Date: Wed, 5 Feb 2014 10:37:59 -0600 From: charles Turner Subject: Captive chapter XXI Captive XXI "Two loads of dog cum in two days, you are getting to be a regular little dog boy." Donny was holding on to Weldon by his nipples, pulling the boy close enough to share the lingering taste of dog cum from his mouth and lick what had spilled from his mouth onto his chin. "Why don't you do Sparky, next? I'm sure he would gladly fuck your face." "I don't believe I could take that big dick." "His isn't as big as Ron's and you were able to take his entire dick in your mouth and throat. We could use the table in the tack room; Sparky's back legs are long enough that if I can get him to put his forepaws on the table you could let that dog dick slid right on in and enjoy him humping your throat." "Only if you join me." "What am I going to do, fuck him" "No, you can lick and suck on his balls while I do his dick. You have enjoyed having your hand on them, so now you can suck them too." "I don't know if I can even get one of them in my mouth. They are as big as baseballs." "No they're not. They are probably twice as big as yours and I can get both of yours in my mouth so you should be able to suck one of his at a time. If you want we could shave them first, his hair is a little coarse. "If you'd rather we could get him to fuck you since he is more than I'm allowed for a while." "No, thank you. I'm keeping my asshole for you, no dogs and no other guys. It is only for you." "I'll share it with Buck and Mutt." "I don't plan on it." "Come on, can't I watch you take at least one of them?" "No. I told you this asshole is yours and yours alone my trials with the dogs will be oral." He sealed the discussion with a deep kiss forcing his tongue in as far as it would go swabbing around for more of the taste his lover had seemed to enjoy. He twisted the nipples he had been gripping and Weldon opened wider and gave him his tongue to suck. "To the tack room?" Sparky seemed to know what was up. Following Weldon into the tack room his dick had already started to become engorged. It was glowing red and he was pacing around the room, whether in impatience or to show off, Weldon couldn't guess. Donny brought a horse blanket and two towels for him to lie on and helped him get his head in a position that they thought would be good for the Great Dane. He had stopped pacing and watched as the boys got Weldon situated. Donny had let the boy suck his dick for a minute and satisfied that all was well slapped his hand on the table to see what the dog would do. They thought for a moment that he was going to jump all the way up but he knew what a mouth could do for him and stopped with his paws in Weldon's arm pits and after reaching his head down to give the naked body a few licks with his big tongue hopped closer and his dick came in contact with the face waiting for him. Donny had the pleasure of guiding the dog's dick between his lover's lips and seeing the first few inches disappear. Seeing that the dog might have trouble getting more of his dick in the mouth he lifted one leg at a time slowly moving him forward until his apple sized knot was pressing against Weldon's lips. The boy was making gagging sounds but Donny didn't think he was ready to stop trying to take the dick so as he promised he got down beside the table and after locking eyes with his boy licked the knot up the side closest to him and then sat so his head swung around to the other side and he further bathed the knot in his juices. By that time Sparky was getting into the idea and Donny saw the big balls begin to sway in front of Weldon's eyes and did as Weldon wanted. At first he only licked them, one at a time and then with his lips press against them both. Before he could suck either ball into his mouth they had begun contracting and he needed to pull on them to get enough freedom for his lips to encompass first the left nut and then the right. He was totally engrossed in what he was doing and hadn't noticed the signs that Sparky had started to unload his cum into Weldon's mouth. He was moving around to get a better lap on the other ball when he saw dog cum running down his lover's cheeks and instead of going for the ball licked Weldon's face catching as much cum as he could before it fell to the floor. Spent, Sparky dropped to the floor, one big paw landing on Donny, leaving a bloody scratch two inches above his dick. Donny hadn't stopped licking Weldon's face and the boys were kissing when the big dog curled up in the corner and began to clean himself. It had been an exciting ten minutes for Donny and before he let Weldon get up he stood and plunged his eight inches in the open mouth and pushing in hard felt the muscles in Weldon's throat gripping him. He was loving every movement he made and soon fucking the boy's throat his cum joined the dog's in filling Weldon's mouth and stomach. It was as much as he could do for a few minutes and Weldon tried sitting up until Donny pressed a hand down on his chest and told him to wait. In a moment he felt the dog licking his ass and a second later he felt Donny's mouth sliding down his dick, sucking as hard as he could. He wanted to relax and enjoy the blow job but he's been too stimulated by giving two dogs head and now with twin mouths working his balls and dick he couldn't wait. He thought it must have been the largest explosion of cum he ever had, it might have been because Donny had trouble swallowing it all and found his face being licked by Sparky as the dog tried sharing the spilled load they had both worked to create. "We have time to work out back for a few hours before I need to clean up for graduation. Grab the shovels and I'll get the tractor and cart." The more Weldon had thought about getting an unexpected two hundred thousand dollars the more he was enthused about putting in a pool where the pigs had been housed. They were still working at removing the dirt and manure after two weeks of work. Donny had promised him that the work would help them both put on more muscle and he was right. Weldon could look at his arms and see a difference. He hoped that Donny was seeing the difference in his chest and butt, too. The older boy had teased him when he had first started wrestling about the lack of muscle on his skinny frame. There hadn't been any of that teasing for quite a few weeks and Weldon thought it was better to be appreciated for what he had than teased for what he didn't. Just thinking about the wrestling days made him long for the days he and Donny had before the flagpole incident and then leaving the team. He'd already climbed into the four foot deep hole when Donny pulled up alongside the hole with the cart. He wasn't paying any attention to Donny getting down off the tractor and was bent over trying to pick up a rock to get out of the way when he felt a wet stream on his back. Immediately he knew that Donny was taking the opportunity to piss on him. He could have kept working but the stream was too inviting and he froze except for bending lower. With his ass pointing at the pisser his asshole was a target that Donny couldn't resist. The hot stream hitting his hole was a feeling he often sought when Donny showered him with piss. He could feel the heat inside and his asshole twitched and spasmed as if it could reach out and pull the piss inside. Silently cussing out the doctor, he sank to his knees in the mud made by the piss and caught the last few seconds of piss in his mouth before the stream no longer reached him. "So which do you want first? A piss pen or a swimming pool?" "The pool and hot tub should come first. If we're desperate for a piss pen we can find an old tub and let it drain into a hole in the ground." "We'll need a shower at this end of the barn, don't want to be tracking mud and dog hair into the pool when we can avoid it with a few pieces of pipe." "Why don't' we dig a ramp down one end of the hole? It would be a lot easier to fill the wagon and we would be sure to get more of the dirt that has been saturated with pig stink." "It will be a lot more digging, but why not? You do look hot working down there. And I don't mean too much sun. How dark do you get?" "I don't know, I'm darker, right now, than I think I've ever been. It is the first time my buns have ever been toasted like this. I've always thought a tan line was sexy, but I'm glad you like an all-over look." The hours passed fairly quickly and the boys were exhausted when they put up the shovels for the day. Letting down the board they were using to measure progress they had only removed another four inches of dirt plus the ramp which had taken most of the time. "Don't look so down. We will have much more time starting tomorrow. No more school for three months. We're getting down far enough that we should start thinking about the shape we want. If we want it to be memorable to our guests we could make it in the shape of a dog bone or some such thing." "I like the idea of it just being an amorphous blob with rocks and a grotto where the hot tub will be located, anything other than a square or rectangle." "Are you sure you're not the one graduating? Amorphous? That's a big word to be throwing around on a dog farm. We'll be more used to hearing things like dick and knot. "When are you supposed to meet with the lawyer again?" "Monday, in the late afternoon. He'll call with a time or if he doesn't we need to go in at five. "When are you going to teach me to drive so I can go alone?" "Why does a sex slave need to be driving? You aren't going anywhere without me." He left Weldon standing with the shovels as he drove over the hill on the tractor. Weldon didn't know what to think. Was Donny serious? Was he trapped on the farm without a way to leave unless his lover took him somewhere? Was this what he'd agreed to when he first accepted Donny's rules? True, he had accepted that he would be a sex slave and that everything he would do was to please Donny, but did that mean he was being held on the farm without a way to leave? Was he captive along with everything else? Wearing the heavy leather collar in public was surprisingly liberating to the boy. Most people that looked didn't seem to know what to say so they avoided the topic altogether, the few kids that said anything thought it was 'cool' or 'neat' or 'rad' depending on their own level of hipness. Weldon was surprised that Ron wasn't at the short function since his sister was also graduating. After three short speeches the graduates were handed their diplomas and it was over. Ray was with them and the three boys went out for dinner after the ceremony and headed home shortly thereafter. Even with Ray in the car Weldon stripped off his best clothes soon after they departed the restaurant and freed Donny's balls and dick. As he went down to do what he had been trained to do every time he was in the car Ray looked over Donny's shoulder marveling when the boy took both balls in his mouth and hummed along with the radio. "I'm going to have to find someone to do that for me." "Do. It feels better every time he does it, I don't know where he's been practicing but I'm glad he's learned this trick." "And what other tricks has he learned?" "Well, I guess we had a graduation of sorts on the farm, you saw him do Mutt. Well today he did both Buck and Sparky, he has become a true Dog Boy." "Not until he has them fucking him." "That's coming. His ass is still recuperating. It may be another month, but he is ready to take the dogs on as soon as the doctor says it's okay. Isn't that right Dog Boy?" He didn't lift his mouth from Donny's balls; he simply nodded and hoped that the motion was felt the right way. "You sure are getting him trained. When do I get to fuck him?" "He'd laugh at that little dick of yours, stick to a blow job when I tell him to do you. He still has a way to go to be as well trained as you, but I think Weldon is going to be one first class sex slave. "Where are we going to get some more dogs that already know what to do or can be trained quickly." "You could try the dog pound. How that would work I don't know. But they always have dogs that need adopted." "They are all fixed, Ray. What good would a dog that can't shoot cum up our guests' asses?" Donny shook his head at the boy. There were times he just acted so stupid. "Sit up, up Dog Boy. I need to get gas." "You were already passing enough." "Not the kind that runs this car, Dog Boy." After filling up the car, the boys headed to the farm where they spent the rest of the evening playing with Punk. Most of that time, Weldon was on the floor with the dog. The rest of the time Donny had him kneeling on the sofa playing with his asshole. He wanted to disobey the doctor and get his whole hand in the boy but he didn't, he just slid one or two in at a time taunting the boy with the fact that they were supposed to be doing so much more that night. Ron showed up at the door carrying his clothes around ten o'clock with tears streaming down his cheeks. Donny and Weldon knew immediately what had happened. No one asked Ron the stupid questions that would have started him crying harder. As the tears slowed and eventually stopped Ron tried telling his friends why he was being 'shunned' but couldn't get the words out of his mouth. "Ron, eat Weldon's ass.' The crying boy didn't answer in words: he got on the floor with Punk and Weldon burying his face in the crack of the boy's ass. Punk wasn't that sure he wanted to share Weldon with Ron and growled and pushed trying to get back to the ass he had bonded with in a short time. Donny smiled at the going on's knowing that the dog had determined that Weldon belonged to him and would be trying to dominate the boy for the rest of their lives. Fighting the animal for what he wanted cleared the Quaker boy's head and he was soon only thinking about the asshole he was spearing with his tongue. "Are you ready to talk or should he feed you shit?" "I think I can talk, now." "It is obvious by your distress that you have been shunned." "Yes." "What did you tell your parents that they told the elders? It must have made them really mad." "I didn't tell them anything. My sister saw me in back of the barn giving the farm hand I told you about a blow job. When my father fired him I said that I had asked to suck his dick and that it wasn't his fault that I enjoyed doing it. "Because my father thought I'd never lied to him he thought I was telling the truth then and I was. The farmhand had waved a hard cock at me and I had asked to suck it. "He couldn't believe I'd do that and when my sister left us alone he swore at me, in eighteen years I think it was the first time I've ever heard him swear. It was pretty much German but I understood at least half and he was calling me the most vile things he could think of." The boy was threatening to break out in tears again. Donny didn't know what else to do so he shoved the boy's face back in Weldon's ass and commanded him to clean out the asshole. While Weldon was looking at him he tried to get the boy to push shit down his tube and when Weldon shook his head he formed the word with his lips, 'FART'. Not knowing how hard that would be to do on command he strained against the lips locked to his assring until he was afraid he would be feeding Ron shit. He tried to relax for a moment and lost a wet fart by accident. "Ray, get on the floor with your fellow sex slaves. I should open a whore house not a breeding farm. Two dedicated ass eaters, an obsessive piss drinker, three boys that put on shows with dogs, one that will do a stallion and all of the above that suck cock and take cock up their asses, Hell we could be rich in no time." "No!" "No!" "No!" "What is this, a slave rebellion?" Weldon was the first to speak, "You are not pimping me out. If you try it I will walk off this farm if I have to, but I will be gone. I am not a whore and never will be." "Okay, we'll just go with the Breeding Farm. All three of you put out for the dogs anyway. If our guests want to watch you can provide the show. If they want fucked you can watch." Thinking he had struck a balance he sat back on the sofa waiting for any of them to speak. There was no speaking. Ray and Weldon grabbed him by the feet and pulled him to the floor. As if by instinct Ron sat on his face and the other boys held his feet in the air while Weldon lubed his dick and stabbed at his ass until he found entrance. As soon as he was in Donny the third boy sat back and placed Punk on his stomach in a place where he could lick the head of Donny's dick. Ray hustled around the room picking up cell phones and snapped photos of the orgy on all three until he was satisfied that should Donny make threats against them again there was evidence that he too would be a working boy. With one load up his ass and a dick in his throat Donny didn't struggle to escape but joined the boys in the makeshift orgy and shot a load that Punk was happy to lick up alongside of his new owner. Relieved of one load, each the four boys relaxed on the floor. "So how many suck and fuck dog boys are there?" "Four." "Right and if you think about forgetting that, we will all be sure that your mouth is the urinal of choice around this farm. It does work well as a hole to piss in when nothing else is available and we'll have the pictures to prove it. "Who is first?" It didn't take long for Weldon and Ray to use Donny's mouth and for either Ray or Weldon to snap photos on the phones. "We even gave you a few on your phone to remind you of tonight. It may be graduation day, but it is also liberation day. We may act like your sex slaves but we are just as free as you. So who do you want to do next? Buck, Mutt or Sparky?" "Weldon, I told you I am saving my ass for you alone." "Why don't we watch him suck off the stallion?" Ron had gotten into the play and was ready to make Donny do everything the boy had seen him make others do. "Ray, did you finish that other brand?" "No, I haven't had time to finish it; all I have done is the first half." "Guys, this is not funny." "Weldon, sit on his face and shut him up." The other two were holding Donny down and the older boy was getting frustrated at his inability to escape their grasp. He couldn't believe his lover was thinking of branding him or allowing Ron and Ray to do anything that might permanently mark him. "Get it and the torch, the time has come to use it. We said gradu-ation day and that was tonight." Donny thought with just the other two holding him he might have a chance. He was still trying to get away when he heard Ray return. "Okay. Take a look at it, is this what you wanted?" "It's perfect. Can you do it?" There seemed to be a waver in Weldon's voice and wondered what he was afraid of, wasn't he going to feel the pain? "Where do you want it?" They were really going to do this to him. What had he done to them that he deserved this? He felt Weldon run a finger about two inches above his left nipple and a shiver of fear ran through his body. Yes he'd done this to Paul and Ray but he really didn't want marked. "Keep it perfectly level. Don't allow it to move, I want it to be nice and clear." He was trying to be brave but there was obvious fear in his voice, but whatever was causing it didn't make him stop Ray from heating the brand. Even with his lover's asshole sitting on his mouth Donny could smell the heat rising from the metal brand. He tried bucking Weldon off but the boy told him to be still, that it wouldn't hurt that bad and if he kept moving it would make a blur not a good clear brand. He was trying to brace himself for the coming pain when he heard Weldon scream. The scream seemed to last for an hour but was really no more than a minute or two long. He had been holding onto Weldon's legs as he had prepared himself for the pain and now he felt the boy going limp, The other boys helped Weldon to the sofa and propped him up against one arm before they turned to Donny and said see how much he loves you. "He wanted to have the whole phrase 'Dog Boy' across his chest but I haven't had time to make a brand of the word 'Boy' for the other side. He will be awake in another minute; do you think I should do what he wants?" "Let us talk about it. We may come up with something else I would rather be seeing every day." Donny couldn't believe his boy had done this as a graduation present for him. Hadn't the idea of giving him the chance to have a hand inside him enough? How much did the boy really love him? Was there no end to his feelings? "Why didn't he just get a tattoo?" "When does he ever get far enough away from you to do anything? He couldn't go to a tattoo parlor and I couldn't bring anyone I know out here, they would go ape shit about this place. So we decided that if a brand was good enough for me it would be good for you and him too." Ray hoped he had explained things clearly enough, he didn't want to have created any problems between the lovers. "Guys, help me get him into the tub. I want to piss on the brand. I've heard it will make the mark a different color. I don't know if it's true, but I think it is worth trying. I don't want him looking like you and Paul." "Are you pleased that he was willing to do this for you?" "Ron, everything he does pleases me. But, he didn't need to mark himself permanently. I know how he feels and knowing that is enough. I didn't need physical proof." "Hey, where are we going?" "You're going in the tub." "Man that hurt. I'm not looking forward to having the other side done. Can you read it?" "It is clear. You and Ray are crazy. Weldon you didn't need to do this for me. Why?" "I love you. I wanted you to know that whatever you wanted from me was what I want to give you. Ray where is that salve you promised me?" He was in obvious pain and the skin around the brand was flaming red in irritation. "We'll get that in a few minutes. First, I want to mark you." Donny wasn't trying to be mysterious but he didn't think the boy needed to hear what he planned. "Lay down. Now put your hands behind your head. Are you comfortable?" "No. My back doesn't have enough padding to be comfortable on the hard porcelain. What is going on?" Donny didn't have to wait any longer. He was ready to get rid of the two loads of piss the other boys had given him and the stream of piss pouring out of his dick went right at the mark. He was sure to cover the entire mark in piss and washed it over and over as the huge load of piss in his bladder streamed out his dick. Whether it was the force of the piss hitting the burn or the salts and ammonia in the fluid Weldon let out a sound of anguish and the tears flowed down his face as he tried to hold back a scream. The last few seconds of piss hit him in the mouth and he gulped it down in gratitude. "Thank you, sir." "What are you thanking him for? He just pissed in your mouth." "I was thirsty." "You always thank him when he pisses in your mouth." "Whenever he wants to piss in my mouth I'm thirsty." Punk had his paws on the side of the tub watching the boy and before anyone could stop him jumped over the edge and began lapping at the liquid everywhere but on the burned skin. "Your pup seems like he is going to be as dedicated to piss as you, Weldon. But you two haven't fully bonded yet. In the next few days he will decide that it is time for him to piss on you too. It may not be all over your body but at least he will mark one foot or leg, but if you are lying down it might be anywhere on your body including your head. Be prepared and don't get mad at him, he will just be letting the other dogs know that you are his. Buck or Mutt may not agree and try marking you, also. You may be in for a few days of dogs pissing all over you. Try to wash off all of it except Punk's that way the other dogs get the idea who you belong to besides me." "I only want to belong to you, not to a dog. Not even Punk." "Don't worry, you do belong to me. But I am willing to share you with the Dogo. You have had three of the dog's' dicks in your mouth; in another month we'll be able to say the same thing about your ass. Then we might finish this brand." "Help me up." "Leave the piss on the brand. In fact if you can stand it, wipe any of the piss that the pup didn't lick up on top of it too. We'll get the salve after it has dried into your skin." With Weldon standing in the tub Donny pulled his face to him and they kissed, swabbing out each other's mouth with their tongues. There wasn't much taste left from the piss they'd swallowed but Weldon could taste his own ass, a taste he'd had when cleaning his lover's cock. Salved and covered with a square of gauze Weldon made his way back to the living room and sat on the floor between Donny's legs not saying much as his lover discussed Ron's situation with the two R's. It was decided that Ron would stay the summer on the farm helping them to convert the place into the breeding farm they were planning. With four of them doing the work they might make some progress even if they needed to hire some help from town to do things they didn't know how to do. None of them looked forward to the days they had outside workers on the farm but they were excited about the prospect of more dogs and the opportunity to have paying guests.