Date: Sat, 4 May 2013 09:44:35 -0700 (PDT) From: Robert Subject: Conrad Evans Family Legacy - 5 Attention Readers - Please donate to Nifty.org to help support and maintain this free service. I encourage you to donate to Nifty today! Go to http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html Please do me the favor of reading the disclaimer at the beginning of Chapter One if you have not done so already. Also I enjoy hearing from readers. Let me know what you liked and what you want to see more of. - Robert,robertx5sf@yahoo.com This is a work of fiction. All characters portrayed in this story are fictional and not representative of anyone living or dead. I have used names at random, combining first names with random last names, if these names are similar to any real person, it is purely coincidental and accidental. (c) 2013 by robertx5sf@yahoo.com, all rights reserved, may not be reproduced in any form without the author's consent, with exception of the license granted to Nifty.org per Nifty's terms of use. CONRAD EVANS FAMILY LEGACY Chapter 5 The first day in Shanghai was spent hanging around the hotel. John, Sam, and Mac shared a room, which was adjacent to Conrad's suite. They visited the pool and walked around the shops that were near the hotel, but spent a lot of the day napping. On Thursday, the three of them spent the day at the skatepark. After dinner Thursday evening, Sam and Mac were summoned to Conrad's suite. They noticed that there was a very large Chinese man standing guard outside the door. Inside, they found their benefactor sitting at a table with another Chinese man. He appeared to be a business man as he was dressed in a suit. It was a little hard to guess his age, but Sam suspected he was in his sixties. He was on the short side at 5'6" and slender. His hair was mostly gray with just a few black streaks left. Their Master was also dressed in a suit, and was talking quietly with the other man in Mandarin. Sam and Mac stopped after taking a step into the room, standing there silently, waiting for instructions. Sam could make out a few words, enough to get the general sense that their benefactor was explaining how obedient and submissive the boys were, and that he would give the man a demonstration. With that, the Conrad turned to the boys, "Strip." Sam and Mac obeyed, stripping off all their clothes and stacking them in neat piles against the wall. "Present," commanded their Master after they were naked. Again Sam and Mac obeyed, and assumed the position. The Chinese man just watched, and gave a slight nod. Then the two men made small talk, talking about the status of a joint business venture the details of which were lost on Sam. Occasionally the Chinese man would glance over at the boys to check on them. Conrad made the boys stay in that position for a half hour. Even though the boy's legs and arms were aching, they didn't move except to subtly flex there muscles and shift very slightly to help relieve the strain. "Okay boys, get over here. Mac give our guest a blowjob, Sam take care of me," ordered the man. The boys were happy to comply as it gave them an opportunity to stretch. Sam got on his knees and reached up to undo their Master's pants. Mac got on his knees in front of the stranger and kept his eyes focused on the man's crotch as he politely asked, "Sir, may I please touch you in order to obey my Master's order?" "Yes," the Chinese man said in heavy accented English. "Thank you Sir," said Mac as he carefully undid the man's belt and opened up his trousers. The man's average sized cock lay half hard in a thick bush patch of gray pubic hair. Using one hand to steady himself and the other to hold the man's dick, Mac begun swirling his tongue around the head while softly milking the cock with his hand. The stranger turned to Conrad and said in Chinese, "Very polite and obedient boys, rare for teenagers. I wish my grandson was this polite. Perhaps in addition to sharing the drug formula you might be persuaded to share some of your training techniques?" Sam listened to their conversation while sucking on Conrad's dick. "Let us discuss that particular business later, in private. The older boy has been taught some Mandarin," replied Conrad. The two boys dutifully sucked off the men and swallowed their loads when they came. After they had cleaned the men's cocks, Conrad dismissed them. As they were dressing, Sam heard the two men talking quietly again, the only thing he could really make out though was their benefactor saying the Chinese word for urine. *** -x- *** The next few days settled into a more normal routine around the Home. Logan was introduced to Ms. Johnston, the tutor, who would be meeting with him for a couple hours a day, four times a week, over the summer to help the boy be prepared for the more rigorous curriculum that he would encounter when he begun middle school at the Conrad Evans Academy in the fall. She would also be spending an hour, twice a week, with the rest of the boys, except Billy, to give them some things to work on over the summer and review their foreign language practice. Jonah, Derrick, Mac, and Eric were learning French, with Eric being nearly fluent at this point. Meanwhile Colt, Sam, and Billy had been taking Mandarin. Besides the tutoring, the boys generally hung out playing video games, and doing some physical activities. Jonah, Colt, and Eric spent time in the gym lifting weights. Logan joined them, mainly watching but doing a few exercises. They also got outside and played some basketball and soccer. At night they would watch movies in the media room. There was nothing too blatantly sexual going on, although Logan did notice that occasionally Derrick would almost drag Colt into Derrick's bedroom for an hour or so to supposedly talk about something. A couple of times Jonah and Logan had started playing around, first by showing each other their dicks and then starting to masturbate each other, but Grant always showed up a couple minutes later and interrupted them. Colt and Jonah both would frequently touch and rub Logan, and at night in Colt's bed, the two would cuddle and Logan would lie with Colt spooned up against his back, and the younger boy could feel Colt's hard cock press against his ass through their underwear. On Friday night, Eric suggested that they watch a French language movie so that he, Jonah, and Derrick could practice their French. The movie that they chose was 'Ma Vie en Rose' (My Life in Pink). Eric made them watch it without subtitles, that way Derrick and Jonah couldn't cheat by reading instead of listening to the French. Eric sat with Colt and Logan to give them a summary translation of the dialogue. The movie was about a young boy, Ludovic, that felt he was a girl and when he gets caught dressing up as a girl it causes problems for him and his family. After some conflict that family comes to accept Ludovic and allow him to dress as a girl. Later that night, Colt and Logan were lying in bed, and Logan started to cry. Colt reached over and stroked the boy's hair, "What's wrong?" he asked. "I'm a freak," cried Logan. "Shh, you aren't a freak Logan. You are just a little different than other boys. We're all a little bit different here, and that's a good thing. It would be boring if we were all the same. Do you think you are like the boy from the movie? Is that why you think you are different?" asked Colt as gently used his finger to wipe the tears off Logan's face. "Maybe, I'm not sure. I like being a boy and I really like having a penis, but when I was little I used to play dress up with my sisters and it always made me feel all tingly inside and really happy. Sometimes when Logan or you are holding me, I imagine I'm dressed up like a girl and you're my boyfriend. I think I might be gay," said Logan. "Yeah, you probably are. I said this was a place for special boys like us. I think all the boys here are at least a little bit gay, including Eric and myself. Even Grant and Roger are gay. So don't worry about anyone here making fun of you for being gay. I think you are really pretty and I think you would look really cute dressed up. I'm sure the rest of the boys, particularly Jonah, would like to have a pretend sister to play around with every now and then. Do you think you would be willing to play dress up for us?" asked Colt. "I think so. I've been so happy here this week. It's so different than the other home. But Colt, I'm scared about sex. I saw and heard a couple of the older boys fucking the younger boys back in my old home and it sounded like it hurt. You won't hurt me will you Colt?" asked Logan. Colt wanted to tell Logan he wouldn't hurt him, but he knew that carrying out his father's orders meant he was going to hurt the boy. Since he didn't want to think about that right now, he put it out of his mind and deflected the question. "There are some things we can do that don't hurt," said Colt as he pulled back the covers. He leaned over and kissed the boy on the lips while he ran his hand over Logan's chest and stomach. He planted a couple of light kisses on the boy's lips then stuck his tongue out and pressed it into Logan's mouth. Logan was surprised at first, and resisted for just a second, before opening his mouth and accepting Colt's tongue. Colt spent a few minutes exploring Logan's mouth with his tongue as his hand roamed all over the boy's body. He focused on the boy's chest, stomach, and legs while occasionally brushing lightly across the small bulge in Logan's tight white briefs. Logan was tense at first, but gradually relaxed. Colt pulled his tongue out of Logan's mouth but kept his mouth pressed against his lips, open, waiting. Logan tentatively stuck out his tongue and poked it into the older boy's mouth. Colt immediately wrapped his lips around Logan's tongue and sucked on it. After battling with their tongues for a bit, Colt finally broke the kiss. "See, Ashley, that didn't hurt, and this won't hurt either," said Colt. He then leaned down and started kissing and licking Logan's tiny nipples. Logan let out a little moan when Colt started sucking on the little knobs. "You like having your titties sucked Ashley?" asked Colt, taking his mouth off the sissy's little tits for a second. The boy just nodded his head in agreement. "Come on Ashley, you need to say it out loud, tell me what you like. Do you want me to continue?" asked Colt as he teased the boy by lightly pinching his right nipple as he spoke. "Yes, I like having my titties sucked," said Ashley, as he started giving in to his sissy nature. Colt returned to sucking on the sissy's tits and used his hands to remove the boy's white briefs so he could rub the boy's small but very hard cock. Colt kept sucking on Ashley's nipples while he jacked the boy's cock until the boy started shaking and thrashing around on the bed as he experienced his first dry orgasm. While the boy lay there gasping, Colt kissed his way up the boy's chest and neck then kissed him on the lips again. This time Ashley immediately opened his mouth and accepted Colt's tongue, sucking on it like Colt had done to his. "Now Ashley, unless you want my hard cock digging into your back all night, how about you help me out by jacking me off. Will you do that for me?" asked Colt. "Okay," said Ashley in his soft girly voice. Colt turned on the reading lamp that was attached to his bed so that Ashley could get a good look at Colt's muscular young body and, after stripping off his boxer briefs, his hard cock. The head was half way out of its hood, and it was leaking pre-cum. "Go ahead, take your fingers and spread the pre-cum over the head, then wrap your hand around it, just under the head, and start stroking it," instructed Colt. Ashley was fascinated by Colt's dick, it was so much bigger then his own or Jonah's. Colt also had some soft brown pubic hair at the base of his cock. Ashley slowly did as Colt instructed. Colt's dick felt so hot and hard in his hand. As he was gently jacking Colt, he felt the older boy's hand started rubbing all over his body again, working its way to his butt, where one of Colt's finger ended up pressed into his crack, the fingertip drawing little circles around his asshole. Between the stimulation of Ashley's hand on his cock and his finger playing with ten year's virgin hole, it didn't take long until Colt started shooting his teen load all over his stomach and chest. Ashley kept stroking him throughout his orgasm, only stopping when Colt reached down and pulled the boy's hand off his cock, when it got too sensitive. "Oh wow, thank you Ashley, that was awesome," said Colt, "Now it's time to enjoy your tasty reward." Colt reached down and collected some of his cum on his fingers and brought them to his own mouth and licked them clean. Then he reached down and collected more. This time he brought his cum covered fingers to Ashley's mouth. "Go on, it doesn't taste bad, its a little weird at first but eventually you'll discover that you love the taste and can't get enough cum," said Colt. Ashley tentatively opened his mouth and let Colt rub some cum onto his tongue. Colt was right, it tasted really different from anything else he had tasted, but it wasn't bad, just different. "It's okay I guess," he said. Colt continued to scrape the cum off his body and alternate between the two of them until they had eaten it all. After they were finished, Colt turned the light back off and pulled the covers back up. He pulled Ashley into him and spooned with the boy. "That was fun wasn't it Ashley? Do you think you would like doing stuff like that again?" asked Colt. "Yeah, I think so, if it always feels that good, I'd like to do that a lot," said Ashley. "Well you'll be able to it a lot. But you know what would make me really happy Ashley?" asked Colt. "What?" asked a very nervous Ashley, afraid that Colt wanted to shove his big cock up his tiny little ass. "If we could do that while you were dressed up like a little girl, wearing panties, and maybe some sexy girl clothes," said Colt. "But I don't have any girl clothes, I always just wore my sister's clothes when we played dress up," said Ashley. "Well, since we are scheduled to go shopping tomorrow to pick you up new clothes, how about we pick you up a couple girly things while we are at the store, so you can see if you like wearing them when we play around like this," suggested Colt. Ashley paused, he wanted to say yes, but the thought of shopping for girl's clothes in the store frightened him. He thought for a moment how to tell Colt then realized he should try just saying how he felt, "I'm scared that people will see me buying girl's clothes and make fun of me." "Don't worry about that Ashley. I'll have Grant take your measurements, then while we are in the boy's section, he can go pick out things for you and buy them. That way, no one will see you shopping for girl clothes," said Colt. "But won't Grant know?" asked Ashley. Colt hugged Ashley tight, "Yes, but he won't say anything and he won't mind that you want girl clothes. He is one of us, and he accepts us all for who we are, including you. Also, Grant really likes me and he will do anything I say, including keeping it a secret. Okay?" "Okay," said Ashley, smiling as he thought about wearing panties as Colt played with him. *** -x- *** Sam, Mac, and John again spent the day at the skatepark on Friday. That night Conrad did not require the boys, as he was busy making sure Jenn's fertile womb was filled with his babymakers. The boys played with John in their room. On Saturday, they were back at the skatepark again. In the morning, Mac took a break to go to the bathroom. He took off his helmet and left it with his board. He made sure to leave them near Sam, so he could keep an eye on them for him. As Mac went into the park's toilet, he was followed in by a teenage Chinese boy that was kitted up for BMX riding. The boy was fourteen, about 5'6" and 110 pounds, with a slim tight build. He had short black hair and brown eyes so dark, they appeared black. Mac went over to the urinal while the Chinese boy scoped out the restroom. There was another boy in one of the stalls, and the BMX boy barked out something which caused the boy in the stall to hurriedly pull up his pants, flush, and then flee the restroom. Mac started to worry as the boy walked up to the urinal next to him and pulled the front of his shorts down, exposing a semi-hard circumcised cock. "English or (some words in Mandarin that Mac couldn't understand)?" asked the Chinese teenager as he stared over at Mac. "Um no, American," answered Mac. The Chinese boy laughed, "I am sorry, I was asking if you speak just English or if you knew any Mandarin." He spoke English fluently with a hint of an English accent. "You have a nice cock," he said. "Thank you," said Mac as he finished pissing but didn't put his dick away. He looked over and the Chinese boy still hadn't started pissing and was instead holding his plump dick, and shaking it at him. "You have a nice one too. I don't speak Mandarin, just English and French," said Mac. "You want it, don't you. You want my urine," said the boy. "Um, what if someone comes in?" asked Mac. He was starting to get horny but was afraid of getting caught having sex in a public bathroom in a foreign country. "Don't worry, I have someone guarding the door. No one will enter until I leave. My name is Dou. So do you want my urine?" asked Dou again. "My name is Macaulay, and yes, I want your piss," answered Mac. "Good, get on your knees, now," said Dou. As soon as Mac dropped to his knees, Dou stepped forward and grabbed Mac by his shaggy dyed black hair and immediately started pissing on the thirteen year old boy's face. Mac quickly got the head of the older boy's penis into his mouth to keep more piss from spraying on him, and soaking into his clothes. In between gulping down mouthfuls of piss, Mac moaned. He couldn't describe it, there was just something about piss that lit up all Mac's erogenous zones, his body tingled, his cock got hard, his nipples got erect, and his asshole ached to be played with. After Dou was done pissing, he rubbed the Mac's nose into his patch of black pubic hair, then fucked Mac's throat until his cock grew to its full five inches. He released his hold on the boy's hair and stepped back. "Get up and go bend over the sink," ordered Dou. Mac obeyed. "Beg for what you want," said Dou. "Please fuck me, shove that cock up my ass and pound me with it. I want your load up my ass," said Mac as he bent over the sink and wiggled his smooth pale ass at Dou. The older boy got behind Mac, pulled his smooth butt checks apart, and spat on the boy's small pink pucker. He then spat into his hand and used it to get his cock slick. He shoved his spit slicked cock up the boy's ass. Mac was used to getting fucked and opened his ass up to let in the boy's dick. It hurt a little bit due to the lack of lube but Mac didn't care if it hurt, he never did when the smell and taste of piss was still fresh in his nostrils and mouth. Dou fucked the boy hard, banging his head into the wall and grinding the thirteen year emo boy's hips into the sink. Mac reached his orgasm first, spraying his load on the floor of the bathroom. Dou pulled the boy back from the sink and forced him to the floor. "Lick that up," order Dou as he held Mac's head down to the dirty bathroom floor and made Mac lick up his own cum while he continued to fuck the boy's ass. The sight of this submissive boy licking his own cum up off the bathroom floor was enough to put Dou over the edge. He slammed his cock home as he shot his load up the white boy's ass. "Good fuck boy. I hope I get to see you again sometime," said Dou as he stood up. Mac immediately got up on his knees and took Dou's cock into his mouth and licked it clean. Once his cock was clean, Dou stuffed it back into his pants and left the restroom. Sam was pacing out in front of the restroom. The door was blocked by the same large Chinese bodyguard that had been out in front of the hotel suite the night before last. He had demanded the man let him in so he could check on Mac, but the man had laughed at him and said that the bathroom was closed and if Sam tried to go in, he would be arrested for trespassing. Eventually a young Chinese teenager exited the men's room, walking right past the bodyguard. He smiled at Sam and said, "I'm done. He's fine and quite happy, you can go in now." Then he walked off, and the bodyguard followed him. Sam saw Mac washing up at the sink. "You okay Mac?" he asked his boyfriend. "Yeah, of course I'm fine, I just had some really hot sex with a cute boy. Come on, I'll tell you all about it and who knows, maybe tonight we can recreate the scene in our hotel bathroom," replied Mac. *** -x- *** After breakfast on Saturday morning, Grant left with Colt and Logan to take Logan shopping for some new clothes. As soon as they were out the door, Billy grabbed a soccer ball and rounded up Eric, Derrick, and Jonah. He let them know that the four of them were going to play some soccer out on the school's field and that attendance wasn't optional. Once the boy's were dressed for soccer and had made their way to the distant field, Billy started filling them in on what was going on. "Eric knows some of this already. But I'm going to need everyone's help if we are going to save Colt and protect Logan," said Billy to Derrick and Jonah. "Protect Logan? What's going on?" asked Jonah. "I can't tell you everything. The less you know, the better, just in case we fail. If Grant, Roger, or the man downstairs finds out about this, we could all be in big trouble, and it could get us kicked out of the Home. I just want you guys to know the danger before I say anything. If you aren't willing to take the risk of getting kicked out in order to help Colt and Logan, you need to let me know now," said Billy. It was Eric that answered first, "You know I'm in Billy. We owe it to Colt to try to save him." "I'm in, I love Colt and I really like Logan too," said Jonah. "Me too," answered Derrick. "Okay, thanks guys. This means a lot to me. Our benefactor is a very wealthy man, and he has been using his resources to condition us to be his personal playthings. Part of that conditioning is sexual and part of it is to obey him. He has conditioned Colt to obey him, just like all of us, but he has also been trying to condition Colt to be like him. I think you can all remember your first time here; Derrick, when Eric made you beg to get fucked and then Mac and him fucked you; Jonah, the first time Sam spanked you then fucked you; and Eric, the first time Dylan tied you up and fucked you. You all felt something change in you. That's part of the conditioning. Colt's conditioning is different. He's been conditioned to be dominate, to get off on being in control and using people. But it hasn't fully triggered like you guys yet," said Billy. "Colt is supposed to rape Logan isn't he? That will be his trigger won't it?" asked Eric as pieced together the bits and pieces of what Billy had already told him, along with what he had seen from Colt the last few days. "Yes. And it will change Colt. As it is now, Colt is dominate, he uses you two as hard and as rough as our benefactor does, but it isn't the same is it?" asked Billy looking at Jonah and Derrick. "No, it's better," said Jonah. "The sex with the man is good, but it's just sex, I can tell he doesn't care about me. He doesn't care about anything but himself. With Colt, it's better. He's one of us, I know he loves me and that I can trust him," said Jonah. Derrick was silent, but nodded his head in agreement with Jonah. "How do you know all this Billy? And what is your kink? I used to think you were totally submissive, but you kind of tipped your hand the last couple weeks that you've been faking that," asked Eric. "I have a source, I can't tell you who. In case we fail, I don't want to get him in trouble. As for me, well, our benefactor's training methods have been getting better. I'm a bit of a failure. I was supposed to be like Colt, but I failed my first test, a test which Colt passed last week. Passing that test was what got him that 'mentorship' position with the Foundation. After I failed my test, our benefactor decided that he needed to adjust his training methods with Colt. He had all the older boys in the Home rape Colt. He then had Doc drug up Colt, so that Colt doesn't consciously remember that night, but it's part of his conditioning now," explained Billy. Eric had a panicked look on his face, "Billy! He ordered us never to mention that to anyone!" "I've broken my conditioning that forces me to obey him Eric. All it takes is intentionally disobeying a direct order for the first time. Once you actually force yourself to do it, your brain starts to rewire a bit and it gets easier and easier the more you do it. The first time I disobeyed was the night of Colt's rape. I just pretended to fuck him, I never actually stuck it in him though. And now I need your help to get Colt to basically do the same thing, we need to get him to not rape Logan and then lie about it. This is going to be hard because subconsciously you guys will know that you are disobeying the man's standing orders. But you can do it, I know you can, and it will also help each of you in breaking free of the man's control," said Billy. Eric looked over at Jonah and Derrick, they both nodded at him. He turned back to Billy, "Okay. What's the plan?" *** -x- *** Sunday was their last full day in Shanghai and the entire Conference was at the skatepark for their closing party. Sam had enjoyed the day, his riding had really improved after spending four days doing tricks and getting tips from other skaters. He was glad he had gotten to spend so much time at the park, he was the one that pushed to come here every day rather than stay at the hotel. He was growing increasingly melancholy though as the day wore on. Finally at four-thirty he picked up his board and headed towards one of the cement bowls. He took a deep breath then launched himself down the bowl and back up the other side. He flew high above the top rim of the bowl and twisted around, coming off his board. As he came down, he held out his arm and it hit the top edge of the cement bowl, right in the middle of his forearm. He heard a load snap and pain shot through his entire arm. As he came to a rest at the bottom, he could see his left arm looked like a 'z' with an extra bend now between his elbow and his wrist. 'Huh, what is that red stuff on the ground?,' he wondered, right before he passed out. *** -x- *** It was five am when Grant woke up to the sound of his cellphone ringing. He didn't get to it before it went to voice-mail, so he picked it up to see who had tried to call when the phone rang again. He didn't recognize the number but the caller ID gave the location as Shanghai, China. 'Oh shit, this can't be good,' he thought as he answered the call, "Hello?" "Grant, thank god you picked up. It's John. Sam has had an accident and has been rushed to the hospital," said John, panic in his voice. "Okay. John, take a deep breath and try to relax, everything will be fine. Now tell me what happened if it's safe to do so," said Grant wanting to make sure the young man didn't say anything incriminating on an unsecured international call. "Sam was skateboarding at the park and took a bad fall. His arm is broken, I think it's a compound fracture; there was a lot of blood. He was rushed away in an ambulance. I'm trying to get details but it's all a bit chaotic here right now," said John. "Okay, just hang tight. I am going to head down to the law firm where we can get a secure line and I can assemble a crisis response team. Try to get what information you can and call me back in an hour. I'll have some instructions for you then," said Grant. As soon as he was off the phone with John, he called the Home's lawyer, Keith, and it's doctor, Jason, both trusted 'special' graduates of the Home. He arranged to meet them down at the law firm's offices asap, then he called Roger and briefed him on the situation. After hearing what had happened, Roger agreed with Grant's response. "Since this isn't a security threat, you stay as lead on this. I'll keep an eye on the boys at the Home for the time being. Oh, Colt is likely to trigger Logan today, should I put that on hold or let him go ahead," asked Roger. "Go ahead with it, just make sure to get it recorded, he will want confirmation that Colt did exactly as he was ordered," said Grant. "Got it. Good luck, I hope Sam's alright. He's a good kid," said Roger. Roger reached into his dresser and pulled out a prepaid cellphone. He punched in the number for one of his former Marine buddies that now worked for the power company. When his friend answered, Roger was direct and to the point, "Hey, it's Roger. That favor I asked you for, I need it to happen today. What time can I expect it? Okay got, thanks again. Heh, yeah okay see you Friday night." He then sent a text to another prepaid cellphone which was registered to the same fake owner as his own. The text read: "It's a go. Today, just before 10am. Good luck bro."