the best spot for the show," Blake
encouraged.

"Consuela heard the screams on schedule. She was already suspicious from
the hints we dropped but the recording pushed her over the edge. Dr.
Senholtz happened to be at the bar, getting another wine when Consuela
came for help. Mr. Chisolm and three other guys followed them. Of course,
I followed as well. They actually broke the door in - and found Judge
Stewart balls deep in Blaze. When they tried to pull him off, he kept
screaming that Newman said it was okay, Blaze was his. Dr. Senholtz was
on her phone immediately calling the ambulance and the police.
Interestingly enough, Commissioner Crandall was one of the guests. He got
involved, made some calls and then we were swarmed."

"They corralled all the guests and serving staff, then started searching
for the Senator and his wife. The Senator seemed pretty smashed -
everyone heard him when he shouted his boy was a fag and the Judge was
welcome to him. They found Mrs. Newman being double fucked in the
catering van, drunk and stoned out of her mind. By that point the police
and guests were so horrified it was dead quiet. We were all questioned,
they took names, addresses, asked if any of us had seen any of them
earlier, etc. Told us if we said anything we could face charges. The
police took the Judge, Senator, and Mrs. Newman away in cuffs. They did
go for the surveillance cameras pretty quick and then they started a full
search. After the guests were cleared out, we were told to leave. No
clean-up. We're to go back when they call us - after they're done
searching. They also impounded the catering van where they found Mrs.
Newman."

"Someone remembered to plant Blaze's treated underwear?"

"Yes, worked into the other dirty clothes in the laundry room. Like I'd
forget... Liam and Todd threatened horrible things," Sarah said with an
eye roll.

"Yeah, like making them wear underwear was such a cruel and unusual
punishment. How else were we supposed to know how much semen a guy leaked
out of his ass onto his underwear? Are we worried about the timing for
when they hauled them off?" Blake asked turning to Troy.

"Not a problem. No chance of any residual drugs in their system by the
time they got them in for tests. They'll just find the alcohol, and the
stuff we wanted them to find in the Senator and Mrs. Newman," Troy said.

"So now we wait," Blake said starting to pace.

"Oh, there was one other thing. Crandall assigned Inspector Bruner. He
was the one doing a lot of the questioning."

"That's great news!" Blake exclaimed.

"Why?" Joseph asked.

"Bruner is a hard-ass by the book guy. He believes in facts and evidence.
Thinks there should always be a pattern and that everything should
connect. No gut feel or instinct for him, he's not a hunch or intuition
type. Given the evidence and trail we set up, it's perfect. He'll find
the web of connection, bet he even reopens the case from last summer."

"You mean with the Scouts?" Max asked.

"Yeah. They dropped the charges. Said the boys didn't have enough
evidence to prove Judge Stewart molested them. Though we know for a fact
he did - especially after we baited them. The boys may get their
vindication yet," Blake said.

Blake's phone started buzzing and vibrating on the counter where he'd
plugged it in to recharge.

"Hello," he answered.

"Dr. Connor. This is Commissioner Crandall. Sorry to bother you so late,
but need your help."

"What can I do for you?"

"Need you down at City as soon as you can get here. Want you as the
subject matter expert on a case. This is your area and no one is better.
Medical staff and the brass all agreed you were the one to call in.
Inspector Bruner will meet you at the nurses' station on four."

"I'll be there as soon as I can. I need to change and grab a few things.
Be there soon," he said as he ended the call and set the phone down.

"Guess I'm going back to work. Hey, I forgot," Blake said looking around
the room. "Where's Vince?"

"Sleeping in the guest room." Mario laughed. "Takashi ran home to pick up
a few things, he should be back shortly. He figured Vince needed another
break."

Blake walked over to Craig and put his arm over his shoulder. "I know
you're horny. Why don't you go fuck Vince, let off a little steam. You
are definitely his type. I've got to change and get my bag together."

"I'd rather save myself for you," Craig said.

"I like that idea too, but it's going to be a long night and you'll be
fully recharged by the time I can take care of you."

Blake peeked through the guest room door on his way to his bedroom. Wish
that were me... he thought as he saw Craig's legs spread wide, his dick
buried deep in Vince's ass as Vince rode him. I love riding that dick.
Though I gotta say... Vince is damn sexy.

By the time Blake was changed and had his bag pulled together, Jared and
Craig were waiting for him at the door. "That was quick."

"Just pictured you and I came real fast," Craig said with a grin.

"Well you should picture me and think what we'll do when you guys get
home," Joseph said giving each of them a kiss before they headed out.


*   Scene 6   *

Dr. Connor found Inspector Bruner waiting him for him as promised.
"Inspector Bruner."

"Dr. Connor. Thank you for coming down in the middle of the night."

"Certainly. How can I help Inspector?"

"Have a young man I need you to examine. I don't want there to be any
question of the results so I'd like to have an observer and a second
doctor running the same tests. Is that a problem?"

"Not at all. Actually pretty typical for police work on sensitive cases,"
Dr. Connor responded.

"Great. Dr. Haskins and our forensics specialist Dr. Buhl will be with
you."

"Would it break any protocol for me to speak with him first? Prep him so
he knows what's happening."

"As long as you have a witness."

"Pick one and we can get started," Dr. Connor said.

Dr. Connor knocked gently and opened the door. He entered and held it for
Dr. Bria Buhl who followed. He looked at the young man sitting up in the
hospital bed. He looked scared and young... "Hello Blaze, my name is Dr.
Connor and this is Dr. Buhl. I apologize for keeping you up.
Unfortunately we have some tests we need to do very quickly or they don't
work."

Blaze looked up and a strange expression crossed his face when Dr. Connor
spoke, then just as quickly his face went back to looking young and
scared. "What do you need to do?"

"I'm going to explain that now. When we start another doctor will join
us. We will need a urine sample and we will need to draw several vials of
blood. We will do a physical exam, checking your heart rate, your blood
pressure and check for any bruises, cuts, or abrasions. Then we will do
some swab tests on the inside of your bottom."

"What's going to happen to me?" Blaze asked in a small voice.

Dr. Connor looked helplessly at Dr. Buhl who shrugged. "I'm sorry, I
don't know but I will see what I can find out." Damn... I wish I could
just talk to him. But if they won't even give me a minute alone... shit I
hate this.

Dr. Haskins joined and began shadowing Dr. Connor as they started the
tests. The samples were set aside - each marked for their own respective
labs. Then they started the physical exam, talking Blaze through it,
continuing a soft dialog to make him more comfortable. Finally they had
everything done except what was the most invasive. Dr. Haskins helped
Blaze onto his side, pulling his knees up and hanging his bottom over the
edge. Blake pulled out the proctoscope, and applied some lubricant.

"You are going to feel some pressure. I promise we will be as quick as we
can." Dr. Connor assured Blaze. He collected a sample swipe and allowed
Dr. Haskins to do the same. He then turned on the UVA light and pointed
out to both Haskins and Buhl how much semen was still remaining in
Blaze's ass.

"All done," Dr. Haskins said as Dr. Connor used the wipes to clean up
Blaze.

Dr. Connor stood at the desk writing up his notes and filling out the
forms the Inspector had given him. Why don't they use computers and
tablets? Blake muttered to himself. He finally finished and handed
everything over to Bruner. "I'll let you know as soon as our lab results
are ready."

"Thank you Dr. Connor. Commissioner said it's okay for you to talk to the
boy. He says this is what you're good at so you should do it. You're to
tell him that his aunt, Jenny Cruthers, is on her way and we recommend
that he stay with her until all this is settled. District Attorney is
working on all the legal paperwork but Social Services was very clear he
should not have any contact with his parents. We'll work with Ms.
Cruthers to get anything out of the house he needs once it's cleared."

"Thank you inspector. He may not be exactly a kid. But right now he's
scared and his world has been turned upside down. I think we'd both find
it a little terrifying to go through what he's seen tonight."

"Damn straight. Believe me we'll get to the bottom of this."

Blake opened the door stepped through and gently closed it behind him. He
wasn't sure Blaze would still be awake but found himself in a watchful
stare as he walked up beside the bed.

Blaze didn't say anything but the question was clear on his face.

"The police have asked that I give you an update. You'll need to stay
here at least overnight, possibly tomorrow night as well, depending on
how you're feeling. Once you're released, they'd like you to stay with
your Aunt Jenny and have offered to retrieve anything you need from the
house."

Blaze smiled. "Thank you. It is you... right?"

Blake smiled in return and gave a wink. "Your mysterious benefactor?
Yeah. I'm very pleased to meet you in person Blaze."

"I knew it! I was sure you'd be hot with that sexy voice and all, but
you're even better than I imagined."

"Thank you. So seriously... are you feeling okay? Any pain or soreness.
Anything I can do to make you feel better?"

"Oh yeah. I can think of several things, but wouldn't want to contaminate
the evidence right? Maybe once this is all over?" He asked with a
mischievous grin, then continued. "The judge was more revolting than I
expected, but no, it didn't hurt and wasn't that bad. Whatever you gave
me was incredible stuff. Don't worry, I don't think I'm scarred or
anything," Blaze said with a chuckle. "And I love staying with Aunt Jenny
and Uncle John, they live up in the mountains. They're nothing like my
parents and my cousin's cool too. Thanks for making that happen."

"Good. She should be here soon. And since they've brought me in as an
'expert' you'll likely run into me again. Remember not to contact anyone
until this is all resolved, they may be monitoring you."

"But what if I need you?"

"I've been officially assigned as one of your Doctors. Just ask for me.
But whatever you make up, it has to be about your penis, balls or your
ass or they'll steer you to one of the others."

Blaze smiled and he didn't look scared or so young anymore. Just a very
pretty young man beginning a new adventure.

They didn't even try to head home. It was late enough that Jared got them
a room at the hotel across the street and they crashed until Blake's
phone went off.

"Hello," Blake said groggily.

"Dr. Connor, sorry it's me again. Another situation needs your expertise.
Can you meet Bruner at the County Jail?"

"Sure Commissioner, will do. Give me an hour to get cleaned up and we'll
be there."

The guards made Craig and Jared wait outside as Bruner led Dr. Connor
back to the infirmary.

"We think it's all bullshit but if we get an official second opinion then
we can write it off and move on. The prison's doctor, Amon, will act as
witness and help with the paperwork."

Dr. Connor entered the exam room leaving the two guards standing outside
the door and went to wash his hands. He opened his bag, set out a few
things then pulled on the blue vinyl gloves.

"This is the one," Dr. Amon said pointing to the man on the examination
table.

"What seems to be the problem?" Blake tried to keep a straight face as he
saw the judge sprawled naked on the exam table.

"They won't believe me! I was raped. The guards used me like a damn
woman, took turns, and said they were welcoming me to my new life. I want
them charged!"

"Okay. Let's see what we can find. Can you give any description of the
guards, what they looked like, any particulars on their genitals?" Dr.
Connor asked as he lifted one of the judge's legs into the stirrup, then
the other.

"Hell no! They weren't waving it my face, they shoved it in my ass. They
held me face down and took me from behind."

"Do you know if they were white, black..."

"Didn't you hear me? No. I didn't see them!"

"Our new resident has a very high opinion of himself. He just came in
last night. He's a judge, or should say a former judge," Dr. Amon said.

"You'll be out of job when I'm cleared. You hear me?" Judge Stewart
threatened.

"No swelling or inflammation, no abrasions, or tearing. Looks like a
normal, healthy anus to me. Let's open him up." Dr. Connor grabbed the
speculum, added a small amount of lube and slid it into the judge.

"Damn! What are you doing? That hurts!" The judge shouted.

"Shouldn't hurt too much if you were actually penetrated as you said,"
Dr. Amon countered.

Dr. Connor opened him up, not trying to be too gentle. He pulled out his
light and flipped it on and did a swab. "Looks perfectly normal. Let's
use the UVA. Nope still normal, want to look Dr. Amon?" Blake made a
quick switch on the swabs as Dr. Amon was distracted, substituting the
ones Sarah had taken the night before.

Dr. Amon looked at the light, noted the purple glow and saw no signs of
semen in the judge's ass. He stepped away pulled off his gloves and
leaned against the counter. "Sorry to waste your time Doctor."

"Not a problem." Blake moved to block Amon's line of sight and hit the
switch on his exam light again, it glowed a more vibrant purple and he
smiled to himself. The remnants of the guards' semen glowed a dull
white... good, guess that bait worked. He turned off the light and
grabbed a tube from the counter. "If you want I could put some A&D
Ointment in there. Might help after the exams."

"Go ahead or he'll just complain about that too," Dr. Amon said with a
scowl.

"I swear, they raped me! Can't you find anything?"

"Nope. All clean and normal. Besides wouldn't they have that on the
surveillance monitors if they'd attacked you?"

"That's what I said!" the judge yelled.

"No, we checked every tape. Absolutely nothing. They took him to his
cell, locked him in and left. We have footage of the guards making their
rounds, they were everywhere they were supposed to be."

Dr. Connor rubbed the ointment into Judge Stewart's ass, removed the
speculum and spread some more around the opening. Dr. Amon didn't see him
switch the tubes nor did he notice when Dr. Connor switched them back
leaving a perfectly normal A&D on the counter. Judge Stewart you are
going to have an amazing prison experience, you won't believe how popular
you are with the guards and eventually... your fellow inmates... they
just won't be able to get enough of you.


*   Scene 7   *

Blake sat back enjoying his coffee and listening to the noise and bustle
in the employee cafeteria. The energy level at the lab had really picked
up over the last few months, especially with the new crop of test
subjects. The door opened and Blake looked up to see Vince freeze as all
eyes turned toward him. "Craig, would you mind?"

"Hell no," Craig said as he stood and strode to the door with purpose.
When he reached Vince he put his hand behind his neck and pulled him into
a kiss before Vince had a chance to respond. "Hey sexy," he said loudly
enough for all to hear. He put his arm protectively around Vince and
guided him to the table.

The room erupted with cat calls, whistles, and hoots as they all
continued to stare at Vince.

Craig pulled the chair out for Vince but before he let him sit, he turned
him to the crowd and kissed him again - standing to the side and sliding
his hand under the tight t-shirt so his tight abs and treasure trail were
revealed to the room. Leaving his stomach exposed he undid the waistband
and slid his hand into the leather pants as he kissed. He finally
released Vince and turned the room. "Just so you all know - he's mine...
well... and Joseph's."

The room erupted again and intermingled with the cheers were the stunned
exclamations as they realized it was Vince.

"I want to die now," Vince murmured as he stared at the table.

"I'm sorry Vince but I gotta' say that was so hot," Blake said before
reaching out and patting him on the shoulder. "You are fucking gorgeous
and there is no reason to be embarrassed."

"You didn't like my kiss?" Craig said in a sad voice.

A smile creeped across Vince's face then he turned and looked at Craig.
"You know I did."

"Good. I'll get you breakfast. You stay here and bask in the glow of all
of those guys lusting after you."

"Craig!" Vince exclaimed as his face reddened again.

"You feeling okay Vince?" Blake asked.

"Other than being mortally embarrassed and wanting to crawl under a rock,
yes. I feel great. I can't believe I'm saying this... thank you. You were
right. It was the best few days of my life."

"It doesn't have to end you know. We just needed to show you what you
were missing. Besides I'm not sure that they'll let you go. Takashi
especially and I don't know if you realize but Craig doesn't take new
lovers easily. He's got a pretty small list so it's notable that he's
added you."

"Here ya' go," Craig said setting down a tray with a full breakfast in
front of Vince.

"Thank you."

Craig leaned down and kissed Vince again, tipping his head back and
sliding his hands down Vince's chest. "Need to make sure you have enough
fuel. Wouldn't want you to pass out in the middle of our fun."

"Craig you may need to ease it back or Vince won't be able to think, let
alone work. Besides he needs to take us back out to that property. I at
least want to see it before I lay out that much cash."

"I should be able to set it up for this afternoon," Vince said in a raspy
voice.

"Hey, can I go? I heard Vince can show me some really great uses for the
workout room."

"Aren't you supposed to be off?" Blake asked.

"Yeah, but that doesn't count as work," Craig said staring pointedly at
Vince.

"I think it would be a great idea. Joseph had some ideas on modifications
and we both agreed - Craig, we'd like you to consider moving in with us -
in the main house if this goes through. Just hear me out. I know you have
your own place, but we'd really like you to be close and Joseph says
there's more than enough room. Humor us and think about it, okay?"

Craig sat quietly just staring at Blake for a minute. "You mean it?"

"Absolutely."

"I want to kiss you so bad I could scream."

"Then do it."

Craig stood and came around the table. Craig pulled Blake into a bear hug
as he stood and then kissed him hard and passionately as he lifted Blake
off of his feet. "Damn, But I fucking love you," he whispered as he held
Blake tightly.

"I love you too Craig," Blake said as he kissed away the tear rolling
down Craig's face.

"Hey Cavanaugh! How come you get so many men?" someone shouted.

"'Cause I'm just that fucking good!" Craig yelled back.


*   Scene 8   *

"What do you think Max?" Blake asked looking over the plan.

"I think it will be awesome. Good job Diablo."

"Thank you sir. We've got the camera crews and men lined up. Max's team
has all of the logistics taken care of and you have some time to go
through the write-up, if you see anything you want changed, just let us
know."

"Hang on," Blake said scrolling through the information on his screen.
"Brody, the older son. His roommate pledged our frat."

"And?" Max asked.

"Get a hold of Luke, he's the newly elected president. Find out about the
roommate, see what he thinks of Brody. If he doesn't mind we could really
use him."

"Sure, I'll find out."

"Damn. If he wasn't such a bully I'd feel sorry for the guy. This stuff
on his wife is just awful. And he doesn't have a clue?"

"We don't believe so," Max said.

"Too bad about the boys. Guess they follow in daddy's footsteps.
Everything says they're as much a bully as he is. Okay. Looks like we
have a plan. I'll put the drugs together personally. I'll take care of
administering all the good stuff. Diablo, you handle your camera crew and
the fuck-boys. Max you got the set-up, guards, and tear down."

"Thanks for trusting me with this sir," Diablo said as he prepared to
leave.

"Welcome back Diablo. I saw you're back on the schedule next Monday. Hope
you get some rest."

He laughed and excused himself. Max closed the door behind him. "Blake, I
have a confession to make."

Blake leaned back on the desk and crossed his arms. "About?"

"Diablo."

"You mean about holding him back?"

"Shit. You knew?"

"Strongly suspected. Joseph was pretty sure though. My meeting with
Kameko just confirmed it."

"I am so sorry Blake... I don't know what came over me."

"It's okay Max. We knew you just needed time. We're a family Max. Adding
someone knew has to be comfortable for all of us."

"You don't know how relieved I am. I really thought I screwed up this
time - just because I was a little jealous."

"That may be part of it. Joseph thinks you may find Diablo a little too
attractive for your own comfort and are worried he might not be
interested."

"Ouch!" Max said and then gave Blake a serious look. "That may be a
little too close to home. I see how he looks at you two... and Craig.
Haven't seen that look coming my way."

"You ever think he might be scared of you? Worried that you don't approve
of him and looking for a reason to toss him out? I don't think the stint
in porn did good things for him Max. He's lost something and his opinion
of himself couldn't get much lower."

"I don't think less of him. Just bothered by how fucking hot he is and I
know he's special to you and Joseph. So yeah... a little worried that I
won't get to sample and even more worried he'll take my place."

Blake hugged Max. "No need to worry. I don't think either fear is
justified. But you might have to make the overture."

"Why is everyone so needy?"

"Cause we're all human. Seriously Max, even if we were all monogamous
this would be a tough environment. Everyone constantly wondering how they
measure up, is someone going to replace them, bump them out of the way,
are they good enough, pretty enough. There are days I worry every time I
look at Joseph, wondering what he sees in me."

"Yeah, I wonder that too," Max said with a grin before hugging Blake a
little tighter. "But changing subjects, I'd like Chris and Tank to go
with you this afternoon. Craig really shouldn't be on duty."

"That's fine. You really think it's worth it don't you?"

"You should have seen Joseph. That alone sold me, but seriously it's
gorgeous. Take a look, I think you'll agree. I already had Drew start
drawing up the paperwork with Vince."

"Speaking of Drew, where you planning on putting him? I saw the hire
sheet."

"So you're okay with it? No questions, no push back?"

"Max if I can trust you with my life and my livelihood most days, I think
I can trust you to make a good hire. If you want me to know more, you'll
tell me. Is it a simple hire or is there more involved?"

"I'm thinking either Carl's team or Robert's and it's a little more
complicated. We're doing a set up with extraction, there's a kid and
custody involved."

"Just let me know if you need anything from me. It's my specialty you
know."

"I will. So you're good with the plans for Findley this weekend?"

"I am. A little complicated but nothing like Stewart and Senator Newman.
By the way, from everything I could pick up talking to the detective it's
going along well. We sent the lab results over and I hear through the
grapevine they found a lot more than they expected when they did the
search on their places."

"Imagine! Wonder what they could find?" Max laughed. "Least you haven't
been called in again to check the Judge's ass."

"True. But the bait I used will guarantee he'll be getting attention at
least through his trial date. They denied parole, said he was a flight
risk."

"I think you should have baited the Senator too. Damn... what a jerk."

"Have faith. It's already scheduled for his arrival after sentencing."

Max snorted and then started laughing. "You sure he won't get off? Nah,
don't answer. I just wish we could see it."

"But we can. Carl's team has a direct tie into the surveillance systems
already. How do you think we changed the footage to protect the guards?"

"You are a dangerous man Dr. Connor." Max said as he wrapped his arms
around Blake.


*   Scene 9   *

Blake watched as the guys finished setting up the back drops and getting
everything ready. Coach Findley would be getting home from work in a
couple hours and they wanted everything in place. He considered it a
minor miracle that it had been so easy - the Findley's were having their
basement completely renovated after flooding damage. The construction
company was working on another job today and the team had no trouble
getting not only a panel truck but the keys to the Findley's. Sex is a
powerful negotiation tool, Blake thought with a laugh. Mrs. Findley was
having a secret rendezvous with Coach Julian for the weekend, while her
husband thought she was visiting family.

"Logan just got home." Max said.

"The donuts out where he can see them?"

"Ready and waiting - his favorite. Tanner said Brody just left campus he
should be here in about 15 minutes."

"Did we get confirmation that everything was set for Mrs. Findley? We've
got a lot already but I prefer overwhelming evidence."

"Yes. Stop worrying. Cameras are in place, and she's got enough juice in
her system to take on the Packers."

The minutes clicked by slowly until it was show time. Blake gave Diablo a
thumbs up as he headed up the stairs. He waited and listened...

"Hey guys. Hope we aren't disturbing you too much with all the noise,"
Diablo said.

"No, we're used to it. I don't remember seeing you before. I'm sure I'd
remember. I'm Logan, this is my brother Brody."

"I'm Dee. Pleased to meet you. Damn, but you guys sure are good looking,
bet you two have some awesome sex together."

There was a moment of silence then the sound of the door closing.

"That was crude."

"I don't know. I think it's cool he thought I was good looking."

"We, you mean. But to think we'd do it with each other, that's disgusting
Logan."

"Why? I sort of like the idea. Hey did you see Dad picked up our favorite
donuts? I ate mine but yours are left."

The door sounded again. "Hey shouldn't you two be fucking each other by
now?"

"What? No man. We don't do that kind of stuff," the voice objected
indignantly.

"You should, want me to show you? Get you started?" Diablo asked.

"Yeah."

"Logan!"

"Come on Brody, look at that boner. I saw you staring at my crotch. You
know you want to. Finish the donut and let's go."

"Let me get one of my mates. He's got some stuff that will make it even
better," Diablo said.

Brody grabbed the last remaining donut and shoved it in his mouth as he
followed his brother and Diablo down the hall.

"That's my queue." Blake said squeezing Max's shoulder. He grabbed his
bag and headed up the basement stairs.

The boys had already been herded into Logan's room and were quickly
stripping off their clothes with Diablo's encouragement. Blake set his
bag down and waited - the boys were very similar in looks. Brown hair,
brown eyes, trim athletic builds, light skin. Brody was a little bulkier
but not by much and at first glance Logan appeared to be a little better
endowed.

"Guys this is our friend. He wants to check you over make sure all is
good before you two start. He'll give you some lube so the sex will be
better too. You can trust him," Diablo said making sure both boys kept
eye contact.

That stuff works every time. Blake thought as he checked both boys' eyes,
their pulse and then listened to their hearts. All good. No reaction.
Time for the finishing touches. Both boys swallowed the pills without a
question and offered up their asses for him to apply the stim cream. "All
ready." He said as he packed up his stuff. "Oh, and no condoms needed.
They're clean," he whispered to Diablo.

"Remind me to never let you near me with that compulsion shit. That stuff
is damn scary." Diablo whispered to Blake, then louder to the boys. "Our
friends are going to come in now and film what we're doing. I know that
will be okay with you. Why don't you get on Logan's bed and start sucking
each other?"

Brody lay back on the bed as Logan climbed on top, straddling his face
and letting his dick press against Brody's lips as Logan went down on his
own hard cock. In seconds they were sucking each other like pros, taking
each other's dicks deep into their throat while their hands trailed over
each other's smooth bodies.

Blake watched as the camera guys moved in, making sure they got good
close-ups of both boy's faces - dicks buried deep in their mouths. He
leaned over to Diablo, "With what we gave them, they'll fuck anyone and
anything for the next couple days. All you have to do is make the
suggestion and they'll follow through. So be careful that none of your
crew make suggestions or comments."

"Fuck. Tell me you've got this stuff locked up and guarded. If the wrong
people got hold of this..."

"Yeah. We don't sell this... to anyone."

"Okay Brody, now you want to rim your little brother. Lick his hole and
tongue him like you would a girl. Let him know how much you like his
pussy."

Brody grabbed his brother and flipped him on the bed before burying his
face in Logan's cheeks. He drove his tongue in with skill and
determination - like he'd been doing it for years.

"That's the way Brody. You know you've wanted that tight little ass for
years. You can't wait to fuck him, show him what a good brother you are,
he's so hot isn't he Brody? Logan's your own little fuck buddy. Worship
that ass Brody. Show Logan how much you want him." Diablo coached and
watched as Brody became almost desperate in rimming Logan's ass.

Logan was giving the camera some great shots. His eyes were wide as his
body was pleasured and tormented. The look on his face somewhere between
shock and rapture. He was moaning and groaning as his ass was groped,
squeezed, licked, and fingered.

"That's it Logan, enjoy Brody's tongue. Tell him how much you like it,
tell him what you want him to do, how good his tongue feels. Tell him
that you've always wanted him to fuck you and how glad you are that he's
gonna' take care of you," Diablo coaxed.

"Please Brody! Lick my hole, open me up for your cock. I want you inside
me! I want you to fuck me Brody!"

Brody pulled back and positioned himself, lining up his cock with Logan's
hole. He started running his cock up Logan's crack as Logan begged and
pleaded for Brody to fuck him. He pushed in and started pounding,
pressing Logan into the bed and sliding him forward with each thrust.

The camera crew had moved in at both ends, capturing Brody's cock sliding
in the little hole while the other guy filmed Logan's face. A third
camera had a great view of both brothers as they fucked.

It wasn't long before Brody grunted and collapsed on Logan, pumping his
seed deep in his little brother.

"That was good Brody. Now you really, really want to lick that hole
clean. Eat up all your cum and then let Logan eat your pussy."

Brody did just that. He licked and slurped until Logan was clean then lay
on his back and pulled his knees up offering his hole to Logan.

"That's good. Logan show Brody how to rim. You can do it much better than
he did. Get him wet and opened up so you can fuck him. You've been
watching his tight little ass, wondering what he'd be like wrapped around
your dick haven't you?"

"Damn... look at that boy go," Blake chuckled quietly to Diablo. "I'm
thinking they may have had these thoughts already."

"You and me both," Diablo agreed.

It was no time at all before Logan had driven his own cock deep in his
older brother and fucked him hard and fast. Brody held on to his knees
while Logan pile drove his ass - both of them groaning and grunting as
flesh smacked against flesh.

"Hey Logan. Why not fuck a load out of your big brother. Grab his dick
and jack him off while you fuck him. Show him how good it feels to be
fucked by little brother."

Blake almost snorted at the smile that crossed Logan's face as he quickly
complied.

"Yeah big brother... you like having my dick up your ass. Getting your
pussy fucked by my nice big dick, filling your tight little pussy with my
cum. You wanna' squirt bad don't you? Feels really good huh? You can't
get enough of my dick. You'll be offering up your sweet little hole
anytime I ask won't you?"

"Yes!" Brody cried out as his jiz shot into the air, covering his chest
and hitting him in the face.

"We're gonna' be the best fuck brothers now, aren't we?" Logan said as he
erupted in Brody's ass and ground his load in the tight, hot hole.

"Good job Logan... now show Brody how you clean up. Show him how it's
supposed to be done," Diablo said.

And Logan did. He licked off all Brody's cum from his face and chest then
licked his ass clean, tonguing him thoroughly until he couldn't get any
more of his load out of his brother.

"Impressive. Get them showered and cleaned out. Let them rest a bit and
we then can welcome home Mr. Findley," Blake said as he stood and headed
back downstairs.

"How'd it go?" Max asked.

"Perfect. They were hot. Good looking and ready to fuck like rabbits. The
set looks good."

"We're using white for Findley and the boys then we'll switch to black
backdrop for the leather scene."

"Any word on him yet?"

"He should be here any minute. Randy and Tank will take him down as soon
as he's through the door. Get him washed and douched. You want us to
bring him down here or you want to shoot him up before?"

"Let's get the juice in him as soon as he's through the door. It will
make everything else easier," Blake answered before heading back upstairs
with Max.

They heard the door then the yelling.


"What the hell! Who are you people? Let me go! You can't do this to me!"

Blake had everything ready. He walked into the kitchen where Randy and
Tank were holding the struggling Mr. Findley. "Welcome home Brett. You're
going to have an adventure."

"What the fuck? Let me go! Who are you people? I don't have any money.
How do you know my name?"

"Max, pull his pants down for me, would you?"

"Shit. Are you queers? No!"

Max unfastened Brett's chinos and slid them down, then grabbed the boxers
and pulled them down to his knees. Randy and Max turned him so Blake had
good access to Brett's bare ass.

"Very nice Brett. That's a pretty little bubble butt, nice muscles and
dark hairy crack. You're going to feel a little cold as I swab then a
sharp prick."

"Please don't. I don't have cash, just take what you want."

Blake gave a deep laugh. "We are Brett. There you go. All done. You'll
start feeling better real soon. Go ahead guys... get him ready. Ohhh,
that's a pretty cock Brett. Now you're getting real hard. You like these
guys looking at you?"

"What did you give him?" Max asked giving a nod toward where they'd taken
Brett.

"Same as the boys got in their donuts. The compulsion drug plus a little
aphrodisiac to get him warmed up. Bring him back to the kitchen first.
We'll get him to sign everything then take him down."

Randy guided Brett Findley to the kitchen table and had him sit down
across from Blake. He was a good looking guy, athletic build with nice
muscles, dark hairy chest and treasure trail, a fine bush and nice cock
and balls. Overall well proportioned. His hair was cut short with a very
masculine and somewhat rugged look.

"Sign the papers Brett. Everywhere you see the signature flag. Full name,
just as you would for any official paperwork. That's it, take your time.
Sign clearly."

After everything was signed and Blake filed it carefully in his bag, they
led the coach down to his basement.

"This isn't right. My basement doesn't look like this," Brett objected in
confusion.

"Sure it does. Remember you set it up so you could have a nice place to
have sex with your boys. Go ahead and climb up on the big bed. It's all
ready and you wouldn't want to keep Logan and Brody waiting. You want to
have sex with them so badly."

"No, wouldn't want to make them wait," Brett slurred.

"Here Brett, this pill will make you feel better." Blake handed Brett the
pill and a glass of water as Diablo guided the boys into the room.
"That's the way... now lie back... spread your arms and legs real wide."

"There he is boys. He's waiting for you. He knows how much you've been
wanting to suck on his cock and play with his sexy body. He wants you
both so badly," Diablo said steering the boys to the bed. He signaled the
camera crew and they moved in already filming.

Brody and Logan climbed on the bed and began kissing and touching, they
took turns going down on their dad's hard cock, licking his balls,
sucking on his nipples. They took positions on either side of him, each
licking up the sides of his cock.

"Logan, I think your dad would really like to suck on your sweet dick.
Why don't you give it to him," Diablo coached. "Brody, I bet your dad's
dick would feel really good in your pussy. Don't you want to get him nice
and wet and ride him? Come on Brett show some enthusiasm. You've been
dying to suck Logan's cock and now you can. You know he's going to be so
damn sweet. That's the way... play with his ass while you suck him.
Finger his hole, get it ready. You know you want to fuck him too. Feels
good doesn't it? You like Brody sliding your manhood in his hot little
hole. You've been watching that ass for years... wondering if it would
feel as good as it looks. Now fuck him, lift your ass... drive that cock
deep in his boy pussy."

Blake watched as Brett sucked and fucked his boys. He was lost in a
frenzy as were Logan and Brody. Their young tight bodies, smooth with a
light sheen of sweat as they reveled in the sex with their old man. Brody
was groaning, his eyes squeezed shut as he impaled himself on his dad's
cock, driving it into his ass hard and fast as he held on to his
brother's shoulders. Logan was face fucking his dad as his old man had
his fingers deep in his ass, finger fucking him and squeezing his
prostate to get every bit of juice he could squeeze out.

Brett cried out and thrust himself deep into Brody blowing his load as
Logan erupted in his mouth. He sucked down his son's cum, savoring the
sweet and salty flavor and how smooth and hard his young son's cock was.
It felt so good in his mouth and Brody's ass was so hot and tight milking
the last bit of his own load out of him.

Blake watched the camera move in to catch the jiz leaking out of Brody as
Brett blew his load, then to Brett's face as he finished licking off
Logan.

"That was so good Brett. Now move around so you can fuck Logan's pussy
and eat out Brody's ass. Once it's clean, then you really want to suck a
load out of your boy... see if he tastes as good as his little brother."

Brett and the boys rearranged themselves. Logan lay on his back and
lifted his legs while Brody squatted over his face, lifting his dripping
hole up for his dad to lick. Brett moved in and slurped up the jiz and
licked and tongue fucked his boy as he fingered Logan's ass getting him
opened up. Brett pushed his cock into Logan and began sliding in and out
slowly, enjoying every inch of his boys' chute. Logan was sucking on
Brody's cock as Brett rimmed his older boy.

"No son, that cock's mine. Turn around Brody. Give daddy that sweet
little prick of yours," Brett said before taking Brody into his mouth.

Brody was the first to lose it. He cried out as he erupted in his daddy's
mouth and whimpered as Brett grabbed him around the ass and pulled him in
tight continuing to suck long after he'd lost his load. Brett was fucking
Logan hard, slamming into his ass and going as deep as he could. He
reached down and grabbed Logan's hard cock and started stroking and
squeezing as he fucked.

"Fuck me harder daddy!" Logan cried out as he shot his load into the air.

Brett obliged and then collapsed onto Logan, finally releasing Brody from
his sucking mouth. Brody collapsed onto the bed beside them and lay
still.

"Tell them what you thought about the sex Brett," Diablo said.

"You boys are fucking hot. You both have such sweet holes and you tasted
great. I really, really liked fucking you two."

"That's good Brett but you're not done. Now you want your boys to fuck
you, take turns, driving their dicks into your hole 'cause you really
like being fucked."

When they'd played out Diablo's script they were taken off to be cleaned
up, while the crew started changing out the drapes and backdrops.

"Diablo, any of the crew or men who aren't needed for the leather scene,
send them up in shifts to the boy's room. I'm sure we've built up a good
bit of frustration and those boys aren't even close to done."

"Sure. You gonna' check them out?"

"Yeah... in more ways than one. Anything you need?"

"Nah. I'll pass. A little too much like my old job. Besides I'm saving up
for you and Joseph."

Blake laughed to himself as he climbed the stairs. Logan and Brody were
on the bed, waiting. "Time to check you over," Blake said as he examined
the boys looking for any unusual reactions to the drugs in their system.
"Now you're ready for some attention." Blake looked between the two young
men and decided on Logan. He turned around to see Max at the door. "Hey,
want to send someone in for Brody?"

"Logan, what position do you like best?" Blake asked as he opened his
pants and slid them down.

"Shit. You're huge!"

"Yeah but it is going to feel really good. So what position?"

"Uhm... on my back so I can watch you." Logan turned around and lay back,
lifting his legs and watching Blake closely as he started fingering
Logan's hole.

"That's the way... take it in. You love being fucked by a really big
dick. Feels so good, filling you up." He looked at the tight pink hole,
the smooth round ass and thighs and gently ran his hands up and down,
enjoying how much his touch affected Logan. He got three fingers worked
inside then gently positioned himself and started to push in.
"Yeah..." Logan gasped as Blake slid all 9 1/2 inches into his tight
little hole.

Blake ran his hands over Logan's smooth body, the soft feel of his skin
the pert little nipples. He fingered them, pulling, teasing and pinching,
causing Logan's ass to tighten around his cock. He wrapped his hand
around Logan's stiff cock and started stroking. Logan's eyes went wide
and his breathing quickened as he watched the huge cock sliding in and
out of him. "That's it Logan... it feels so good. You want to cum so
badly... go ahead, shoot your load while I fuck your pussy."

Logan was moaning loudly in between pleas for Blake to fuck him harder or
faster. Beside him Brody was being fucked doggy-style by one of the crew.
That's the way boys. Before the weekend is over you'll have taken care of
every one of us. Several times...

Blake turned Logan over to the next guy when he was done and headed back
down to check on what was happening. He'd go back up later to try Brody.
Blake stepped quietly, not wanting to make any noise while they filmed.
He carefully sat in the chair beside Diablo. Coach Findley was totally
engrossed in his work. They'd put him in a harness and collar and told
him he was a sex slave. He was trying very hard to live up to that image
as he alternately sucked two huge cocks while another one was buried deep
in his ass. The three actors were actually trainers from the Lab. But
they all wore leather hoods to complement the harnesses, open crotched
leather pants, and various leather and chain accessories. Brett's face
was the only one that would be clear on the finished product, though the
bodies and dicks of all of them would be well documented.

"He's doing very well. They've already all taken his ass at least once
and we've shot several different positions," Diablo whispered.

"His boys are having an equally good time," Blake responded, then watched
as the men changed position. One of the leather studs climbed up on the
table and lay down holding his cock up for Brett to mount. Brett eagerly
sat on the cock and leaned forward as the other man climbed up to present
his cock for Brett's mouth. The third guy worked his way in and started
sucking on Brett's own throbbing meat. "He rides pretty good for a
newbie."

"Take away all their inhibitions and they know what to do instinctively."

Blake couldn't argue with that. It was one of their foundation
principles. The men shifted positions again, bending Brett over at the
waist. The cock that was in his mouth moved to his ass and the guy
sucking him started rimming the guy fucking Brett. The third slid his
cock into Brett's mouth... and they continued on. Blake watched as long
as he could but was getting a little overheated.

"I'm going to check out Brody. I'll be back in a bit." He found them
still in Logan's room and fortunately for him someone had just finished
up with Brody. "You done?"

"Yeah boss... he's a sweet one... enjoy."

"Hey Brody. How are you feeling?"

"I am so horny. It's all I can think about."

"It's a bit crowded. You have your own room?"

"Yeah."

Blake gave Brody a hand and pulled him off of the bed, helping him stand.
Brody then led Blake to the next room and opened the door. It was almost
identical - other than the color scheme and the posters. Brody climbed up
on his bed while Blake undressed and set his clothes aside.

"Are you a model?" Brody asked looking over Blake from head to toe. "You
must work out a lot to stay that ripped."

"No, not a model and yes I work out every day. You approve."

"Your cock is huge," Brody said as his eyes went wide.

"Your brother seemed to enjoy it." Blake watched as Brody looked up and
saw the competitive nature take over.

"I think you're the best looking guy here and if Logan can handle it then
I'm sure I can."

Blake climbed up on the bed and lay beside Brody, who turned so they were
face to face. Blake leaned in and kissed him, gently at first, just
brushing lips and then as Brody started relaxing Blake probed with his
tongue and Brody opened up to full on kissing.

"Wow. I like the way you kiss," Brody said in surprise.

In response Blake kissed harder and ran his hand down Brody's back
cupping and squeezing his ass. It was more muscled and rounded than
Logan's. Blake slid his fingers down the crack, finding Brody's tender
hole and teased it.

Brody kissed harder in response and made small sounds as he pressed his
body into Blake letting their hard cocks rub against each other.

Blake rolled on top of Brody and drew his arms up above his head. He
kissed down his neck, licked his pits then moved in on his nipples. He
continued kissing and touching running his hands down Brody's lean sides
to his hips and nicely shaped legs. He kissed his lower abdomen, teasing
his bush, then down the valley between his crotch and his thigh as Brody
whimpered.

He took Brody's cock in his mouth, gently sucking the cut dick, enjoying
the feel and shape of him. He was nicely sized, thick enough but easy to
take in his mouth - maybe seven inches. He kissed back up Brody's body
and captured his mouth again as his hands roamed. "Do you want me to make
love to you Brody? Show you what it's like to really be with a man?"

"Yes! Please!"

Blake gently slid his finger into Brody as he kissed, teasing his hole
and opening him up. He wasn't too tight now that he'd taken so many guys
and his ass was well lubed from all the attention but Blake wanted it to
feel really good. He slid a second finger in and massaged Brody's 'P'
spot, making him moan even louder as he kissed and fondled. When he
easily slid three fingers into Brody, he knew the boy was ready. Blake
gently lifted Brody's ass just enough to slide in and then pressed his
body up against him and continued kissing as he slowly and gently fucked
him. "Does it feel good?"

"Oh God! It feels awesome. Please don't stop..." Brody wrapped his arms
around Blake and held him tight as his legs curled around Blake's ass.

"You feel so very good Brody. Your body is so tight and hot. I love
putting my big dick in your pussy, squeeze it for me. Show me how much
you want me to fuck you."

"Fuck me harder... please."

Blake turned Brody so he could stand on the floor and fuck him. He
reached his arms under Brody's back, gripping his shoulders from below
and started driving into him hard and deep, grinding his hips when he was
all the way in. He let his abs slide across Brody's hard, wet cock,
stroking it with each thrust. He moved one of his hands and found Brody's
nipple and started pinching and pulling - he drove his tongue into
Brody's mouth in time with his thrusts.

Brody cried out into Blake's mouth and Blake could feel Brody's body
convulsing around his cock, his load squirting against Blake's stomach.

Blake picked up his tempo, pressing his body tightly against Brody so he
could still rub against his cock as he fucked deep and hard. He ground
his hot load deep into Brody's ass, seeding him, claiming him as his own.
When he was finally spent, he gently pulled out and began licking Brody's
chest and stomach, then his cock, capturing as much of Brody's sweet boy
juice as he could.

When Blake lay back beside Brody, the boy took the hint and immediately
began liking Blake's chest and abs, eating his own cum before he moved
down and sucked in the monster cock. Drawing out a few precious drops of
cum and marveling at the taste of Blake combined with his own musky ass
juice of all those guys who had fucked him earlier.

Blake pulled Brody back in for another kiss and lifted him so he was
straddling Blake.

Without even pausing Brody slid back on Blake's cock and took it in
again. He started sliding back and forth taking Blake deep and hard.

Blake slid his hands up Brody's chest and started teasing his nipples as
he rode. He let Brody do the work, let him milk his cock with that sweet
ass of his and enjoyed the rapture on Brody's face as he pleasured
himself on Blake's cock. It wasn't quick but Blake shot another load into
Brody at about the same time Brody shot his own load. Blake could tell
Brody was surprised by the hands-free orgasm but given how he was riding
it wasn't such a wonder to Blake.

Brody climbed off and collapsed on the bed beside Blake.

Blake turned and ran his hand up and down Brody's lean body, enjoying the
feel of the soft smooth skin, the young muscled body. He leaned in and
kissed Brody tenderly. "You are an incredible fuck Brody. Don't ever let
anyone make you think differently. I enjoyed you very much but have to go
now. Maybe we'll get a chance again later."

Brody returned the kiss but made no other response as Blake dressed and
left the room.

"Hey Randy. You tried Brody yet?" Blake asked as he saw Randy coming up
the stairs.

"No. I've been too busy taking care of other stuff. You think I should?"

"Definitely, I've got him all loosened up so you should have no trouble
getting that monster of yours in him. He's a bit sex drunk at the moment
so I suggest you just go in and start fucking him. He'll come around soon
enough."

Randy responded with a smile and a squeeze to Blake's shoulder.

Blake found Diablo talking with some of the production guys while several
other seemed to be cleaning up the set. "What's happening?"

"We finished the leather scene. The guys were spent and needed a break.
Max took Brett up for another shower and some clean up. His ass was fully
loaded and he was leaking like a sieve."

"What's next?" Blake asked.

"We have all the video we planned on. So now we're getting set up to do
still shots. We'll do a full set for each, capture every bit of them,
from clothed to close-ups on all their assets, maybe some more posed
stills with each other, then it's pretty much free time," Diablo
answered.

"Let the camera crew and anyone else who hasn't had a turn enjoy Logan
and Brody once you get everything you need. They are both hot fucks and
worth the time. With the stuff I gave them they'll be up for as many men
as can take them. They'll definitely still be going strong after we
leave..." Blake paused and looked off for a second. "Actually, given
their reaction so far, I'm betting Monday and Tuesday will be a little
rough for them too."

"Worked a little too well?"

"Not really. But if they're young and horny already it doesn't take as
much. I'm also betting they weren't nearly as straight as they thought
they were. The enthusiasm isn't all drugs."

"The guys will try to catch naps in shifts. Don't want them going all
weekend without sleep. We have food being delivered so we'll just keep it
set out in the kitchen."

"Sounds great, think I'm going up for some coffee, can I get you
anything?"

"Yeah, that would be great. With cream please."

"Of course." Blake said with a smile. "Mine or dairy?"

"I prefer yours right from the tap. Dairy's fine in the coffee."

"Go ahead, rain on my parade," Blake said with a smile. He did rounds and
checked on everyone, brought Diablo his coffee then went in search of
Max. He found him in the master bathroom watching Brett towel off. "All
good?"

"Oh yeah. Think he's a little tired, that's all."

Blake watched the wet, muscled man. He was good looking, hairy in all the
right places, not model ripped but nicely shaped. So masculine and sexy.
He seemed distracted and wasn't looking at either Max or Blake, then he
looked up startled and wrapped the towel tightly about his waist. "What
did you give me?"

"Sorry, what do you mean?" Blake asked.

"The drugs. Do they like... make a guy gay or what?"

Blake laughed. "Sorry, no. To my knowledge, there are no drugs that will
make a man gay, nor are there any that make a gay man straight. What we
gave you made you very open to suggestion and ramped up your arousal.
They also tend to remove any inhibitions - you know that voice in your
head that focuses on should and shouldn't. While we can coerce you into
doing things or taking actions, we can't make you enjoy it."

"Fuck," Brett said then sat down on the edge of the tub and put his face
in his hands.

"Are you okay Brett?"

"No, I'm not fucking okay," he said looking up. "I just fucked both my
sons, sucked their dicks and let them take me as well. No, I'm not
fucking okay!"

"Is there more?"

"That's not enough? Shit! No, wait, there IS more! I fucking loved it!"
he screamed. "I fucking loved every damned second, every touch, taste!"
He stood and slammed his fist into the wall. "Don't you get it? I'm a
fucking monster! I want to do it again! I want to fuck my boys! Those
muscle jocks in leather? I couldn't wait for them to fuck me. I wanted
them so bad I could have screamed. I would have begged! No I'm not
fucking okay! I'm not gay... I'm straight and I loved it... shit, I loved
it. I can't stop thinking about how good it was... how much I want to
repeat every sordid thing over and over." Brett sat back down and started
sobbing.

"I got this," Blake whispered to Max.

"I'm going to go fuck Logan. Brett got me all worked up," Max said with a
smile before leaving.

Blake walked over to Brett and ran his hand through his hair. "It's okay
Brett. You're not a monster."

Brett looked up, tears still streaming.

Blake reached down and guided Brett to a stand and wrapped his arms
around him. "You are not a monster. The bullying has to stop but the sex,
nah... that's way more normal than you think."

Brett looked at Blake as if pleading for it to be true.

"Honest. You will be just fine," Blake encouraged before leaning down and
giving the most gentle of kisses.

Brett responded by wrapping his arms around Blake and pulling him in
tighter. His lips parted and he kissed more intimately.

"Let me take care of you..." Blake said kissing more urgently then
guiding Brett into the bedroom and pushing him down on the bed. The towel
fell away revealing how hard and aroused Brett already was. Blake pulled
a small tube out of his pocket and set it on the night stand before he
slowly undressed, giving Brett a seductive strip show. Then he climbed on
the bed and pinned Brett back in another passionate kiss.

"You are gorgeous," Brett said looking up at Blake.

"Shhhhhh." Blake put his fingers to Brett's lips before kissing him
again, Opening Brett's mouth with his and sliding his tongue into the hot
wet cavity. He kissed Brett's face, his neck and chest then licked and
sucked his nipples before running his tongue down the treasure trail to
his cock. He took the hard penis in his mouth, savoring it. So similar to
Brody and Logan. He sucked and teased before moving down to Brett's
balls, gently guiding his legs apart as he licked and kissed. He teased
the hairy hole with his tongue then reached over as he licked and grabbed
the tube. He put a pea-sized drop on his finger and worked it into
Brett's soft ass lips. Then took a second drop and reached around working
it into his own hole. Blake moved back up sucking Brett again and looking
up his body to see Brett watching him intently. He gave exaggerated licks
as he watched Brett's face. "You have a beautiful cock," he said before
taking it all the way to the base. He intentionally left it spit covered
as he kissed back up Brett's body before stopping and biting his nipple -
causing Brett to writhe. Then closed in with another tongue fucking kiss.

While he still held Brett's mouth in a kiss. He gently slid down on the
hard cock, taking it deep and sliding his ass up and down, enjoying the
reaction he got from Brett.

"Holy fuck..."

Blake cut off his words with a kiss and took a nipple in each hand,
squeezing and stroking as he rode Brett's cock. A warm gentle arousal was
building deep inside Blake's gut as he rode, making him even harder and
causing his massive cock to start dripping.

Brett watched Blake's cock in fascination, never taking his eyes off of
it as Blake sat up and rode him.

"Please... fuck me. I want that beautiful huge cock inside..." Brett
pleaded.

"Are you sure? I can ride you until you cum."

"No, please I want to cum with you fucking me. I want to feel that beast
pounding inside me."

Blake gently let Brett slide out and climbed off, then guided Brett onto
his stomach. "That's the way, lift your ass up, lean on your forearms.
Yeah... spread your thighs a little wider. Perfect," Blake coached and
then started licking the sweet hairy hole. The cream had already done its
duty, his fingers slid in easily with Brett groaning in pleasure. He
licked up the crack and then up Brett's spine, enjoying how it made him
arch his back. He worked his way up to Brett's neck and nuzzled in behind
his ear, biting at his neck and then licking along his ear. "You are
incredibly sexy and make me so hot," Blake whispered as he licked along
Brett's ear then bit his earlobe.

Blake gently slid his wet cock up and down Brett's furry crack, feeling
the heat and moisture from his hole. He lay his body against Brett's
back, gripping his thighs and worked his way in. Slowly and steadily he
pushed in a little, then pulled back, going deeper and deeper as Brett
adjusted to being invaded. Finally Blake had all 9 1/2 inches of his
thick cock buried in Brett's ass, as he kissed and licked at Brett's back
and shoulders.

Brett was groaning in pleasure and tried to push back and fuck himself on
Blake's massive cock, but no matter what he did Blake stayed in control.

"Just relax. Let me take care of you." Blake whispered as he slowly
fucked Brett's ass going deep each time, while he held the man tight,
kissing and touching. He moved a hand up and started playing with Brett's
nipples, then the other reached around and started stroking his cock.
Blake tried to feel every inch of the tight chute, he caressed Brett's
pussy with his cock, finding the right angle so he rubbed and massaged
Brett's prostate with each stroke. "That's the way baby, come for me.
Shoot your load while I fuck your hot pussy."

Blake felt Brett's body tense and started pulling at his nipples and
stroking him harder while he picked up his pace and slammed himself deep
with each stroke. No more gentle, now he was fucking hard and fast and
Brett was making all sorts of sounds in response. Blake felt the quiver
and the cum shooting out of Brett's dick as his ass tightened around
Blake. Blake let himself go and shot his load deep in Brett's ass. He
continued fucking and stroking until Brett was shaking and begged him to
stop. Blake hugged him tight and bit into his shoulder as he wiggled his
ass making Brett whimper as the big dick in his ass tickled his insides.

Blake wrapped Brett in his arms and lay with him while Brett recovered.
"When you're up to it let's go back downstairs. I know there are several
men who'd like to show you how good they can make you feel."


*   Scene 10   *

Max sat down beside Blake and put a hand on his shoulder. "Dude... I'm
tired."

"Teardown going okay?"

"Yup. Almost done and loaded. Brett and the boys are getting a last
clean-up. You can see in their expressions that it's finally wearing
off."

"Good. They need to be somewhat alert for this last part." Blake looked
up as Randy and Tank escorted Brett Findley to the table and helped him
into the chair. He was still a little wet but wrapped up in a bath robe.

Brett looked up, his expression a strange mix of confusion, joy, and
horror. "Why?"

"We'll get to that, but first, before the boys come in. You need to see
this," Blake said as he slid the dark folder over in front of Brett. "I'm
truly sorry for this part but you need to know."

Brett slowly opened the folder and the pain on his face was real. He
flipped through the photos, read the notes and finally closed the folder
- looking like he was going to be ill.

"As I said, I am truly sorry. You'll notice there's a business card.
That's the private detective who is willing to testify if needed. Any of
the judges in the county know and respect him. With that and the evidence
in these folders, there's no chance she'd get a penny from you or be able
to contest a divorce or argue anything about the boys. She's not with
family this weekend either, she's with your coach buddy, you'll get an
email later with some more incriminating video. I believe he was John #4
in the pictures."

"Shit. How could I have been so blind?"

Blake reached across and handed another business card. "I can understand
why I'd be the last person you'd take for references, but this is a good
guy. And because I was the one to dump this on you, I've already told him
I will pay any of the legal fees if you have him handle it."

"Why? Is this just to hurt me or something?"

"No. This was just an unfortunate coincidence. We discovered this when
investigating you but thought you deserved to know."

"But why? Why investigate me? I'm a nobody."

Randy guided Brody and Logan to the table and they took seats on either
side of Brett. They were wearing sleep shorts but still damp from the
shower.

"Because you and your boys are bullies. Because all three of you believe
you can't be touched. That there's no consequence to ridiculing,
embarrassing, even hurting others." Blake watched as the realization and
embarrassment hit each of them in turn.

"We've given you something to think about. Did you really think all of
those parent complaints would just fade away Coach Findley?"

"Shit."

Blake could see he was now starting to get nervous. The drugs slowed
things down but eventually the synapses would fire and thoughts would
connect. "You three can consider this your warning, your second chance.
You can change your behavior or suffer the consequences. No more
bullying, no more picking on others, demeaning them for your own
pleasure. It stops now."

"And if we don't or if we slip up?" Brett asked.

"If Logan or Brody slip up then they have a weekend like this but with
their friends. If you slip up then first we publish your leather porn
flick. Second offense for the boys we publish their little brother love
video and set up a repeat weekend with friends. For your second offense
Brody becomes a boy for hire."

"What?! You can't do that!"

"For the boys third offense we publish the daddy love video and set up a
special weekend with another group of friends. For your third offense
Logan joins Brody as a boy for hire. If there's a fourth offense, you're
all doing sex for hire and all videos are published as promotion to bring
in clients."

Brett, Logan, and Brody sat in stunned silence. "You can't do that..."
Brett said in disbelief.

"Actually we can. Think of what you've already done this weekend. Do you
really think any of those promises is a stretch?"

"Why?"

"You hurt the wrong people. There are always consequences."

"But that's blackmail, that's illegal!"

"After what we've done this weekend, you really think we're worried about
legal? But if you get any stupid ideas and try to go to the police or
hire a detective of your own, it's an immediate second strike."

Brett turned to his boys and shrugged. "I got nothing guys."

"It's okay dad. We'll get through it," Logan reassured him.

"Now the final bit of news. Your family love time isn't over. Each of you
have been given a very strong sex drug - it will last about thirty days.
Likewise each of you have been given an antidote that the body absorbs
and releases during sex. What that means is that as long as you, 'Dad',
have sex with your boys every 24 hours and you, 'Boys', each fuck your
daddy's ass every 24 hours all is good. If you don't you'll start
gradually feeling more and more desperate for anal sex. At about 36 hours
you will have thought about every guy you know, imagining him relieving
your pain. At 48 hours you will be begging the closest man to fuck you
and you won't stop until you get the antidote."

"There's no drug like that."

Blake laughed. "Go 36 hours and see. But I'd keep your antidote buddy
close. Think about it Brody," Blake said turning to look at the young
man. "You have a roommate right? You okay with stripping him and mounting
him? Because you will, you'll tie him down and rape him, riding his cock
like a whore until Daddy comes to rescue you."

Brody's face completely drained of color.

"But Brody's in college. I don't see him every day."

"Not like he's far away. Guess you'll need to stop by after work and
satisfy his need before you come home and take care of Logan. Besides
you've got it easy. Either one of them can fuck you. They've only got
you."

"Brody and I can't take care of each other?" Logan asked.

"I recommend it for your enjoyment but no, your daddy has the antidote
that works for you two. But if you're in a pinch, it will at least buy
you a few hours. Sex with other guys will still feel great but won't stop
the need."

"And after the 30 days we won't want to... you know... any more?"

"I honestly can't say. It varies by person. On some guys the drugs I gave
you make them 'need' to have anal sex and they feel relief and
satisfaction, but it never gets to the point of being enjoyable or
bringing pleasure. Their bodies just aren't wired for it. For others,
it's very pleasurable and satisfying, even if they were never interested
or looked at guys before. Some can walk away but most of them can't. It
just felt too good. Only you know which camp you fall into."

Brett turned to look at each of his boys and seemed to connect. Both gave
a hesitant nod. "Shit." He put his face in his hands and then looked up
again. "So if we stop the bullying then you'll leave us alone... right?

"Yes but let's be honest, do you think it will be that easy? I'm sure
we'll be seeing each other again. But it might help if you apologize and
make it right for the guys you've been so rotten to. Oh, and to show we
have some heart. Here's a card for each of you. In case of emergencies.
If you wait too long and are going to do something harmful to yourself or
others, call that number. A man will be dispatched immediately to take
care of you. Just don't abuse it."

Blake stood, pushing the folder back in front of Brett.

"We're ready boss." Max said from the doorway.

"Gentleman. Enjoy your bonding time."


*   Scene 11   *

"You ready Clint?"

"Are you sure Dr. Connor? This seems so risky."

"I promise it will be fine."

There was a knock at the door and Dr. Clint Maxey opened it part way to
see who it was. "Coach Findley, please... come in."

Findley walked in and stopped dead as he recognized Dr. Connor.

"Brett, I don't know if you've met Dr. Connor, he's on the State Board of
Education and one of the city's biggest benefactors."

"Dr. Connor. Dr. Maxey, they said you needed to see me."

"Yes, thank you for stopping by Brett. Just wanted to close up a few
loose ends. First, I thought you would want to know that Superintendent
Warren resigned last night as have two of our board members McKitrick and
Paskins. Seems your career is now back in my hands."

"Sir?" Findley had gone very pale as the implication hit him.

"Dr. Connor advised me that he has already coached you on behavior
changes so suffice to say I wanted you to know I was watching."

"And don't try changing jobs for a while Mr. Findley. We'd really like to
monitor your progress and it seems that those files Superintendent Warren
was ignoring have all managed to find their way up to the State Board.
I'm sitting on them for now, waiting to see if it was a fluke," Dr.
Connor added.

"Yes sir. I'll do my best sir."

"Oh, one more thing Mr. Findley. Please drop your pants and put your
hands on the desk." Dr. Connor said walking up close to Brett.

"Please don't. I haven't slipped up. I'm doing my very best, I promise I
will try really hard."

"I know you will, think of this as a reward."

Brett unbuckled his pants and let them fall, then lowered his boxers as
he put his hands on the desk and spread his legs.

"See I told you he had an awesome ass. Look at those round cheeks, nice
legs and that sweet hairy crack. I even brought some special lube." Blake
took the cream and worked it into Brett's hole. He leaned in and
whispered. "Just enjoy it Brett. He doesn't need to know how desperate
you are for his dick. It's an awesome ass, I'm just sorry it can't be
me."

Clint opened his fly and pulled out his hardon. He moved in behind Brett
and gently worked himself in. "Damn... you feel so good Brett. What a
great ass you have."

Blake took a seat and watched as Clint fucked Brett across the desk.
After going at it for a while Clint reached around and started jacking
Brett while he fucked. It wasn't long before they'd both blown their
loads. Clint got some tissues and wiped Brett up before he knelt down and
licked Brett's cock clean - then helped him get dressed.

"Thank you Brett. I really appreciate how dedicated you are. Maybe we
should meet a few times each week, just to check on status, go over any
updates."

"Yes sir. Just let me know when."

Blake watched Brett prepare to go, he caught the glance and smile Brett
gave before he was at the door. Yes, that's one happy man. Amazing what
good, regular sex will do for a guy.

"Oh, Dr. Connor."

"Yes Mr. Findley?"

"Just thinking... if you need to do regular check-ins. You know, see how
we're doing. You're welcome to stop by my place anytime you want," Brett
said with a smile.

"Thank you Mr. Findley. I think that's a great idea."

Brett closed the door behind him as he left.

"What was that about?" Dr. Maxey asked.

"I think I just got propositioned..."

END Chapter 13


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