Date: Thu, 11 May 2017 21:00:48 -0400
From: Tripp Savidge <trippsavidge@gmail.com>
Subject: The LAB, Chapter 17: Like Father, Like Son

This is a work of fiction, and contains scenes of explicit gay sex with a
strong authoritarian theme. Some chapters may contain, bondage, edging,
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The LAB
Chapter 17: Like Father, Like Son
By Tripp Savidge

*   Scene 1   *

"Please Blake... enough already," Craig begged. He put his hands on the
shower walls to brace himself. Blake was running his hands over him,
enjoying the wet lather and the feel of Craig's smooth muscles. One hand
returned to fingering his hole, while the other slid around his hip and
stroked his thigh.

"Be patient. It's not often I get to just touch and play with your
beautiful bo-DY!" Blake ended in a shout as Joseph's fingers slid inside
him.

"Sorry. Did I distract you? Your ass is so wet and I swear it was calling
out to me, over and over... fuck me... fuck meeeeee," Joseph teased. "And
it's only fair, if you get to play with his ass, I get to play with
yours."

Blake pressed his body against Craig and slid himself up and down the
smooth channel between Craig's muscled ass cheeks. In moments he found
himself sliding in as Craig pushed himself back. Blake worked his way in
and then had to pause and catch his breath. Joseph was opening him up and
pushing inside of him.

Joseph reached his arms around sandwiching Blake between himself and
Craig. When he had pushed in as far as he could go, he licked along
Blake's shoulder and whispered. "Now you can move."

Blake slowly started flexing and moving his body - holding tightly to
Craig's hips so as not to pull out. "Fuck, it's almost too much. Damn but
I love your ass Craig and your body is so fucking gorgeous.... Ahhhh!"
Blake gasped as Joseph thrust hard and deep. "And I love your hard cock
in my ass Joey... but you knew that."

"Sometimes..." Joseph said biting up Blake's neck. "It's nice to hear..."

"Fuck Blake, you're gonna make me shoot. And just to go on record I like
being fucked by both of youuuuuuu... shit." Craig ended his conversation
and began grunting with each thrust, then made a loud moan as Blake
wrapped his hand around his cock and began stroking in time with his
thrusts.

Blake rested his head on Craig's steamy shoulder and let the orgasm take
him. If he hadn't already had sex countless times in the last eight hours
he knew it would be mind-blowing. As it was, it still took his breath
away. He couldn't help but gasp as Joseph's motion made him continue
thrusting even after he came.

Craig cried out at about the same time Joseph thrust extra hard, Craig's
load dripping over Blake's hand.

"Thank you Craig, you know when you move in with us we are going to do
this all the time." Blake said with a kiss as he brought his hand to his
mouth and licked off the sweet cum. Joseph finally released them and they
turned to kiss and touch as the warm water poured over them.


*   Scene 2   *

"You really didn't have to do this," Blake said looking down at the plate
of breakfast Krysta set in front of him. She smiled and put plates
together for Joseph, and Craig. Diablo was already eating.

"I enjoyed it. I don't often get to feed so many handsome men."

"I don't know, you've got Brent. He's pretty handsome in my book," Craig
said.

"Yeah... I'd fuck him," Joseph said with an evil smile and a pointed look
at Krysta.

"Glad to know you approve and I was talking numbers, not that I don't
have a beautiful man in my bed," Krysta said with a light smack to
Joseph's head.

"Hey, you learned that from Blake didn't you," Joseph said rubbing his
head in mock pain.

"No, he learned it from me. Where are the rest of the guys?"

"Max, Stephen, and Jared are... uhm... having some guy time before they
get cleaned up. I thought I heard the shower so guessing Michael's
getting ready," Joseph said.

"Guy time?"

"Yeah, you know where one guy's parts fit inside another guy's parts..."
Craig said snickering.

"You know you men go hard on a girl's self-esteem," Krysta said shaking
her head.

"Why's that sis? You look beautiful and you're an amazing cook."

"Yeah, obviously she got ALL the genes for that one," Joseph added.

Blake turned and smacked Joseph but not nearly as gently as Krysta had
done.

"Oooooo, touchy," Joseph laughed.

"I'm used to being the focus of attention when I'm with a group of men.
It's a little unnerving to have you all ignoring me and staring at
Brent."

"Well, he does have a really nice ass," Craig said around a mouthful of
bacon.

Krysta sighed and it was Diablo's and Joseph's turn to snicker. "We all
think you're beautiful Krysta. You're like a female version of Blake,"
Joseph said trying to make her feel better.

"Joseph, Joseph, Joseph... Nice try," Blake said.

"Morning everyone," Brent said pulling up a chair. He was looking
especially dashing all decked out in his suit and tie. Craig and Blake
both whistled and Diablo gave his best leer, causing Brent to turn
several shades of red.

"Grrrrr," Joseph growled. "Like I said Krysta, I'd f..." his words
interrupted by the piece of toast she shoved into his mouth.

"Wait... what did I miss? I feel like I came in at the end of the joke,"
Brent asked.

"No sweetie. We were just saying how good everyone looks all cleaned up
in their suits."

"And your ass..." Joseph called out taking his plate to the sink.

"What?" Brent asked looking to Krysta.

"You should stay close to me today dear. I'm afraid your virtue may be in
danger otherwise."

Blake almost choked on his coffee. The expression from Brent was
priceless, as he looked at each of the guys and put the comments
together. If he wasn't blushing before, he sure was now. Poor guy. He
thought he was having a tough time resisting before - now add the
cumulative lust of a few more beautiful men and he is so doomed. But from
that smile, I'm not sure he'd mind at all...

"Dad?" Michael called.

"I'll be back. It's delicious Krysta and worthy of seconds... oh and keep
Brent safe - I'm claiming dibs," Blake said as he squeezed Brent's
shoulder and then walked back to Michael's room. Michael was standing in
the doorway, tie in hand.

"Can you?" Michael asked.

"Sure, but you know how to tie a tie."

"Not this morning. I can't seem to make it work." Michael turned and
limped back into the room.

"The red one goes a little better," Blake said holding up the tie.

"Uhm... it needs to go to the cleaners."

"Okay, the burgundy stripe?" Blake suggested

"Needs to go to the cleaners."

"You getting sloppy?" Blake asked as he walked to the mirror and began
working on the tie.

"Long story," Michael said with a frown as he sat down carefully on the
bed.

"You feeling okay?" Blake asked watching Michael in the mirror.

"No. I think I'm going to die."

"What's wrong? You catch the flu?" Blake asked as he handed Michael the
tie and put his wrist to Michael's forehead.

"No Dad. Wow this is awkward," Michael muttered.

"Can you tell me what hurts exactly? I am a doctor."

"Uhm... Diablo and I sorta..."

"He said at breakfast you worked out an apology..." Blake offered seeing
Michael struggle.

"I should have known it was too good to be true. Yes, he suggested that
maybe if I was put in the same position and understood what it 'felt'
like, I'd better appreciate what I'd done. No, no, he didn't drug me,"
Michael said quickly.

Blake couldn't help but laugh.

"Shit, you know?"

"Not the details, but the general idea, yeah. You want to tell me what
hurts now?" Blake offered feeling some compassion for Michael's
predicament.

"The idea was he could use me how ever he wanted and I couldn't resist or
take any action on my own. That was harder than I thought. That's where
the ties came in. He used them to tie me down - they may have gotten a
bit of spooge on them."

"Okay and did you come away with any revelations?" Blake encouraged.

"Lots..." Michael paused. "One, Diablo is way out of my league. He is
incredibly skilled and sexy and gorgeous and I didn't even know you could
do some of the things he did. Two, I don't like being used. And at least
I knew he wouldn't really hurt me and that he does really care about me,
but there were moments when I had to remind myself. I can't imagine if he
were a stranger or someone I didn't know well. In those moments... I felt
so cheap, so violated - like I was totally worthless."

"You do realize that same treatment is used to break men. Destroy their
self-confidence, their will."

"I did. But I understand it a whole lot better now. I also didn't know
that you can cum without an orgasm. There were several times, he would
get me so close, then stop - then he's start again and sometimes my body
would just start pumpin' out the juice. I wanted to scream in frustration
- well I tried, then he shoved a sock in my mouth and continued."

"Michael, that's called edging."

"I've heard of it, but never knew exactly what it meant. I shot so hard
one time, it hit the ceiling! He'd slide inside me and stroke me, getting
me really close then stop, eventually he'd stop stroking but start
sliding in me real hard and fast and it would make me blow. Can you
damage your balls because you came to much?"

"Not likely, why?"

"Cause my balls ache something fierce. My throat hurts and while it felt
great at the time, now it feels like someone took a baseball bat to my
ass. I keep leaking jiz out of my butt!"

Blake couldn't help but laugh. "How many orgasms did he give you?"

"I lost count after six. It got to be really hard to think straight at
some point in there. I do remember I liked sucking him and the taste of
his cum; though I didn't like the not breathing part when he slid his
dick down my throat."

"I think you'll recover. An ice pack will do amazing things for your
balls and I do have something I can give you to relieve the sore throat.
If it won't gross you out too much, I can also show you how to clean
yourself out and I have something that will make your ass at least feel
better."

"That would be great. Could you?"

"Sure. But can I ask, did he allow you to enjoy his ass. It is truly
amazing."

Michael scowled. "Sort of, I mean he made me rim him and use my tongue.
That was both gross and sort of sexy, I was surprised how good he tasted.
He teased me with his hole, let me slide my fingers inside and he acted
all hot and horny playing with my hand, but he said my ass was the only
one being used. God, I wanted him so badly. Guess that was to drive home
the lesson part?"

"I'd say so. Sounds like you learned some things." Blake held out his
hand. "Come on, let's do a lesson on clean up."


*   Scene 3   *

Chris helped Joseph carry plates to the table. "This is a new record,
what... almost five days without delivery? Someone's going to be feeling
unloved."

Blake laughed. "Not to worry, he came by the office after school. I had
to promise him a minimum of once a week. Deliveries or not."

Michael set the glasses of water on the table. "Delivery?"

"Your Dad has a reputation with delivery boys. One in particular has
become a regular and can't say that several of us haven't ... uhm...
sampled his skills. But I'm sure he was disappointed that Joseph wasn't
there to help," Chris said.

"Two more weeks and then I can. I have to keep the University labs ready
for the students to finish their projects. Finals start next week so that
means early days for you and me all this week then proctoring and grading
next week."

"I am going to miss it," Chris said as they finished putting everything
out.

Joseph wrapped his arms around Chris and hugged tight. "Doesn't mean you
can't still be my preferred daytime companion. Don't know that I'm ready
to give up your sweet ass."

"Should I be jealous?" Blake asked.

A smile lit Chris's face as he hugged back. "Can't have that boss. Maybe
you should join us."

"Oh, believe me, I plan to. It's been too long."

"Seems too quiet with everyone gone," Michael said as he passed the food.

"Sergio and Takashi are outside. I made plates for them," Joseph said.

"Yeah but the other guys aren't here and Aunt Krysta and Uncle Brent went
home, I'm guessing Grandpa is trying to make up with Gabriel," Michael
said.

"Don't knock it. It's our first breakthrough - he's taking him to a fancy
restaurant and show in the city," Blake responded.

"Personally I think Gabriel should hook up with Tanner. He's hot and a
lot nicer than Grandpa."

"Yeah..." Blake laughed. "But for some strange reason he loves your
Grandpa. Though between us, Tanner did earn his bonus and gave Gabriel a
few nights of sex he won't soon forget."

"I was really hoping Aunt Krysta and Uncle Brent would stay a while,"
Michael said.

"Me too, but I think we were straining Brent's resolve. He loves Krysta
but none of the guys made a secret of their willingness to bed him,"
Blake said.

"Come on Dad, that includes you... and let's be real. The guys in this
house, well... other than me, are far from ordinary."

"Don't take yourself out of it Michael, you are just as tempting," Joseph
said giving Michael a serious once over.

Michael blushed but didn't try to argue.

"Changing subjects." Blake began. "Tomorrow you need to go back to
school. I'll have someone drop you off in the morning and then pick you
up and bring you to the office. Joseph has to be at the University and I
honestly don't have enough guards I trust to have us in three different
places."

"Dad, come on. I'll be fine. Why can't I just come back to the house? You
could let me drive..."

"No, it's not safe and Max isn't giving us a choice. Besides, he already
took my car and Joseph's."

"Yeah, one little long lunch without guards and bam, my car is towed off
and I get a lecture," Joseph complained.

"Can you at least not send the limo?" Michael pleaded.

"That I can do. I'm really hoping this will all die down soon and we can
go back to something closer to normal. Believe me, I miss my car," Blake
said.

"So I suppose that means I can't ride with Taylor either?"

"Not for a while. I don't mind sending a car for him if he wants to come
here. You already asked him to spend the weekend, right?"

"Yeah. He just thinks I'm a bit wacko. Can't really tell people that
there are bad guys out to kill me, can I?"

"Please don't remind me..." Blake said.


*   Scene 4   *

"How are you doing?" Claire asked. She sat across from Dr. Connor's desk
giving him her best interrogation look.

"I'm fine."

"Liar."

"Okay, I'm coping," Dr. Connor answered knowing he didn't stand a chance
against Claire. Her time working with Dr. Blythe had only honed her
already impressive skills.

"Better. You could have taken another day or two. It's not like we're
incapable of carrying on without you."

"Leave me some delusions. I like to at least pretend I'm important."

"Oh please... you're very important but you hire good, smart people. If
there was anything major or that we couldn't figure out, we'd call you.
How's Michael?"

"All things considered, not too bad. You can ask him yourself, he'll be
here after school. So what's on the agenda?"

"Max is on is way up and you have meetings with Vince and David this
morning. This afternoon you have a conference call with Mr. Kanko from
Kelmore Pharmaceuticals and then a session with Jose. I tried to keep it
fairly light."

"Thanks." Dr. Connor paused. She might have ideas... she has a son and
she knows Michael as well as anyone. "I need your advice..."

"That sounds ominous," Clair said.

Dr. Connor recounted what he found out about Michael and Diablo, what
Michael had done and the reason for Diablo's quick departure.

Claire sat for several uncomfortable, silent minutes after Dr. Connor
finished. "Well... that sure explains a few things. I'd like to think
about it a bit more, but my first reaction is educate him."

"Sorry, you lost me."

"Having Diablo use him may have given him insights into feelings, but I
doubt he understands the risks he took or what the drugs can really do.
So teach him, have him work here, at the Lab, let him see firsthand what
the drugs do. Let him get to know the people and then see how it affects
them. Like I said, that's my gut reaction but I'll think on it."

A knock sounded at the door.

"Come in," Dr. Connor called.

"Not disturbing anything am I?" Max asked peering into the office.

"No, Dr. Connor and I were finished. I'll let you know when Vince shows
up," Claire said excusing herself and pulling the door closed.

Dr. Connor took in the view. Max had foregone a suit today in favor of a
snug polo and chinos that couldn't hide the massive muscles. Fuck but
that man is hot. Blake thought as he stood and moved to meet Max at the
door. Max was a couple of inches taller than Dr. Connor so he put his
hand to the back of Max's head and pulled him down into a tongue probing
kiss. He could feel the roughness of Max's stubble and taste the coffee
on his lips. He leaned in letting Max wrap those tree-trunk arms around
him and basked in the heat.

"We missed you last night..." Dr. Connor said breaking the kiss.

"I would have much rather been home. Derrick, Carl, and I worked late on
some ideas for tightening security. By the time we finished I was too
exhausted to get home, so I just slept here... alone."

"That is sad," Dr. Connor commiserated.

"When I could have been in bed with you and Joseph... hell yeah," Max
whispered as he kissed Dr. Connor again and gripped his ass.

"Guess we should talk business..."

"Yeah, probably. Nothing real notable happened in the last few days. Only
update from the Agency is that they'll be done with the house by the
weekend. No new leads and so far they've found nothing suspicious," Max
said as they disengaged and Dr. Connor returned to his desk.

"Guess that's good news. I talked to Frank in legal, he verified the will
I found is the most current so everything is registered and set at the
court house. I still can't believe she never changed it. It's the same
one we drew up when Michael was born."

"You don't have to do it alone."

"I don't plan to," Dr. Connor said with a nervous chuckle. "I expect you
and Joseph to be with me every step of the way. Joey can take Michael
over this weekend - let him tag anything he wants and decide what to do
with his stuff."

"You think there's anything you'll want?"

"Not much, maybe photos and videos of Michael. I was pretty thorough when
I moved out. I didn't leave anything that was 'mine' behind and any gifts
from my side of the family or friends, wedding or otherwise, I took."

Max laughed. "So was anything left?"

Blake responded with a guilty look. "No, not really. But I made sure
Michael was well equipped and she had picked most of the furniture."

Bing. Bing. "Vince is here."

Bing. "Thanks Claire. Send him in," Dr. Connor responded as he and Max
turned to the door to watch Vince enter.

"Damn. A gay man's wet dream," Max said in a low growl.

"Certainly mine. Good morning Vince. You're looking incredibly fuck-
worthy this morning."

Vince turned several shades of red. "Thank you."

His dark silky hair partially hid his eyes, but framed his face nicely,
accentuating the sexy blue eyes and dark lashes. The dark t-shirt was
more like a second skin and the black leather pants showed off his
athletic build, the nice curve in his legs and the bulge of his now firm
cock trying to escape.

"If you're not getting attention now, then I am at a complete loss of
what to do next. Well... except maybe take you home and keep you to
myself. I'm sorry we were interrupted, I really hoped to have more one on
one time with you," Dr. Connor said as he pulled Vince's profile up on
Hookup.

"Oh believe me, they notice, and I'm real sorry for your loss sir," Vince
said.

"Guess they have noticed," Dr. Connor muttered as he scrolled through the
comments. "Well, looks like you'll never have to sleep alone again. But I
see Joseph still has you as claimed, with Takashi and Craig both claiming
dibs if he lets you go."

"Yes sir."

"Not saying much are you? Is there a problem?"

"Maybe he's exhausted?" Max offered.

Vince gave a nervous laugh. "No, it's just a little overwhelming."

"What is? The newfound attention or finally getting some sex?" Dr. Connor
asked.

"Both sir. And it's not just attention, there's a hunger to the looks and
an edge to the comments that's almost a little scary, and the sex is...
amazing. Sort of a head rush when they act like they can't get enough of
me."

"Can't say I blame them. What do you have for us?" Blake said.

"Just the updates you guys requested: Punch list at the resort is
completed, so while I can't comment on operations, the facilities are
done and look fantastic. We got the final permits cleared for renovations
at the new house and broke ground on the new wing. They've also started
putting in the new access roads between the properties and we should have
quotes on new perimeter fencing and security systems next week."

"Your team's made great progress Vince. The plans look amazing, it's
going to be an amazing place to live," Max said patting Vince on the
back.

"Dmitri is working on specs for the workout equipment and how to set up
the gym. The previous owners auctioned off all the old equipment and
furniture, so we've got a clean slate. What do you want to take with you
from your current house? I need that so I can work up a list of what
rooms we need to furnish."

"Our bedroom furniture and the formal dining set, plus anything you think
you can use. Joseph and I picked out those pieces together so I want to
keep them. I'll let you and Joseph make the call. Once you get a list we
can go shopping. Max, Craig, and Michael should pick out their own
bedroom stuff."

"You also said you wanted my team's help on Mrs. Connor's place?"

"Yeah, I'd like them there when Max and I go through. I can set aside or
tag anything to be kept then they can inventory and clear things out. I'd
like you to be there for Michael too. He and Joseph were going to do a
walk through this weekend."

"We'll be glad to sir. Is there anything else?" Vince asked.

Blake looked at Max, a smile spreading across his face then turned back
to Vince. "Yeah, I want a raincheck. Since I got distracted from your
visit, I didn't get to properly entertain you. While I know Joseph,
Takashi, and Craig jumped in to help, I want my turn. So maybe you come
stay with us for a week or so... you know personally oversee picking what
goes to the new place while I personally see to your sexual health."

"Uhm... sure... if that's what you want," Vince stammered.

"Oh, it's more than want Vince. See... I have to show you that I'm as
hungry for you as the other guys," Dr. Connor said as he moved close to
Vince, running his hand up his thigh and over the bulge. He leaned in,
nudging the silky hair away from Vince's neck and ear, kissing and
teasing with his tongue. "I want to make you scream in rapture Vince,
give you such pleasure you think you'll pass out..." Blake whispered.

Vince's breath sped up and a small moan sounded in response to Blake's
attention. He focused on standing as his heart and cock started pounding.

"Have a great day Vince. Just know I'm thinking about you..." Blake
whispered. He watched in amusement as Vince almost stumbled to the door,
letting himself out.

Max burst into laughter as the door closed. "It would be even funnier if
I didn't know exactly how he felt. It makes me hard just remembering."

"Are you saying I get to you Mr. Moore?" Dr. Connor teased.

"Bastard. You know damn well you do but sadly, I have to go meet with
Derrick and Carl again."

"You sure? After seeing Vince's bulge I'm horny..."

"We've got lots of dudes Blake. Go pick one," Max said giving Dr. Connor
a squeeze and heading for the door.

Dr. Connor followed Max out the door pausing at Claire's desk. "Can you
let David know I'll come to him? I'm going down to training anyway. Come
on guys." Dr. Connor gave a nod to Mario and Stephen.

"Will do."

Dr. Connor waited for them to join him, pressed the button and watched
the elevator doors slide closed. He tapped his earpiece and waited.

["Good morning Doc. Derrick here..."]

"Hey Derrick can you check on where Scott is this morning?"

["Sure, one second... still in his room sir."]

"Guess we're headed to the dungeon guys. You can decide who comes in with
me and who waits outside."


*   Scene 5   *

The guard unlocked the door and held it for Dr. Connor and Stephen to
enter while Mario stood outside.

Dr. Connor looked at Scott and couldn't help but appreciate the rugged,
athletic body. The workouts and careful diet showed. While the former
football coach was in good shape when they brought him in, now he was in
great shape, every muscle clearly visible and many of them accented with
warm brown hair. Dr. Connor's eyes trailed down the planes of Scott's
muscled chest, following the brown treasure trail that led down his
washboard abs, and to his cock trapped in the clear lock. The only thing
that distracted was the look of fear and apprehension in Scott's eyes.

"This can't be good," Scott said.

"Good morning Scott. How are you feeling?" Dr. Connor asked as the guard
approached Scott, knelt down and removed the penis lock.

"I would have said okay, but don't figure you just dropped in to chat...
so now, maybe not so good."

"Don't assume the worst, you might decide my visit is a good thing."

"Doubtful."

"The guards tell me you've been behaving very well, that you've become...
how did they put it... very accommodating."

"Have I mentioned recently how much I fucking hate you?" Scott said
through gritted teeth.

"Oh please... why even waste your breath. I must say you're looking good.
I always thought the restraining collar was distracting. I can see why
the guards are so willing to help you out."

Scott absently reached up to the base of his hairline and rubbed his
neck. "If it weren't for you, those damned drugs, and your sadistic
thugs, I wouldn't need 'help'."

"I can tell them to stop if you prefer?" Dr. Connor said leaving the
question hanging and watching Scott's reaction.

"Fuck you," Scott muttered, then barely above a whisper. "No, please
don't."

"What was that? I couldn't quite hear you."

"I don't want them to stop," Scott said, the fury almost palpable.

"Okay. Done. May I check to see how you're healing?"

"Sure."

Dr. Connor walked behind Scott, admiring the view. His back was just as
muscled and lean, tapering down to narrow hips that blossomed into a full
round, muscled ass. Dr. Connor had to restrain himself from reaching down
and running his fingers down that tempting hairy crack. The cheeks were
so round and firm, he could almost feel them without touching. He gently
lifted the hair at Scott's neck and saw that the incision was mostly
healed, just a small red line remained. He leaned in and took a deep
breath, capturing Scott's scent, still clean and fresh from his shower.
He brushed his lips against the scar and couldn't help but smile at the
goosebumps that formed over Scott's skin and the small sound that escaped
his lips.

"I'll have them dispense some cream to help prevent scarring. It should
be hidden in your hairline but I'd hate to have anything mar such a hot
specimen." This time he didn't hold back and let his hand skim down
Scott's back across the dimples and to the curve of his ass. He let his
fingers tickle the hairs down Scott's crack and was rewarded with another
small sound that Scott tried unsuccessfully to swallow. "You know... you
don't have to make it so hard on yourself..."

"What do you mean?" Scott asked turning to face Dr. Connor.

"You've been very 'cooperative' the last few days. If that were to
continue, there's no reason you couldn't move up to the dorms. Start some
classes and maybe expand your training."

"What classes and what kind of training?" Scott asked.

"We'll have to run some tests to see what would be a good fit. The
training would be for satisfying a man. Giving blowjobs, rimming,
seduction, maybe even topping."

"You mean no more bondage, no more torture and edging?"

"If you cooperate, and only as it relates to pleasuring someone and
meeting their needs." Dr. Connor could hear the interest, the slightest
bit of hopefulness in Scott's question.

"Why would you do that?"

"Self-interest. Purely selfish on my part. If you cooperate I can turn
you into a useful resource. Put you to work. If I can't then it costs me
to feed you, house you, and pay the staff to keep you out of trouble."

"And Billy?"

"He has similar options, but he's also insurance. My ace in the hole for
keeping you in line."

"What's to keep me from escaping, spilling the beans on this place or
coming back and killing you?"

Dr. Connor laughed and reached out pulling Scott against him as he
grabbed his face and kissed him soundly. At first Scott tried to pull
away, but as Dr. Connor's tongue worked its way into his mouth and his
hands began to roam down Scott's back, the resistance ended. Scott
returned the kiss gently at first, but the passion built and it was all
out tongue wars. Dr. Connor disengaged and held Scott back by his
shoulders.

"So do you really want to kill me? Or maybe you'd prefer to fuck me?"

Scott pulled away and screamed grabbing his head and leaning against the
wall. "God, I hate you!"

"No you don't. Not really. Oh... and to answer your question that chip we
implanted in your skull is even more effective than the collar. Not only
can it deliver just as much pain, but it also lets us track you."

"I'll dig it out!"

"Good luck with that. You'll be dead before you ever reach it. It would
take a surgeon to do so and that's after the chip has been turned off.
Are we done with this line of thought? It's really not productive."

"So what would I have to do?"

"Why don't you start by showing me what you've learned?"

Scott looked at Dr. Connor with suspicion. "You don't..."

"Oh most certainly." Dr. Connor undid his tie, then began unbuttoning his
shirt. He stripped naked and carefully folded the clothes and set them
aside. He gave a wink to Stephen who remained stoic, standing at
attention like nothing of interest had happened.

Scott looked at Dr. Connor like a starving man. His tongue running across
his lips, his body tense - his fists clenching and unclenching. He stood
still, watching Dr. Connor carefully as he approached.

Dr. Connor pressed his body against Scott and reached up to pull him into
another kiss. He bit at Scott's lips, running his tongue across until
Scott opened his mouth drawing Dr. Connor in. Dr. Connor pushed his body
against Scott, letting their cocks rub and dance against each other.

Scott reached around and pulled Dr. Connor tighter, moving his hips in
response as he probed with his tongue. His cock already hard and leaking,
he started making small moans at the attention.

Dr. Connor broke the kiss and ran his tongue along Scott's jaw to his
ear, down his neck to his collar bone and back up again. "I know you've
been fucked, but have you made love?"

"No..." Scott gasped as Dr. Connor bit at the soft flesh of his neck
feeling the beat of his pulse beneath the skin.

Dr. Connor kissed down the planes of Scott's chest, taking time to lick
and bite at his nipples before following the treasure trail down to what
he wanted. He knelt and gently slid his hands along Scott's muscled legs,
teasing the soft hair and guiding them apart, just a little. He let the
tip of his tongue run across the glans and then down the underside of
Scott's cock, eliciting another moan. He licked the glans and took it
into his mouth sucking, as he looked up to watch Scott's reaction.

Scott's eyes were wide. The pleasure he was feeling clear on his face as
he just stared in disbelief as Dr. Connor took him.

Dr. Connor went deep taking all of the cock into his mouth and down his
throat. He sucked and licked and moved back and forth letting it slide in
and out of his mouth.

"If you do that much longer, I'm going to cum," Scott said.

Dr. Connor smiled up at Scott and released him long enough to speak.
"Good, cause if you didn't then I've been doing something wrong." He
resumed sucking and moved his hands up to start playing with Scott's
balls and teasing his hole.

"Can't hold back... I'm cuming!"

Dr. Connor continued to suck, to squeeze and finger Scott's hole. I love
sucking this man's cock. He is so virile and masculine and so undone. I
wonder if anyone has ever done this for him - or at least done it for him
right. I'm thinking not. Dr. Connor felt Scott tense and prepared
himself. The release was powerful and Dr. Connor sucked and swallowed,
enjoying the copious amounts of Scott's jiz being pumped down his throat.
He held Scott's ass tightly as the man orgasmed making sure he couldn't
pull away as he dutifully sucked every drop out of him and then licked
him clean.

"Wow..." Scott muttered, looking down at Dr. Connor in disbelief.

"Did you like that?"

"Yeah," Scott chuckled.

Dr. Connor stood and pulled Scott back into a tongue fucking kiss,
letting him taste his own seed in Dr. Connor's mouth. "You're gonna love
what comes next even more," he said as he guided Scott to the bed and
pushed him back. Stephen walked over and handed Dr. Connor a tube, which
he opened, squeezed onto his fingers then worked into Scott's crack and
deep into his hole. Dr. Connor knelt on the bed, lifting Scott's legs.
"Hug them to your body, that gives me plenty of access to play..."

Scott gasped as Dr. Connor teased and fingered his hole. Rubbing gently,
beginning with just the slightest penetration until Scott was ready for
more. He slid his finger in more deeply, exploring, stretching and
relaxing Scott's opening. When Scott started making satisfied little
sounds, Dr. Connor added a second finger, then a third until the moans
became more intense.

"Please fuck me," Scott pleaded. His eyes were dilated and his breathing
rapid.

Dr. Connor leaned in and captured Scott's mouth, kissing him like a lover
as his body pressed against him. He began rubbing against Scott as he
kissed, gently sliding his erection against the slicked crack and over
the dark hot, opening. Scott tried to position himself to pull Dr. Connor
in but couldn't wrest control away from him.

"Please...."

Dr. Connor continued kissing and touching as he gently began pushing
himself in. Scott was trying to open himself to get the big cock into his
hole faster and when Dr. Connor finally was all the way in, Scott let out
a satisfied groan.

"You have an amazing ass Scott. So tight and hot, it's no wonder the
guards like fucking you. But you can do better - a man hole this good
should be reserved for lovers."

Scott moaned something incoherent and pulled against Dr. Connor's ass to
get him in deeper.

Dr. Connor continued to kiss and hold Scott as he worked into a rhythm,
trying to bring as much pleasure as he could. Damn this is a fine ass.
And for a guy who claims to be straight, he sure does enjoy being fucked.
The look on his face, how his body responds, how he squeezes and strokes
me with each thrust - and then there's how hard his cock is pressed
between us. Yeah, he likes this a whole lot. From how slick his cock
feels on my stomach, I'd say I'm hitting the right spot.

Scott's kissing became more desperate and more passionate. He had a death
grip on Dr. Connor's ass and back, and the little moans he was making
were adorable. Dr. Connor felt Scott tensing, felt his muscles flex and
knew Scott was close. Then it hit, his body shook with the intensity,
vibrating and tightening on Dr. Connor's cock, his own manhood erupting
and shooting hot sticky seed between them and coating their chests. Dr.
Connor fucked Scott's mouth with his tongue in time to his thrusts and
swallowed Scott's cries of ecstasy.

One more deep thrust and Dr. Connor felt the orgasm take him, it was
powerful enough he wanted to just freeze but Scott had taken over moving
and milked him through the peak of his orgasm and down the other side -
making Dr. Connor see stars as he collapsed into Scott's arms. He let his
breath return and kissed Scott gently as he withdrew.

Dr. Connor sat beside Scott on the bed and ran his hand over the muscled
hairy chest. "Still hate me?"

"Even more," Scott said in a whisper.

"Come on... don't tell me you didn't enjoy it. I know the body well
enough to know pleasure and we tipped the meter."

"Yeah... but I'm not gay."

"Oh. So this is hating me because I'm making you enjoy things you don't
want to."

"Pretty close."

Dr. Connor leaned down and captured Scott's mouth, kissing him and
letting his tongue slide in and explore. Scott returned the kiss his body
wrapping around Dr. Connor. This time when Dr. Connor pulled back he
could see the tears.

"Does it really matter? I don't care if you're straight - I still think
you're handsome and an incredible, hot, fuck." Dr. Connor ran his hands
down Scott's body as he spoke, scooping up the cream and licking it off
his fingers. Then he reached Scott's hardening cock and stroked it,
enjoying how firm and straight he was.

"I care." Scott turned his head away and stared at the wall.

"Well, it is up to you at this point. I've shown you what it could be
like, that is, if you wanted. Or, you can go back to being bound, edged,
and continue letting the guards fuck you so you can get off. I'll let you
think about it."

Dr. Connor stood and let Stephen help him get dressed. When he finished
he returned to Scott, bent down and kissed him again. "If you forget and
need a reminder of how good it could be, so you can make an informed
decision, let the guards know. I can come back and show you."

Dr. Connor pulled the door closed behind him, very aware of the almost
silent sobs coming from Scott.


*   Scene 6   *

"I would have come up to the office," David said with a smile. He sat
down at his desk with a cup of coffee and a big smile.

"I was down here anyway. Only fair that I come to you once in a while.
You're looking very sexy today by the way."

"Thanks. You do know, all you have to do is say the word and I'm yours?"
David stood up, giving an evil smile as he ran his hands up is lean abs,
to the muscles accentuated by the harness and teased his own nipples. He
swayed his hips just a little, enjoying how Dr. Connor's eyes tracked his
crotch.

Damn he's hot. Dr. Connor thought almost mesmerized as David swung his
hips. David was about 5'7" with an athletic baseball build, nice full
pecs, muscled arms and legs and a narrow waist that accentuated the
bulge. His dark hair was cropped short and while his body hair was
'groomed' he still left enough to make him satisfyingly masculine. David
wasn't huge, but damn what he could do with his cock. Dr. Connor felt his
ass twitching at the memory, a heat rising slowly to his face and his
pants becoming uncomfortably snug. There was a reason David was in charge
of the trainers, if they could do half as well as he...

"Did I lose you Doctor?"

Dr. Connor looked up and blushed, not trying to hide the smile. "Just
remembering and thinking I need to take you up on that offer, maybe
soon."

"I hope you do. So you ready to get to business or did you want me to
take care of something else first?" David's eyes focused on Dr. Connor's
crotch and the noticeable bulge.

"Better make it business, though you know damn well I'd rather do other
things."

"Good. I was beginning to think I'd become invisible or lost my touch.
So... nothing big to share. Test subjects are all doing pretty well. Just
like you asked, we switched things up so the ones topping start bottoming
today - well, at least some of the time. Before you ask. With the
exception of Adam and Mal. The new kid, Hunter, he's doing real well too.
I think putting him with Kevin was a great move. Kris is still being real
cooperative too."

"Where are we with the campers?"

"Nathan's about ready to be moved to the Ranch. He's done several tricks
and has behaved well. Clients like him. He's turned out to be a pretty
good bottom whore for being straight. Ryan needs a little more training
and some more time getting into shape. I agree with your recommendation
to send him to the resort. He's the perfect cabana boy and the guests
will just eat him up. I think our bigger challenge will be deciding how
to manage his queue."

"And Zachary?"

"Your call, but we need to decide soon. He's got natural talent, not to
mention a pretty impressive tool. They guys who have worked with him,
love him and are eager to work with him again. I think Daniel may have a
crush on the guy."

"Why don't we put him in with Mitch? He's ready to return with his new
attitude and it gives Zach a roommate. Go ahead and start Zach on the
full training regimen. Maybe get Mitch to help him catch up."

"Works for me. What are you gonna do with Mitch? No question that Carl
broke the boy, he's a perfect submissive, but then... makes it tough for
him to be given any responsibility."

"I'm still thinking. Would he be good as a trainer?"

"Maybe. He could work at the resort as another option," David answered.

"I want him back in classes for now. Why not try him out as a trainer and
see how he does."

"Sure. What do you want to do with Scott Davis and Buddy Carmichael?"

"Recommendations? Seems to me that we've broken Scott pretty thoroughly,
would you agree?" Dr. Connor asked.

"Yeah. I do. Buddy's not there yet. Oh, he's using the ass wrecker and
riding like a champ to get himself off each night, but he's still
belligerent and difficult. Still threatens us in between moans of
pleasure."

Dr. Connor laughed. "Give him time. Wasn't that long ago that Scott was
doing the same. From my little visit I think he's really close. His body
has definitely crossed the line and in the midst of passion his mind is
right there with it, but he's still fighting. Guess we'll just have to
wait and see what answer he gives us. Only a matter of time, if he says
no, we'll repeat until the answer turns to a yes. Any cracks in Adam or
Mal yet?"

"No, but I think they're close too. They talk all the time and have been
sticking a little closer to each other. In the milking room and on
simulations, there's no question that they enjoy being fucked and the
lack of a real orgasm is wearing down their resolve."

"Once they've started voluntarily being fucked, let's add a random
release when they're being penetrated. The drugs and modifications should
be far enough along that it won't take much anal stimulation to bring
them and that intermittent reward may help them down the path."

"Sure boss, anything else? That was all the updates I had."

"Yes. This is a little awkward but think about it before you answer. I'm
thinking about asking Michael to work here over the summer, helping the
medical team with dispensing the drugs and checking on the subjects. I'm
also debating whether or not to put him through training."

"Shit! Your son Michael?" David asked in shock.

"Yes."

"Okay... yeah, I'm gonna have to think through that one. Can I ask why?"

"He's very much like me. I think he'd really do well having the self-
confidence boost of knowing he's good at it. I have no doubt he wants to,
no... make that needs to, pleasure his partners. It might also help my
guys - like I said, he's so much like me and that means, horny like me,
needy like me and well... manipulative like me. If we bled off some of
his needs it might help my family manage."

"Well, fuck. Okay let me think about it," David said shaking his head.

"Hey, one more question."

"Sure..."

"Is Billy on the receiving end today?" Dr. Connor asked not trying to
hide the hopeful tone.

"Yes." David glanced at his phone. "He should be finished with his
workout and on the way to Milking Room 2 now."

"Any problem with me bumping in on your schedule?"

"Let me check." David pulled up the schedule on his screen. "Nope. First
up is one of my trainers so not a problem at all."

"Good. I want to see if his ass is as good as his dad's."


*   Scene 7   *

Dr. Connor looked around the room as the men were hooked up at their
stations. It gave him an odd feeling seeing the tables turned. While Adam
and Mal-Chin were hooked up as usual, today they were joined by Daniel,
Brandon, Peter, Jose, Kyle, Malcolm, and Billy. Every station was
occupied and their first partners were coming into the room. He walked
around admiring the young men, enjoying the view of their asses held up
in air. Dr. Connor ran a hand across Jose's back and gave his ass a
squeeze.

"Lookin' good Jose."

"Dr. Connor?"

"Yeah, it's me."

"Please tell me you're my partner."

"Sorry stud not this time. But I believe you have an appointment with me
later today. Afraid it's just you and me. Joseph is tied up. Well not
literally," Dr. Connor laughed.

"I'm looking forward to it," Jose said before the trainer slid the
phallus into his mouth.

Dr. Connor moved behind Billy. If he had a little more hair and muscle,
yes... definitely got his daddy's ass. Dr. Connor ran his hand over the
smooth globe enjoying the shudder that ran through Billy's body. He
teased the lightly haired crack and pulled the cheeks apart. Oh, I'm
going to enjoy this.

"Time to begin gentlemen," David called out.

Dr. Connor knelt behind Billy, running his hands up his legs, teasing his
inner thighs and then moving up to the globes of his ass. Billy still had
a little extra padding but he'd trimmed down quite a bit since his
arrival and now muscle was starting to show. Dr. Connor ran his thumbs
down the crack and separated the cheeks as he leaned in and ran his
tongue down the dark hair lining Billy's crack.

He could hear the sounds Billy was making around the life-like phallus
filling his mouth. He teased the tender, pale hole with his tongue,
enjoying how Billy reacted. He pushed his face into the crack and began
licking and tongue fucking Billy's star. He worked it like a starving
man, getting Billy ready for what was to come.

"Okay gentlemen, time to get down to business," David said to the room.

Dr. Connor stood, unzipped his pants and pulled out his already hard
cock. He added some lube and then pushed against Billy's hole, still
dripping with his own spit. Dr. Connor was gentle, but persistent as he
worked his way in. Oh, definitely your daddy's boy. Now let's see if
you're as much of a bottom bitch as he is. See if you like being fucked.
He started sliding in and out, enjoying how Billy's tight channel held
and sucked at him with each stroke. He heard the milking machine come to
life. Damn but you have a hot ass, Dr. Connor thought as he pushed his
way deep into Billy. Billy couldn't move much within the restraints but
there was enough movement to tell Dr. Connor that Billy was trying to
meet each thrust. I think if he weren't restrained he'd be fucking
himself.

Billy shuddered, a tremble from his head to his toes as he orgasmed,
squeezing Dr. Connor and filling the collection tube with his boy cream.
Dr. Connor watched the sweet seed traveling through the tube up and over
to some lucky young man. Given how quick you came, I'm thinking your ass
is as sensitive as your daddy's. Let's see how you like this... Dr.
Connor started thrusting hard and fast, driving himself all the way into
his balls. Giving Billy every bit of his big cock. Oh damn, you like it
alright... listen to those moans. Dr. Connor felt his body crest and then
he was pumping his load deep into Billy's chute. Driving it hard and
churning it up with each thrust. Well look at that... you just shot
another load.

Dr. Connor pulled out and wiped himself off before putting himself back
together.

"Well, what's the verdict?" David asked.

"Definitely his father's boy. If you haven't already, you really need to
take him for a ride. He's good."

"Oh, I have. And I agree but I might have said 'great'. Something about a
bottom who you can fuck the cum out of just makes it all the better."

"You mean like me?" Blake teased with a wink.

David laughed. "No. You are exceptional and the only one who compares is
Joseph."

"I'd say Diablo is close too."

"Isn't it odd, how all the very best ones end up in your little circle?"
David asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Hell no. I assure you that is very intentional. If you weren't such a
good trainer, I'd have made you a guard just to keep you close." Dr.
Connor said putting a hand to David's cheek.

"Like I said, just say the word."


*   Scene 8   *

Dr. Connor pulled Jose's naked body against him, kissing down his neck as
he reached around and ran his hands down the lean bronze body to capture
and stroke his cock. "You are so beautiful..." he said as he kissed down
the lean back, licking on dimple then the other before biting the full
round cheek.

"I never knew it could be so goOOOD," Jose's voice rose and turned into a
loud moan.

Dr. Connor licked down his crack and then started licking his hole and
biting the tender flesh. "Sorry, it appears I missed some. Can't have you
leaking, can we?"

Jose's only response was to moan louder as he bent over giving better
access to his ass.

Dr. Connor turned Jose around and took the firm young cock in his mouth
and sucked it clean. "There. Now you're all cleaned up." He kissed up
Jose's groin to his abs and then moved to his nipple before reaching his
neck and then finally his mouth. He kissed and bit at Jose's lips pushing
his tongue in to explore the hot cavity. "So very hot."

"You're the one who's hot and sexy," Jose said as he wrapped himself
around Dr. Connor and returned the kiss.

"Sorry Joseph couldn't be here today for your lesson. Hope I did okay."

"Oh, it was way better than okay. You can make love to me like that any
day, any time you want."

"Maybe I will. You promise to at least consider my proposal?" Dr. Connor
asked as he kissed and nibbled at Jose's neck.

"I can't even think when you do that."

"Sure you can."

"I don't know. Seems sort of risky, him being your son and all. What
makes you think he'll even be interested?"

"He's my son. I expect that if I can't resist you, neither can he," Dr.
Connor answered as he moved down and teased Jose's nipple.

"But I've never seduced anyone... ohhhh my."

"Just do what comes naturally. You're both young and horny. I don't think
it will take much other than letting him know you're interested. It may
not happen the first time. There's no rush."

"Guess I should get dressed now..."

"Sad, but yeah. Personally I like you naked. So can I trust you?" Dr.
Connor asked as he grabbed Jose's clothes.

"I hope so..." a questioning tone clear in his voice.

"If I were to say you didn't have to wear the cock lock, do you think you
could refrain from doing things for yourself?"

"Yes." Jose turned to look at him, hope clear in his eyes.

"Don't disappoint me. Anyone else is welcome to play with you, suck you,
whatever. You just have to promise not to yourself. I can't imagine any
of the guys not being willing to. Just show them that beautiful tool and
they can't resist."

"I promise," Jose whispered as he wrapped himself around Dr. Connor and
kissed him again.

After he was dressed, they walked through his office and he opened the
door ushering Jose into Claire's office. He stopped and caught his
breath. Michael was there, leaning over Claire's computer, his back
toward them. He looks good, better than good. If he weren't my son I'd
have him in my bed in a heartbeat.

Michael was wearing some of the new clothes Joseph had picked out, skinny
button-fly jeans tucked into Doc Martens and a tailored button shirt from
Guess. He turned as they entered and Blake heard Jose's intake of breath.
The new haircut was dramatic and showed off his fine features, the
sculptured jaw and large eyes. He was so similar to Blake at the same
age, dark silky hair, lean and lanky with long lashes and a killer smile.
The shirt brought out the cobalt blue of his eyes.

"Michael, I'd like you to meet someone. Jose this is Michael, Michael,
Jose."

Jose turned to look at Dr. Connor then leaned over and whispered. "Yes.
Definitely yes."

Dr. Connor pulled Jose closer and whispered back. "Go for it. No time
like the present to let him know you're interested."

"Pleased to meet you," Michael said holding out a hand.

Blake watched his son, noting how his eyes dilated, how his eyes scanned
the young Latin man in front of him, pausing ever so briefly on his
crotch. Blake knew if he were close enough he'd be able to hear Michael
breathing more rapidly. Oh, he's noticed alright and appreciates Jose
almost as much as I do.

"Sorry, I'm a hugger," Jose said as he stepped into Michael and pulled
him against his body.

Blake couldn't suppress the small laugh as he saw Jose firmly grab
Michael's ass as he hugged, grinding himself against his son - letting
him feel how hard and aroused he was. Jose leaned back for a second, gave
a big smile then reached his hand up behind Michael's head and pulled him
into a kiss. Not chaste, but a tongue fucking, I'm going to eat your soul
kind of kiss. Jose broke the kiss and stepped back.

Michael was speechless, his face flushed and his erection clearly defined
in his skinny jeans.

"I really hope to see you around," Jose said as he headed for the
elevator. When he stepped inside and turned around he caught Dr. Connor's
eye, gave a wink and a dramatic fist punch in the air.

Blake couldn't help but smile. Well that went better than I'd hoped.
Guess I won't need to convince Jose, now let's see how Michael's doing.

"Who the hell was that?" Michael asked putting his fingers to his lips.

"Jose, one of the test subjects and a student here. He's about the same
age as you within a few months."

Claire reached out a hand to Michael. "You might want to breathe again."
She turned to Blake and smiled. "Looks like he takes after you Blake, the
men just can't keep their hands off."

"But why'd he do that? He... like... kissed me?" Michael was still acting
a bit stunned.

"Because he found you very attractive. Probably just wanted to make sure
you knew. The boys here are rather competitive. If they see someone they
want they try to be very clear on their willingness to take things
further. It's part of our training."

"Wow... Do you mind if I go take a cold shower?"

"That bad?"

"Yes. If the home life weren't already testing me, I'm not sure I'd
survive working here with guys like that," Michael said before heading
back to the suite

"He is so much like you," Claire said.

"Yeah he is. That's what worries me. I have moments where I'm so proud
and then I remember what I was like and wonder what I've gotten myself
into." He sat down on the edge of Claire's desk. "Any luck with the
reservation?"

"Done. You have reservations for 8:00 on Monday, your preferred table."

"You are a gem. I want this to be really special for Joseph."

"Did you find a ring?"

"Sort of. I've narrowed it down to three and I'm taking Craig and Diablo
with me tomorrow to help me decide. I hope I'm doing the right thing... I
love him so much. What if he says no?"

Claire looked at him like he'd grown a second head. "Men! How can you
even think he'd say no? Joseph loves you so much. Though I'm not sure
we'll be able to live with him."

"So you think I'm doing the right thing? I can't believe my sister talked
me into this."

Claire stood and hugged Dr. Connor. "Absolutely."


*   Scene 9   *

"Gate just called, Mr. Rickle and his son just came through," Beau said.

"Great, keep a low profile. I don't want to make Mr. Rickle nervous,"
Blake said as he pulled out his phone and texted Joseph:

  Dr. Connor:  'Almost here. Give me a couple hours.'

  Joseph:  'Have fun.'.

Blake pulled on a t-shirt and a pair of shorts and headed for the door
when the doorbell rang.

"Good morning."

"Dr. Connor? Hey, I'm Jon, Taylor's dad. Thanks so much for letting him
stay this weekend. Not that he couldn't fend for himself but I'm sure
he'll have a lot more fun here. Oh and this is for you. We're so sorry
for your loss." He handed Blake a cake covered in plastic wrap.

"Thank you. You really didn't have to."

"Taste it first before you thank me. I made it. It's carrot cake. As
Taylor will tell you, my wife doesn't bake. Sure see where Michael gets
his good looks."

"Thanks. I was about to say the same thing about you. And thank you for
the cake, I never turn down sweets. Go on in Taylor, make yourself at
home, I think you know where everything is." Goodness, he's checking me
out and he's not bad. Though the polo and chinos don't do a thing for
him. He looked over Mr. Rickle, good looking guy of average height and
build, with his dark blond hair in a nondescript cut. He had a good
shape, maybe he was in sports at some point - just let himself go a
little soft.

"You have a beautiful home Dr. Connor. Don't think I've ever been in a
gated community before."

"Thank you. It has its benefits and its annoyances but with my business I
need to keep a little extra privacy. Sorry you had to work this weekend."

"Part of the job. We're doing a system upgrade at the bank this weekend,
so I need to run test scripts and make sure everything's working the way
it's supposed to. If all goes well, we can cut over and get things ready
for go live on Monday. I should be done in plenty of time to pick Taylor
up Sunday evening."

"Why don't you join us for dinner? Taylor said your wife's out of town
and if you're working all day it might be a nice break."

"You sure it wouldn't be intruding?"

"Not at all. We'd love to have you. Why not plan on sevenish?"

"Thanks Dr. Connor I'm looking forward to it. Hey, I hope this isn't
inappropriate... Taylor said you were a 'sex' doctor."

"That's one way to put it. I specialize in male fertility, plumbing, and
enhancing pleasure."

"Do you think you could give me a recommendation on a doctor to help
with... well... you know getting things to work better?" Mr. Rickle asked
nervously.

"Absolutely. I'll write down a couple options, okay if I give them to you
Sunday?"

"That would be great thanks!"

They shook hands and Blake watched as Jon walked down the drive. What a
hot little ass he has... I think I may just have to seduce that man.

"Hey Taylor can I get you a soda?" Blake yelled.

"Sure, that would be great."

"In the can or over ice?"

"Ice please."

Perfect. Blake grabbed the soda, filled the glass with ice and opened the
cabinet looking for that something special. He double checked the label
and carefully measure two drops into the glass. Oh, what the hell. He
added a third drop then filled with the soda. He gently stirred and
delivered it to Taylor.

"Michael's not here?"

"Sorry, he's running a little late. He'll be here shortly. He's at his
mom's going through stuff to see what he wants to keep."

"That can't be fun."

"No but I'm glad you're here. You can distract him."

"I'll do my best."

"Hot guy like you, I'm sure you'll have no problems taking his mind of
things," Blake said with a big smile.

"Pardon. Oh goodness, we're not, I mean we don't... never," Taylor
stammered.

"Come now, I've seen how you two look at each other. Two young, horny
guys, nothing more natural in the world. You mean to tell me you're not
interested in Michael?"

"No, it's not that. Just that we've never... you know and I don't even
think he notices me 'that way'."

"You're wrong there, I guarantee he notices you. Maybe you just need to
let him know you're interested."

"I wouldn't even know where to start..."

Blake noticed the flush building in Taylor's face and the bulge in his
shorts. The drugs should be taking hold soon. "I was just getting ready
to jump in the pool. Would you like to join me?"

"I didn't bring a suit."

"Not a problem, I'm sure we can find you one or you could just swim nude.
The pool is private."

"I don't..." Taylor stopped as he watched Blake pull off his t-shirt and
drop his shorts. His eyes trailing over the man before him, his eyes
freezing on Blake's crotch where the black speedo struggled to contain
his package.

"You'll love it," Blake said reaching out and pulling Taylor to his feet.
"Here, let me help you." He helped pull Taylor's shirt over his head.
Taylor didn't even seem to be aware that he was being undressed. Probably
so focused on how horny he is that his brain stopped working.

Taylor kicked off his shoes and Blake knelt down sliding the elastic
basketball shorts down, letting them fall around Taylor's ankles. "I
don't think you have anything to worry about Taylor. Just show this hot
body to Michael and he'll be all over you."

Taylor blushed. "I'm not hot, nothing like Michael and certainly not like
you."

"You're too hard on yourself. Such beautiful, pale, smooth skin," Blake
said running his hands down Taylor's arms. "And those little pink
nipples... they look so tasty."

"Really?" His voice starting to get a little raspy.

"Definitely. Now let's see what's under here." He slid the boxers down,
letting Taylor's boner flip up against his stomach. He was a late
bloomer, his body still looked boyish for his age and he had almost no
body hair, just a nice little blond triangle pointing to his cock. Even
his balls appeared to be smooth. "Michaels gonna love sucking on that
beauty."

"I'm not nearly as impressive as he is."

"You've seen Michael?" Blake asked as he pulled out a little speedo from
the basket by the patio door.

"A few times. He's big like you and all ripped."

"I'm sure you'll do fine. Just let him know you're interested. Ready to
get in the pool?" Blake handed him a neon green speedo.

"But I wouldn't even know where to start."

"I'm sure you'll figure it out... but if you're worried, if you'd like
some pointers? I could show you. Maybe you could even practice on me. I
help adults with sex all the time - I think Michael already told you that
it's my specialty."

"Would you?" Taylor gave Blake a curious look as he pulled on the speedo,
trying to figure out how to get his boner tucked inside.

"Sure. Do you want to skip the pool and have me show you some stuff
before Michael gets home?"

"I'd really like that. If it wouldn't be a problem."

"Not a problem at all," Blake said as he took Taylor's hand and led him
to the bedroom. He saw the changes coming over Taylor. He couldn't seem
to take his eyes off of Blake's cock and he was hard enough that he was
poking out above the waistband of his speedo. Taylor had started licking
his lips and was practically drooling as the drugs took hold.

Blake pushed Taylor onto the bed and began touching and licking his body.
He sucked at the nipples until Taylor made whimpering sounds, then kissed
him, tongue fucking him as he got him to open himself up to the
intrusion. He kissed down his body and sucked in Taylor's cock, taking it
into his mouth then moving down and sucking and rolling his smooth balls
as he slid the speedo off of his body. He kissed and caressed his thighs,
pushing him open until his body tilted up, revealing his tight little
pink hole.

"So very pretty Taylor. What I'm doing is what you can do for Michael."

He licked the sensitive skin under Taylor's balls then teased the pink
puckered flesh of Taylor's hole. Taylor was moaning loudly as his little
boy hole was thoroughly and expertly rimmed. He grabbed his knees and
held them tightly as Blake tongue fucked his opening.

"That feels so incredible."

"You think you could do this for Michael?"

"Yes. Can I practice on you?"

"If you want."

Blake slid off his speedo and rolled onto his back as Taylor changed
positions and began kissing and licking down Blake's chest. He did an
admirable job on the nipples but was struggling with the size of Blake's
cock. He could get the head in his mouth but couldn't yet get him deeper.

"Don't worry, it takes practice. Just try your best," Blake encouraged.

Taylor did and moved lower beginning to lick and rim Blake's hole.

"That's the way, get me nice and wet. Show me how much you want to slide
your dick inside of me."

Taylor grew more enthusiastic until Blake decided to move things along.
He pulled Taylor up and kissed him, before flipping him onto his stomach.
He grabbed the lube and then rimmed Taylor some more before applying the
lube to the tiny rosebud. He worked his finger in, then two. "What a
tight little ass you have Taylor. Michael is gonna love this. He
stretched and fingered the slender ass until Taylor started to beg for
more. He held Taylor down and positioned himself, gently and slowly
working his cock into the tight little opening.

"That's the way, relax, let me slide in. You are so incredibly sexy
Taylor." Blake worked his way in until there was no more to give then
gently started moving. Taylor moaned and groaned as the monster cock
stretched him open. Looking down as his cock slid in the pale ass, Blake
marveled at how huge he looked compared to Taylor's ass - but the feeling
was too good to stop. He fucked Taylor into the bed, pounding his ass
even as Taylor begged and pleaded for more. They changed positions and
Taylor climbed on top impaling himself and riding like he'd been doing it
for years.

"It feels so good. You're so big it's hitting things inside."

Taylor's tempo became erratic and he started riding harder then he froze
for a second as his body quivered, his cock twitching and squirting as
his boy cum shot out in one stream after another. As the orgasm started,
Blake took over thrusting, pushing himself deep and the tightening of
Taylor's ass brought him over the top and he erupted in Taylor's gut.
Letting his jiz fill the boy.

When the orgasm finally passed. Taylor looked glazed. Blake helped him
climb off and let him lie back to catch his breath.

"I don't think you'll have any trouble with Michael."

"Is it always like that?"

"With practice, it's even better."


*   Scene 10   *

Blake finished loading the last of the dishes and turned on the
dishwasher. He turned to see Joseph doing last minute touches as they
cleaned up for the night. His back was toward Blake and he was reaching
for something, showing off his muscled back and his gorgeous round globes
in his snug jeans.

Blake walked up behind him and wrapped his arms around Joseph's middle
grinding his hips into Joseph's ass. "I love you."

"Ah... come on, you just love my ass."

Blake turned Joey around and kissed him. "Nope, I love every inch of you
and while your ass is notably awesome, I just hope you don't figure out
that I don't deserve you."

"Just try and get away from me. And why would you say something stupid
like that?" Joseph pulled Blake against him rubbing their crotches
together.

"I'm not a very nice person Joey. I've done some pretty awful things and
probably will do worse. Not to mention that I hold the record for
unfaithful."

Joey play punched Blake in the gut. "You are an ass sometimes but I still
love you. There is no one in the world who I'd rather be with and let's
be honest, neither one of us is good at monogamy. Besides I think we've
worked it out, threesomes and group sex are a good compromise but we
wouldn't want to bring anyone in we hadn't fully put through the paces."

Blake couldn't help but laugh - especially with the serious expression on
Joey's face. "You are still without question the best, and if I had to
pick one, there's no doubt in my mind it would be you."

"Ditto. But we don't have to pick just one. And as far as I'm concerned
we do what we gotta do. You didn't have a choice in what your dad did
with you as a kid and I think you've made the best of it."

"You're sweet. Even if you lie like nobody's business."

Joey kissed Blake and held him tight. "Not lying, just accepting of you
and all our questionable activities."

"You're too good for me."

"Keep thinking that. Maybe spoil me a little more, give me extra sex and
attention."

Blake nuzzled into Joseph and squeezed his ass.

"That's the way."

"I never got to ask, how did this morning go with Michael?"

"Good. He got teary eyed a few times but all in all he was good. He
pointed out to Vince and his team what he liked or wanted to keep but
other than his own stuff, there wasn't much."

"Any interesting conversations?"

"What, you want me to kiss and tell?"

"Shit, you two..."

"Nah, just teasing. Though given how horny he is I think he would. He's
still talking about Jose. Guess he made quite an impression. I think he
really wants to work at the Lab over the summer, he's just a little
nervous given all the sex and hot guys."

"Claire gets the credit. It was her idea. David's a little apprehensive,
but more about my reaction to the guys training Michael than anything
else."

"That's reasonable. You are possessive and you do have a temper..."

"Hey..."

Joseph interrupted Blake with another kiss.

"He and Taylor seem to be getting along well."

Joseph snorted. "He most certainly noticed by the way. We barely got in
the door and Taylor was all over him before dragging him off to Michael's
room."

"From the sounds I heard coming from the bedroom, I'm thinking they've
had a really good time. Did he say anything?"

"Not much, I think he just wanted to confirm that you had actually
interceded because he couldn't come up with any other explanation."

"Since they're gaming, I guess they needed a break. Personally I'm ready
to take you to bed and have my way with you."

"About time!"

"Too bad Max isn't here, we could put you in the middle."

"Nah, he's enjoying time with Peter. Besides, sometimes it's nice just to
be with you."

Blake led Joseph into the living room and around the couch so he could
say goodnight to Michael. He was focused on the game at the moment.
Taylor was lying on the couch, somewhat sprawled with one leg over the
back and the other on the floor. His shorts had slid down, showing off
most of the smooth white leg. Blake wanted to run his hand down that leg
so badly. He leaned over the back of the couch and kissed Michael's neck.

"Night buddy. Love you."

"Good night Dad, night Joseph," Michael said then turned and gave a big
smile before whispering. "Thanks dad."

"Believe me, it was my pleasure," Blake said. Michael couldn't see but
Blake had taken the distraction as an opportunity to slide his hand down
Taylor's, smooth inner thigh and under the edge of his shorts. Taylor
shifted and took Blake's hand, positioning it on his cock and balls and
squeezing. Blake gave a little tug, noting how quickly Taylor hardened.

"Night Taylor."

"Good night Dr. Connor."


*   Scene 11   *

"Everyone ready for dessert?" Joseph asked.

"It has all been excellent. Thank you both for having me and Taylor. This
is a treat. We don't eat this fancy at home."

"You could say that," Taylor muttered.

"We're just glad you were able to join us. And thank you for letting
Taylor spend the weekend. I think they've had a good time," Dr. Connor
said.

They finished dessert and Taylor and Michael excused themselves before
disappearing.

"Just so you know, Taylor is welcome anytime. He said his mom was out of
town?"

"Yeah, Deb's sister isn't doing well and she went to help out with her
family. She's planning to come back in another week. But Taylor and I do
okay - sort of treat it like guys' night every night."

"Sounds like fun. Hey, I have those names you asked for but I was
wondering if you'd mind if I did a quick check. We all have our
specialties and I'd like to make sure I'm sending you the right way. You
could consider it a free consult?" Dr. Connor asked.

"Well, I guess... if it wouldn't be a bother or put you out?"

"Not at all. The boys are busy for a bit. We can use my room. Won't take
long."

Mr. Rickle excused himself to the restroom and Blake helped Joseph clear
the table.

"You ready?" Blake asked Joseph.

"Yup. It already hit Taylor so Jon should be heating up real soon."
Joseph turned Blake toward him and kissed him. "Though... I expect to
sample Taylor sometime too. It's only fair."

"I don't think he'd mind at all."

"I'm ready Dr. Connor," Mr. Rickle said as he stood at the kitchen door.
He looked a little flushed.

"Come on back. Don't be nervous. I do this all the time..."

Blake sat down on the bed and had Mr. Rickle stand facing him. That way
he couldn't see Joseph slide in the room and lock the door behind him.
"Please just call me Blake. Seems a little formal with the boys being
friends to always call me Doctor. Makes me think you're talking to my
Dad. May I call you Jon?"

"Please."

"Just relax, go ahead and lower your pants and underwear. Let me take a
look," Blake said. He could tell Jon was aroused already.

"A little embarrassed, the reason I asked was I haven't been getting hard
lately," Jon said as he looked across the room - trying to ignore the
fact that his manhood was standing at attention.

"Oh, that's a beauty Jon. I'm going to touch you, check things out. Hope
you don't mind I didn't use gloves - I promised I washed my hands. I like
being able to feel things and sometimes the gloves hide what's there."

"Sure," Jon said with a nervous laugh.

Blake reached under and rolled Jon's balls, running his fingers over the
sensitive skin leading back to Jon's hole. Jon made a small moan. Blake
brought his hand forward and ran his fingers along Jon's hard cock - it
was cut and beautifully shaped, straight with a nice head and well
proportioned. It really was a beauty, not super large but sometimes that
made it easier to have fun.

"So are you losing your erection during oral sex or penetration?"

"We don't do oral and if I'm hard when I get in, then no I don't lose it.
Just lately I can't get hard enough to start things."

"Well you're certainly hard now. Any problem with producing pre-cum?"

"Don't think so. Can't say I've noticed."

"Maybe you haven't had the right inspiration?" Blake said as he pulled
off his shirt. As he did Joseph moved in behind Jon and began helping him
out of his shirt.

"What are you doing?" Jon asked, a mixture of excitement and nervousness
in his voice.

"We're going to check out the equipment. Make sure it's working," Blake
said as he stood and captured Jon's mouth. Jon melted into him, kissing
and letting Blake take control of his mouth.

Joseph had both Jon and Blake naked and moved his own body into sandwich
Jon between them. He started kissing down Jon's back and reached his ass
and began kissing and licking, preparing Jon for what was to come.

Blake's hands explored Jon and he kissed down his neck before capturing
Jon's nipple and worked it as Joseph rimmed Jon's ass. Blake moved down
and took Jon's cock in his mouth and began sucking.

When Jon could no longer stand they moved to the bed and let him suck on
Blake while Joseph worked his way into Jon's ass.

"How does it feel Jon?" Blake asked.

"Oh fuck, this is incredible. I haven't been this turned on in years. God
I can't believe he's fucking my ass. I never thought it would feel so
good!"

"We're just getting started Jon. Why don't you see if you can deep throat
my cock, get it all the way down..."

Jon took Blake's cock with enthusiasm as Joseph continued to fuck his
ass. He got more and more of Blake down his throat until he was all the
way to the base. He looked up in surprise and gripped Blake's monster
cock with pride. "Fuck I want this beast inside me! Will you fuck me when
Joseph's done?"

"Oh... absolutely Jon. Maybe you can even ride me. Bet you'd like
that..."

"I'm gonna cum Jon," Joseph cried out.

"Yes! Cum inside me!"

Joseph buried himself deep and thrust pushing Jon forward onto Blake,
until he came.

"Your turn Blake." Joseph said moving around to let Jon clean him up.
"When you're done cleaning up my cock, I want you to rim me and eat my
ass."

Blake looked down at Jon's dripping hole and smiled. He might not be
super fit but he had a nice body and a fine round ass. And while Joseph
may have been his first, he'd still be more than tight enough for Blake -
besides he had popped Taylor's cherry, so it was only fair that Joseph
got Jon's.

Blake pushed his way in and reveled in how tight and hot Jon's ass was.
He also had a great view of Jon working enthusiastically on Joseph's
beautiful little pussy. I wonder if Joseph will let Jon fuck him. That
would be so hot to watch and if Jon's not hooked now, once he's had
Joseph... well...

It wasn't long before Blake got his answer. Joseph slid down and
positioned himself and pulled Jon to his ass while Blake continued to
stretch the daddy's hole. Then Jon was positioned between them, fucking
Joseph as Blake fucked him.

"I'm gonna fill your hot ass with my spunk Jon. That's what you want
isn't it?"

"Yes!"

Blake hit the peak and thrust hard and fast forcing Jon into Joseph as
Blake blew his load. He could feel Jon's hole tightening and squeezing
him as Jon erupted in Joseph. When they were both spent they collapsed on
Joseph.

Blake and Joseph helped Jon get cleaned up and dressed when they were
finished. They both took turns kissing and touching him, making sure he
kept the high as long as possible.

"That was amazing," Jon said in a soft voice.

"Yeah, you were. Got to be honest Jon, I don't think there's anything
wrong with your equipment. Maybe you've just been using the wrong bait.
Seems you like man holes and dicks just fine."

"Oh God..." Jon ran his hands over his face. "This can't be..."

Blake pulled Jon into another passionate kiss and rubbed against him
while Joseph moved in behind. "It's okay Jon. We got you. We know men
who'd love a chance at your hot body, discreet men, fuck buddies who keep
secrets. Nothing needs to change but you getting your needs met."

"I can't..."

Blake slid his tongue into Jon's mouth and squeezed his ass. "Sure you
can. We guys have to stick together."

"Maybe... I don't know."

"That's the spirit. You and Taylor should come over this week for another
dinner. You know, help Michael take his mind of things."

Joseph had slid his hands into Jon's pants and was stroking him as Blake
kissed.

"Yeah... that would be nice."

Blake and Joseph managed to get Jon out and reconnected with Taylor and
after confirmations of a dinner on the next Friday, sent them on their
way just as Max's car pulled in the driveway. Both Jon and Taylor were
smiling and maybe a little sex drunk when they left.

"They're both still pretty pumped Blake," Joseph observed as he watched
the father and son pull out.

"With what I gave them, oh yeah. It won't wear off until morning."

"But they..."

Blake gave an evil laugh.

"No."

"If they've ever had any lustful thoughts about each other then guy's
night might take on a whole new meaning. Or they'll find some porn and
pleasure themselves until they pass out."

"Fuck but you make me horny. Let's get things started, Max is here."
Joseph said grabbing Blake's hand and dragging him to the bedroom.

"Hey - wait up!" Max called as he walked in and overheard. He started
stripping off his clothes as he followed.

"Good night guys, love you Dad, don't mind me. I'll just take another
cold shower!" Michael yelled.

Joseph paused at the door, still holding on to Blake as Max scooted into
the bedroom past them. "I'd ask you to join but I don't think you're
quite ready for that."

"Fuck!" Michael said - just loud enough that Blake heard him before
Joseph's mouth distracted him and he didn't care what Michael was doing.


*   Scene 12   *

"Goodness but you're as nervous as a cat today," Claire said putting the
folder on Dr. Connor's desk.

Blake was pacing and looking out the window. "You don't think he'll say
no?"

"No. Haven't we already been through this?"

"God, I love him so much. He's also so good with Michael. It's starting
to feel like a real family. You should have heard them this morning.
Joseph was teasing Michael and Max something awful. They were both beet
red and laughing. I think Craig was laughing so hard there were tears and
then Joseph pinned him against the wall and he just melted."

"And Michael didn't seem bothered by all this man on man action? Craig
and Joseph aren't usually the most subtle."

Blake laughed. "No, he was egging them on. He and Craig are best buddies
and he already told me he loves to see them be affectionate with each
other. He said it makes him feel like he belongs when they don't hide
stuff. Diablo on the other hand, stayed outside until Craig and Takashi
showed up. He's..."

"Still uncomfortable?"

"Yeah."

Red strobes started flashing.

"What the fuck?" Blake asked looking at the emergency lights. He grabbed
his earpiece from the desk and quickly clicked it.

"Carl?"

["Bad news boss. We're on lockdown - Agency just did an emergency
override. Derrick's trying to find out why."] Carl's voice rumbled.

"Do we have anyone on the outside?"

["You mean from the Black Guard? Chris is with Joseph. Jared and Diablo
should be home sleeping, they have night shift. I'm not sure where Beau
is."]

"Get a hold of them and tell them to get to ground. We need to keep
someone on the outside."

["We're on it. We've only got a few minutes until we're totally locked
out of systems."]
"Shit. I know, remind me if we get out of this that we need some back
doors. I never in a million years thought it would come to this."

Blake's phone chirped and he pulled it from his pocket. "Shit, shit,
shit." He looked down at the message and frowned realizing it was from
Sean

  Sean:  'The Smith's took your pizza.'

The door flew open and Max came in like a thunderstorm, Takashi on his
heels.

"Agents coming in the front door. They've..." Max stopped at the
expression on Blake's face.

Blake looked up. "Where's Craig?"

"You sent him out to Lava Java, remember?" Takashi said.

Blake clicked the earpiece again. "Carl, Craig's on the outside, tell him
to stay out there and have him find Sean and then meet up with Jared."

["Done, he just called me on my cel. He saw the agents and made a quick
detour. They may shut down our wireless - just to warn you."]

So that means they took Michael. Well... at least he's safe. They've got
to know about Taylor. He could be in danger too. Blake thought as he
keyed in a response on his phone.

  Dr. Connor:  'Make another and deliver to smart ass after school. He'll
take care of you.'

Blake felt like he'd been punched in the gut.

"Any idea of why?" Blake asked.

"Not a clue. They secured the perimeter and are on their way up," Max
said.

They all turned as they heard the elevator chime. Several armed men in
suits exited along with Dr. Tanner. They came into Dr. Connor's office
like they owned the place.

"Dr. Connor?" One of the men asked, older, perhaps middle-aged with a
seriously unhappy scowl on his face.

"Yes, what's this about?" Blake demanded as his anger built.

"I'm Mr. Smith. You are officially on lock down. We will be taking over
until the crisis is resolved per our agreement. Paragraph 4. 'In the
event of a personal crisis or threat to Dr. Connor or his inner circle,
the Agency reserves the right to assume control to protect its
interests.'"

"But that could only mean... Joseph?" Dr. Connor asked the fear building
in his gut and pushing the anger aside.

"Please sit down," Mr. Smith ordered.

Blake sat, confused and scared. Joseph's at the University, Chris is with
him - so are at least two Agency guards.

"Sorry Blake, I don't have a choice," Dr. Tanner said as he rolled up
Blake's sleeve and cleaned his arm with an alcohol swab. He pulled out a
syringe and gave the injection.

"What?" Blake asked. He looked to Mr. Smith for answers and felt the
world spin... he was getting very warm and saw that Max and the others
were being handcuffed.

"Tranquilizer. Can't afford to have you interfere so we're securing you
someplace safe and out of the way. Your boy toy was taken - both our men
are dead and your guard was shot. He's being life-flighted to City as we
speak."

"Joseph?" Blake slurred, the room was going dark. Chris has been shot.

"Taken, don't know where but we intend to find him."

Blake knew he was crying but he couldn't seem to focus and then the world
went dark.

END Chapter 17


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