This is my second story in this universe, Eros is My Guardian Angel? As of right now it is only half finished.
In this world some of the ancient Greek gods (possibility the Nordic and Vedic gods as well) still have a limited amount of power.
In this world during mid 1960's seeing the 'Summer of Love' coming Eros and Aphrodite enlisted the help of Asclepius and together they eradicated all sexually transmitted diseases, even the one that would first be noticed in 1981's Los Angeles... Why? Because they could.... and because I'm fucken lazy...
But, we do not live in a fictional world. We live in the real world, and in the real world, STDs do exist. Always practice safe sex.
And never, ever have sex with anyone below the age of consent, whatever that arbitrary age happens to be, wherever you happen to be.
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Hi! I'm Oliver, but most people just call me Ollie. The last two years have been fucken wild! I figured I should write it down so I don't forget some of the crazy shit that happened. I'll write updates every few years, cause I know it gonna get even more wild. Maybe I'll post this to Nifty some day.
Right after I turned 10, I kinda got sick of my sperm donor raping and beating me every night, so I ran away. My mom died giving birth to me, he blamed me, kinda fucked up if you ask me. I never called him dad, except to his face. The one time I called him sperm donor to his face, he beat me so bad I ended up in the hospital, he told them I fell down the stairs, which was half true, he threw me down the stairs. I didn't tell the doctors the truth because I knew I would just end up in a group home, living with that pile of shit I had at least some freedom.
I got picked up by a Trucker named Riley, His handle was Poseidon, he was so cool, he asked me to call him Uncle Riley in public, saying it keeps the questions to a minimum, made sense to me. He took me to a great Dinner, it blew my mind... then he blew my dickie!!! Ya, I'm gay. If my sperm donor had just fucked me, or made love to me I woulda stayed, but he was a fucken drunk, liked it way too rough, I swear sometimes he would actually cream his pants when he beat me.
So, this Riley dude told me I basically had 3 options, he could get me closer to where I wanted to go, Los Angeles, but I wasn't sure why, and he could get on his radio and arrange the next leg of my trip with someone he trusted, and they would do the same, he promised I would get to L.A. safe and sound. Or he could hand me off to a social worker he knew (one of the few good ones) and I would end up getting adopted by a loving family. Or I could go through this training program to teach me how to safely be a child prostitute, and live on the streets. It was run by a group called The Brotherhood of Ganymede. Six weeks of teaching and sex with five men, followed by 2 weeks of torture by an asshole, who would teach me to endure absolutely anything, and I would become a 'Son of Ganymede' an elite group with people at the top levels of every profession you can think of.
Being the little slut that I was, I signed up for the training. He told me that all the other instructors I would meet have the names of Greek gods as their handles, and only ever used their real names in person. Riley bought me a top of the line iPad, and all sorts of other stuff, I was enrolled into a really cool online school, I liked school. I was already very use to being beaten, and knew how to block out the pain, so the last two weeks didn't sound too bad.
Now, when I say I was a slut, I fucken mean it! Before I ran away I was doing it on the regular with my Math Teacher, The Principle, my Soccer Coach, his Assistant, my Pastor, one of the Deacons, the Chief of Police, and the fucken Mayor! The best times were when I was with Coach Green and Coach Miller, I fucken loved getting the double double from them, they both had long, but skinny cocks.
The school I went to back home was a K through 12, I came from a small town. One day one of the highschoolers offered me ten bucks to suck his cock, I was in fucken shock! I love sucken cock! I woulda done it for free but, if somebody was gonna let me blow them, and give me money, I sure as shit wasn't gonna say no. Word spread pretty quick, I became VERY popular. I had a little over $1200 saved up when I ran. Yep, boys would line up whenever I was in my bathroom stall.
When Riley was giving me the breakdown of the training, he told me he would start to teach me to suppress my gag reflex, I lost it.
"Haaah Ha! Uncle Riley, what's a gag reflex?" He just looked at me in bewilderment.
"I lost that years ago, my Soccer Coach has an 11 incher, and loved it when I licked his balls and hummed the national anthem, with his cock in my throat!"
"Well, shit then Kiddo, this is gonna one fun fucken week! I'm not use to boys with your level of experience."
And it was a fun fucken week! Any time we stopped, we had sex. He was very much a fan of blowing boys, and he was phenomenal at it. I absolutely loved it when he would suck my little dinkey and my nuts at the same time! Nobody had ever done that to me. I should point out that I'm kinda small, it's only just over an inch soft, and just over two inches hard, but I'm fine with it. Riley sure didn't complain when he had me fuck him, another first for me. And blowing his 9 inch cock was great. I'm a fan of drinking cum and damn there was a lot of cum! Blowing him in the morning was about all I needed for breakfast.
The next dude was cool too, Arron, aka Aries, was only about 6 inches. But I learned a lot from him about making getting fucked feel good for me, even if the dude doesn't want to be good for me. He taught me to use muscles I didn't know I had! Towards the end of the week I could get both of us off, just by sitting there with his cock in my ass, using only my new found 'Ass Magic' it was really cool, exhausting, but cool. I really liked sucking his smaller cock, less of a pain in the jaw. His cum was almost like candy! Arron was also a fitness nut and gave me a resistance band and taught me how to use it, and he started teaching me how to fight. I was pretty athletic already, but knew nothing about fighting, never had to fight. But I picked it up pretty quick.
Uncle Diego, aka Apollo, was fucken hung like a horse! Sure, I'd seen an twelve inch cock before, but this hombre was as thick as a beer bottle! It was love at first sight! I was obsessed with sucking that thing, and his cum was fucking incredible! It was hot and spicy. On our second day, he asked me to lay on the bed on my back and pull knees back. I was so excited to get fucked by him but, I was nervous about the size of the monster between his legs. It had been weeks since I'd had anything close to his size up there.
"Now Ollie, I'm not going to make love to you yet, I know you have a lot of experience, but this thing could easily rip a boy wide open, I will take my time and stretch you until you are ready."
"Ok, but my pice of shit sperm donor would go balls deep, in a single thrust, the only lube was the shit in my ass... I haven't bled in years, he's only got 6 inches, but it's almost as thick as yours." Fucker would make me lick it clean afterwords. Yuck! I was really glad these Brotherhood guys were so insistent I clean myself out beforehand, It's not something I like to talk about, it's gross, but it's something I still do every time before I have sex.
"All right, we'll see soon. I'm going to start with this slightly larger than average man sized dildo. Ok?"
"Go for it! I've never had a dildo in me before." There was something exciting about having an inanimate object shoved up my ass.
"Ha! Here goes." Then very slowly started shoving the rubber dick into me, it was kinda weird, it was a little cold, but it feel soooo good. My little dickie got rock hard when it hit my magic marble.
"Ahhh! Sooooo Gooood! Uncle Diego, harder, faster!" This was very different and I was loving it.
"I'll work you for a few minutes with this for a few minutes then try the monster dildo." He really started going at it. I was really loving it, he was focusing on hitting my pistachio. Then he pulled it out, and slowly started shoving the bigger one in.
"Ieee!! Ouch.... I'm good, I'll get use to it in a second... Murgh.." It hurt, but not as bad as when my sperm donor fucked me.
"I'll just hold it here for a minute. Let me know when you're ready for more." Diego reassured me, brushing my light blond hair with his fingers. I laid there for a couple minutes, taking deep breaths trying to relax. Finally the pain faded as my ass got use to the invading dildo.
"Go ahead, I'm good now." He slowly pushed it the rest of the way in, it felt really good! I had never had anything that big up there before, even though he was holding it still it was pushing on my boy joy button. When he started fucking me with it, holy shit! It was incredible, if he kept this up I was was gonna cum! And he did, and so did I.
"Ahh Ahhh! Uncle Diego, I'm gonna... Aaaahhhhhh! Fuck! That was great! Thanks!"
"Glad you enjoyed it! That dildo was a little bigger than me. You're ready for me now." I was stoked, I couldn't wait to show him everything I learned last week!
"Then fuck your little slut with your monster cock!"
"I do not fuck boys the first time, I make love to them. Do you know the difference?"
"Ya, Chief O'Riley used to chain me up, blindfold me, worship my body, then make love to me for hours. It was great, everybody else just fucked me, that was great too." I still miss Chief O'Riley...
"Haaah! I'm going to enter you now, if you even get a little uncomfortable let me know. Ok?" I just nodded. Ever so slowly he started to push into me, oh wow, it felt so good. There was no pain, not even any discomfort. Just hot hard monster cock, he finally bottomed out I could see the lump in my belly. He stopped and just held it there, so I started using the muscles I learned about last week.
"Damn mijo! You're a quick learner! I was going to start moving, but damn... how long can you keep that up?" I kept it up, he called me his darling, in Spanish, I had no idea how I knew that musta heard it on TV...
"I can keep it for quite a long time, I actually got Aries off just by doing this, but I was so sore after I couldn't poop for two days." That really sucked, Aries had to give me a full blown enema.
"HaaaHaah! Sorry, that not funny. Just relax and let me do all the work." He started to move. I decide to do just that. I relaxed my inner muscles and rested my legs on his shoulders. I already knew this was going to be the best fuck of my life. He picked up the pace. After about ten minutes, I was getting close to my first cum. I used a few of my new tricks to bring it on.
"Ahh! Ahh! Ahh! Fucking amazing!!" My dry orgasm hit. I know from experience how much men love it when I cum in the middle of a fuck, but now that the muscles in my butt are stronger, I knew it would drive Diego wild.
"Ohhh, gods! I love it when I give a boy a fuckgasm! Not all boys can cum from fucking alone. And I'm no where near close, you're in store for at least 3 more." He lasted a full two hours, I had 4 more! I knew he was getting close, so I did a little more of my ass magic.
"Oh fuck Ollie! Here it cums!! Mgggghhhhhhffff!!!" Diego yelled, splattering my intestines with cum sending me over over the edge again. Yep! Best fuck I had ever had, it's still in my top ten. Then he wrapped his arm around me and rolled us over and told me to lay down on top of him and pulled the blankets over us, we fell asleep like that, his soft cock still inside of me, I became a huge fan of sleeping like that. In the morning the sheets were a mess but nether of us cared. I was plenty saddle sore most of the next day, and it was a little hard to walk, but if that's the price of getting fucked by that thing, it was price I was willing to pay.
A couple days later he did fuck me, without warning. It was a lesson on taking monster cock without being properly prepared, I was able to use what he and Aries taught me, I ended up cumming twice.
Whenever we were on the road he lectured me on finance, economics, how to set my prices, how to budget, that kinda stuff. It was boring, but I paid attention and took notes. I knew all the shit these guys were teaching me was important. In the afternoons we would take a break and go into the little boxing gym he had set up in his trailer, he had been a pretty good prize fighter, but turned out to be a better coach.
"Did you get into a lot of fights back home?"
"Nope, never. One of the benefits of being the school slut. I was blowing half the Football team, most of the Wrestling team, and all of the Water Polo Team. If anyone ever even thought of picking on me, they would have to deal with them."
"HaHaaa!! Wow, then you really are a natural!" I just blushed.
When we pulled up to a house, in Santa Fe, New Mexico where I would spend the next two weeks, I was in awe, it was a huge Spanish style Villa, on acres and acres of land. Uncle Diego and I cried when we said goodbye I told him that I would miss him, and I do. But, it was time to move on to the next phase of my training, I was really looking forward to this, two weeks of sex, booze and drugs! Poseidon told me it was important that I learned what different types of alcohol and different drugs did to me. And to learn how to stay in control.
The second I walked through the doors I was asked to strip, sure why not. Then I was handed a glass of Scotch, and we toasted 'Here's to two weeks of debauchery!' I had planned on sipping the Scotch, but followed Brandon's lead and gulped it down. Sir Brandon Dion, Esquire, aka Dionysus, was a little surprised that I didn't even flinch.
"Not much to do in a town with a population of 939... 938 now, I guess. Ya I've had my fair share of shots, nothing like this though, that was really fucking good! Thank you!"
"Awe, a boy after my own heart. That was only Glenlivet 12 Year old, I don't like to waste the good stuff until I know what I'm dealing with... Now, I am told your father was a violent drunk. I want to assure you that I am not. There is not a violent bone in this old body. I have never struck a boy in anger, I will hit you while we are sparing, I will teach you some Taekwondo, and I will teach you to kick some serious ass even when drunk. But, those hits will not hurt you. Do you understand?"
"Ya, I don't blame the booze for what my sperm donor did to me, I blame him. Drink up!" He poured me another glass. I really liked Uncle B, he was basically a 10 year old boy, trapped in a 70 year old body. I asked about all the antiques around the house, he explained that he was a high end antique dealer, I thought that was cool, I love history. The liquor was amazing, and I got to try them all, beers, wines, fine liqueurs, booze of every kind, top shelf, bottom shelf, and everything in between. I fucken loved it all! But there was this stuff from Scandinavia called Aquavit, 'The water of life' that blew my fucken mind, but he told me it was pretty hard to find in the states.
The drugs were even better, I had smoked weed, and even did a little China White before, I liked weed, and understood meth and coke as great microwave friendship devices (wanna get to know every detail about someone in less than an hour? Do a line or two with them... but don't.) Heroin, on the other hand, I knew to stay as far away from it as I could. I liked it too much. And I knew what it did to street kids that got hooked, It killed them. The LSD was my favorite, Ecstasy was a close second. Every now and then he'd slip one of the date rape drugs into my drink, spotted em every single time, he had told me to always take a small sip first whenever a Trick gives me a drink. Uncle B drilled it into me that smoking a little grass, or getting drunk every now and then, was ok, but never make it a habit, and If I got a trick who wanted to do the hard stuff, limit them to every other week.
The old man was a hell of a lot of fun in bed. One night he purposely didn't take his Viagra, and taught me several ways to get a dude off when they can't get it up. Sucking soft cock was a lot of fun, it took forever, but I loved it. I got pretty good at Taekwondo, and sparing drunk was too cool. But, my favorite thing about the two weeks was Uncle B's cooking, he was a master of New Mexican cuisine, I didn't know there was a difference. I had never tasted Mexican food before Riley took me in. (Gimme a break, I'm from Killdeer, North Dakota, we had a Bar & Grill and a Cafe.) I quickly realized I loved Mexican food, especially the authentic places Apollo took me to, the spicier the better.
On our last night together, I finally got dressed, (ya, I spent the entire time buck naked, and loved it!) we got in a stretched Limo and he took me to a boy's clothing store called 'The tight boy'. Don't know how I was able to translate the French words on the sign... Whatever... He got me the coolest set of clothes I have ever had, down to shoes, socks and a G-string tailored for my exact sized dickie! I knew absolutely nothen about fashion, he taught me a little, but said my next Uncle, Hermes, would teach me a bunch more. The shop owner even styled my hair. Fucken outfit cost as much as the iPad but, I looked absolutely fan-damn-tastic!
He took me to a great restaurant that caters to boylovers, and everyone in line was staring at me, it was weird. We didn't have to wait in line, we had reservations, and even if we didn't I had a feeling we coulda just walked in. My Uncle B seemed to be a celebrity in the community. I had my first ever Prime Rib, I almost came, he told me about 'foodgasms' I had more as the meal went on, that wine!! I had the Creme Brûlée for desert, and a foodgasm with every bite.
All through dinner he kept asking me what different men want to do to me, I was ok at it, I could tell if they wanted to pleasure me, or hurt me, that was about it. He told me Hermes would help me refine the skill. Then there was our waiter, a drop dead gorgeous French twink, Philipe. He was too much! He knew my age, to the month, and the size of my dicklet just by smelling me! I could tell he wanted to pleasure me beyond my wildest fucking dreams. Uncle B told me that I would be having sex with Philipe tonight. I couldn't fucken wait!!
When we got back to his Villa, I started to take my clothes off, he told me to keep them close, I would want to be undressed by Philipe, Uncle B kept his clothes on, oh well.
"Tonight is a celebration my boy, I have a tradition, on a boys last night with me, we drink the best, most expensive Bourbon in the world. 'Old Rip Van Winkle 25 Year Old Kentucky Straight Bourbon Whiskey'. Over $50,000 a bottle. And we drink it all! Well, I will drink some, you and Philipe will drink the most. In the morning you will write your name and the date on it, then sign it, and we will complete my collection! Are you ready to have a Whiskygasm?" As he handed me my favorite snifter, (yes I have a favorite glass for whiskey, I have a different favorite glass for Aquavit, don't judge!) I gave it a swirl and held it to the light, the color was incredible, the legs went on forever! Then I took a sniff.
"Holy Shit Uncle B! That's insane!"
"When you take your first sip, please don't drop the glass. There is over $4000 worth of whiskey in there." I took my first sip, yep, Whiskygasm!!!
"Oh... my... God... Tha... That's... Fucking... pure ambrosia! Holy Fuck! Thank you!!" I another sip.
"You're very welcome Ollie. Enjoy, now tonight is all about you. Philipe will be here in about an hour, how would like to spend the time?"
"Did you take your Viagra?" I hoped he would say no.
"No, I knew you would be with Philipe tonight, and don't like taking pills if I don't have to."
"Good." I started unbuckling his belt.
"What?? Really??? You would do that for me? I love it, but most boys find it tedious, and boring."
"Hell ya I'd do that for you! I love you Uncle B. I don't think it's boring, and I've though of a few things..." I had just said three words I had never said to another human. But they were true, I loved this old dude, not just as a lover, but as family... as a grandfather, I had never had any real family, I don't consider my sperm donor family. I loved my other Uncles, but more like friends with benefits.
"Thank you Ollie... sniff... You've made this old Queen cry... that means more to me than you know. I love all of my nephews, but I love you more.... sniff... I don't see you as one of them, I see you as my own grandson. None of my other boys have said those words to me. I know that at least most of them loved me, in some way... sniff... Now I'm going to go freshen up before you begin..." With tears in his eyes, he rushed away.
I was in shock, none of the other boys he's trained have ever told him? I sat down at the bar and finished my Bourbon, then poured another. How many boys has he trained... He had said he has been with The Brotherhood for over 40 years. And this tradition with the insanity expensive whiskey, he said 'Complete my collection'... I realized I was the last boy he would train... I took another long drag of my drink. He came back into the living room carrying his pants, he was no longer crying but, his eyes were still red. I could smell mint in the air, so I knew he had cleaned himself, cool I had wanted to finger him while I sucked his limp cock. I took another slug and got off the stool and hugged him.
"Oh my sweet boy I love you so much..." He hugged me back.
"I love you so much too... Grandpa, now come on, your limp dick isn't gonna suck itself!" I dragged him to his favorite chair. He set the bottle on the end table next to it, then sat down and spread his legs. I got on my knees, took another gulp and sat my glass next to the chair. I looked him square in the eyes and went down on my finger, once it was good and wet I gently slid it into his love tunnel, I started working his walnut.
I slurped in the ten inches of limp man meat. I swallowed the head, then swallow again and again, Grandpa was groaning in ecstasy, I started humming the national anthem, he went wild. I pulled back and just worked the head for a bit I repeated this process over and over stopping every once in a while to take a drink, my glass was always full, Grandpa was so attentive! Sometimes I'd returned to his limp noodle, sometimes I'd suck his balls for a while, he sure did enjoy having his eggs boiled. I kept giving his walnut a good hard poke a few times a minute. Once, when I was swallowing his head, out of the blue came to me to hum the theme form 'Close Encounters of the Third Kind'...
"Ohhh Fuck Ollie!!! Im gon--"
'Ding Dong' the doorbell chimed.
"Cumming!!!!" I got my reward of sweet spicy herbaceous cum.
"Quick, get dressed! Philipe's here. Hehee" I milked the last drops of my treat out of him. "Ollie, I must say that was hands down the best blowjob of my life, erect, or flaccid. I am so very proud of you!" He said, I just blushed and put my clothes on, still savoring my snack.
Once dressed I rushed to the door where Grandpa B was welcoming Philipe, and handing him the bottle and his half empty glass.
"You know the drill... I'm gonna get to bed, My Grandson here, just gave me the best BJ of my life... And I wanna fall asleep with it fresh on my mind..." And he floated away...
"Oui Mr. Dion. We will have so much fun tonight!"
"Coucou Philipe, ta petite salope t'attendait. Que les festivités commencent!" I said, 'Hi Philipe, your little slut was waiting for you. Let the festivities begin!'... In French!!! How? I can't fucken speak French... Who cares at this point, he took me to the Blue Room, a soundproof room furthest form the master bedroom, we could scream at the top of our lungs and not even the Angels could hear us.
Philipe undressed me, that is still one of the most erotic experiences of my life. Then he put leather restraints on my wrists and ankles, then a contoured leather blindfold over my face. My little pecker was rock hard at the first sight of the cuffs, I knew this would be a wild night. He chained me to the bed face up, arms and legs spread and stretched almost to their limits. He kissed me, his tongue was magic! He told me that if I felt his tongue on my lips, he would kiss me but, if I felt his lips on mine, he would give me a mouthful of whiskey, I liked that idea.
Chief O'Riley had nothing on Philipe! For over an hour he silently licked and kissed and sucked every inch of my body I was in nirvana. The only sounds were my moans and grunts of pure ecstasy. When he got to my feet and started sucking my toes I came! I screamed his praises. I actually had an orgasm from a dude sucking my toes! But that was nothing compared to what he did next, my cocklet! He spent another hour sucking my 2 inch dickie, and my balls. Occasionally kissing whiskey to me. Every time I came, he would just hold still for a few seconds, then start going again, I lost count of how many orgasms I had.
When my erection finally wilted he chained my legs above my head and my arms to my sides and gave the best rimjob I've ever had. Philipe's tongue was truly magical, I had never gotten off by a rimjob before! After a while he replaced his tongue with his 6 and 1/4 inch uncut dick. If his tongue had been blessed, his cock had supernatural powers! As he fucked me he spoke French, I would respond in French. There was with out a doubt something strange happening to me. I had noticed a weird, but good feeing ever since I got into Poseidon's Rig. But this wasn't the time to think about it.
It only took a few minutes for me to start cumming, I didn't stop! One after another after another! I couldn't tell where one orgasm stopped and the next started. I my body was numb I couldn't feel anything other than pure rapture. I was screaming in utter bliss. Through the ecstasy I could sense Philipe was getting close. 'Oh hell no you don't!' I did everything in my power to make it last. He took of my blindfold and looked me in the eyes. The love in his eyes was the truest, purest love I had ever seen. It was a love for all boys. There was plenty of lust in his eyes too. When he came we both screamed! Apollo lost his spot on the leaderboard.
Philipe unchained me and removed the restraints. I just laid there recovering. He kissed another mouthful of whiskey. When I recovered enough I cuddled up to him on the loveseat. We chatted, I thanked him for the amazing lovemaking session, in French, of course. And we drank, right outa the bottle. There was something that just felt naughty about drinking nearly priceless whiskey straight from the bottle. Then he asked me to fuck him. I was able to last almost an hour, before we shared simultaneous orgasms. I was fucking exhausted, we polished off the whiskey, killed the lights and got into bed, we spooned and ever so gently fondled my goodies, not enough to get me hard, but it felt sooooo good. We drifted off to sleep.
In the morning, he was still fondling me, even though he was still asleep. I had the idea to wake him up with a blowjob. Sucking the smaller uncut mancock was a real treat, a few of the boys at school were uncut, but none of the men were. It didn't take Philipe long to wake up, and before long I got a real treat, his cum tasted like Creme Brûlée! We both wanted to go for another round, but we could smell breakfast, the bacon won.
At breakfast Grandpa wanted to know every detail of last night, when we finished Philipe looked at me.
"Ollie, when did you move the the United States? You have completely lost your accent. But, when you when you speak French I can tell you are from Champagne, where I grew up."
"I was born in the US, in North Dakota. I can't speak French, or at least I couldn't until last night. I've got no fucking clue how I'm able to speak a language I don't know." This was the time to think about it, and I hoped Grandpa would have answers. Turned out he did, and it blew my mind.
"It must be one of your blessings. Eros, the Greek god of love, blesses every boy who enters The Brotherhood's training. Some more than others. Your predecessor could almost read minds by looking someone in the eyes. Your linguistic ability is something I have never seen before. You will probably be able to speak any language anyone speaks to you. It should come in very handy!" I couldn't believe it.
"B... But, there is only one God, and the Greek gods are just myths..." My head was spinning.
"There may be only one God, but there are many gods. Zeus, and the gods of Olympus were allowed to rule the last age. The God of this age, your God, allows some of the old gods to continue their roles, as long as they follow his rules."
"Hum... My Pastor told me about a theory that the Hindu holy texts were the history of Earth's first age, ending with the fall of Satan, and a war that destroyed the planet. And that Greek Mythology was a loose telling of the history from Adam and Eve to Noah... So you're saying the Greek gods are basically angels. That kinda makes sense. I can live with that."
"Yes. But some of them would be considered Demons. Eros has given you other smaller blessings but, your gift of language is your major gift."
"HaaaHaah! He has definitely blessed your ass and mouth!" Philipe laughed, causing Grandpa and I to bust up also.
With breakfast gone Philipe suggested a long hot threesome in a long hot shower. Grandpa had taken his Viagra that morning! I got spit roasted! After the shower I said my goodbyes to Philipe, and thanked him again for the greatest night of my life.
Grandpa handed me the empty whiskey bottle and a paint marker. I wrote my name and the date, then signed it. He brought me into the basement, his private gallery. Once inside the vault at the end of the hallway, I placed my bottle in the last empty slot. I saw the name on the bottle next to mine Elliot Taylor, and the date was just under two years ago. I started looking at the other names. I was surprised an the number of names I recognized, actors, directors, musicians, writers, politicians, even a famous tech Billionaire. 70 bottles in total. I asked him about Elliot.
"You are going to like him! Your last teacher, Hades will drop you off at a park in Los Angeles, there is an encampment of homeless gay boys there. Elliot has become their leader, The Lost Boys call him King, this is a title that was thrust upon him, not one that he wanted. He helps the boys, as will you. That part of being a Son of Ganymede."
"What will you do now... Now that you're done training boys?" He explained that he would hand his title to his Limo driver Mark, he had been training him to take over for years. And that Hermes is his life long lover, they were 11 and 8 when they met. He was going to go on the road with him, and maybe take up writing. But he would have to come back and help Mark for the first week of a boy's training, for the first few boys. Then he showed me around his personal collection of antiquities. I was fascinated by each and every object and it's history. We came the last thing, in the last room, his most prized possession. A 24 inch tall marble statue of a beautiful young teen boy, with a dick smaller than mine, I thought it was cute!
"Ollie, this is Ganymede, cup-bearer of Zeus, and his lover, no one actually knows how old it is, or who carved it. But, there is a legend, it was carved on Olympus over 9 thousand years ago, and at some point it was stolen and brought to the mortal realms. I'm not sure I believe it though." Now I wasn't that great at reading people but, he totally believed it. With what I had just found out about Eros, I guess anythings possible.
We got back upstairs just in time to hear a Rig pull up to the house, I started balling.
"Grandpa... cry... I'm gonna miss you so much! sob... I love you and I'll never forget you! ...sob..." I hugged him with all I had, sobbing into his chest. I thought about begging to stay, I knew he would let me, but I had the overwhelming urge to move on. It was the same feeling I had when I decided to head for L.A. in the first place, I had no clue why I picked L.A. I have no dreams of being a famous actor or anything, I now figured it was Eros pushing towards something, or someone.
"I'm going to miss you too Ollie! sniff... cry... But this isn't good bye, you have a phone, promise me that you'll call your Grandpa once a week when you get to Los Angeles... sniff" I let go and took his hand and he grabbed my backpack and suitcase and headed out the door. We walked to a sexy 1950's Rig the words 'Deon's Classic Cars' were painted on the door. Hermes walked towards us. They shared the most passionate kiss I had ever seen. Then Hermes looked to me.
"Hi Ollie, I'm Jack, I understand what you are going through. I cry every single time I leave my Brandon." I instantly knew I was going to fall for Jack as hard as I did for his lover. And his words confirmed me a bunch.
"Thanks Grandpa Jack. Hey, can I get a picture of you and Grandpa B in front of the Villa?" I wiped the tears from my face and pulled out my phone. Jack looked confused at being called Grandpa, Brandon whispered something in his ear and his face lit up like a kid on Christmas morning.
"Ollie, you are just the sweetest thing! Where do you want us?" Grandpa Jack asked. I pointed to the perfect spot told them how to pose, the hands are always the hardest part. Framed up the shot and hit the shutter button. It was a little overcast, so the lighting was perfect! I went to them and showed them.
"Wow! Oliver!! It seems you have yet another gift. Photography! This is the most amazing photograph of us that I have ever seen! You must send it to me, this will hang above the fireplace in the main living room!" Grandpa B said.
"Thanks! Photography has always been a thing for me, but I need to work on this picture a bit on my iPad, I wanna make the sky look blue. That's the problem with overcast skies, the make the lighting look great, but makes the sky look like shit." I wondered if my photographic talent was from my mother, or from Eros.
"Ok, I can wait, and if photography has always been a thing for you, that means it is a natural gift, and not from Eros." Grandpa B said, could he read my mind?
"Do you wanna hit the road, or do you two wanna prolong this goodbye some more?" Grandpa Jack asked. Grandpa B and I shared a look and agreed, it was time.
"Grandpa B, I promise I will call you once a week... You old Queen."
"You'd better, you little slut!" He replied with a schoolgirl giggle.
I gave him one last wave before climbing into the cab of Grandpa Jack's Rig, I immediately noticed the old truck was what they call a RetroMod. Her body was vintage, but everything inside of her was new. Then I noticed a few signature details... my sperm donor's signature details... I hated that pile of shit with every fiber of my being but, even I had to admit the asshole was a master of his craft. Jack must have noticed the look on my face.
"Oh shit... I knew you were from Killdeer, and I had Emma fixed up there. I had no idea... I should have done more research on you... I can get another Hermes for you, it wouldn't take more than a day or two and you can spend that time with your Grandpa B. I'm sorry"
"No, it's ok, I can separate what my sperm donor did to me and what he does for a living, he is a true artist. This work is amazing, and it's from his 'Blue Period' so, he did this before I was born. I'd love to text him a nudie of me in this seat, with a message like 'I'm gonna get banged by a sexy Trucker, in one of your babies!' He would fucking hate it, it might actually give him a heart attack! He quit going to church when the old pastor retired, the old asshole always screaming about how gays will never get into heaven, if you steal the innocence of a child you should be killed. All the while sperm donor was raping me and beating me every fucking night. The new pastor, the one I was having sex with, preached faith and grace, sin is sin, and we are all sinners. Sperm donor fucking hated that truth!"
"Wow... I say go for it, if you can take a nudie in here that doesn't identify this Rig in particular, I'll show you how to set up a totally anonymous email address." Giving me the green light. So, I stripped my t-shirt and pulled down my shorts and undies to my knees rubbed myself until I was at I was at my full two inches. I put my phone between my legs and shifted my body so the filigree stitching on the seat back, his unmistakable signature, was clearly visible next to my head. Just before I snapped the pic Jack put his hand on my inner thigh, with his thumb above my cocklet and index finger under my balls, click!
"Perfect! He's definitely gonna have a heart attack now!" I started getting dressed.
"You can ride naked for a while, if you want." We pulled out of the driveway. I liked that idea, so I kicked off my shoes and slipped my shorts and undies off. I worked on the picture of my Grandpas and sent it off to Grandpa B. My week with Grandpa Jack was amazing! His Rig has Autopilot, he couldn't use it for very long at a time, and we had to be on a straight stretch of road. But, he could use it long enough to cum without driving off the road. I spent a lot of time with my head under the steering wheel. He used to be an English Professor, so when we were driving, and I wasn't sucking his cock, he lectured me on English, or fashion. When I was blowing him he taught me how to make it last as long or as short as I wanted. I got pretty good, I could finish him off in just under two minutes, and my record with him was over two and a half hours, he's just under 6 inches, and not that thick, my jaw was grateful. At night he taught me the same things, but with my butt.
On our first afternoon together we pulled into a truck stop just out side of Denver, CO. He explained that he buys and sells classic cars, and the dude that bought the one in his trailer had a family emergency and had to be out of the country for a week, so he literally had no where he had to be. But, wanted to take me to a boy's clothing store here, and there were several restaurants that he wanted to review. He was also a famous food critic with a very popular blog, under an assumed identity, he laughed when I showed him I had his blog bookmarked on my phone. He told me that we'd be spending a couple nights in a hotel, so I grabbed my backpack and suitcase. Grandpa then opened the side door of the trailer and pulled down the stairs and lead me in.
"Welcome to my home away from home, make yourself comfortable I'm gonna pack an overnight bag." So I started taking off my clothes, I noticed several rings on the headboard of his bed...
"Not that comfortable Ollie." I put my shirt back on, sticking my tongue out at him.
"I see the rings on the headboard, does that mean bondage??" I hoped he was like Philipe and Chief O'Riley. I knew there were guys who liked to tie boys up and spank them, or whip them, I even knew there are boys who like that, I am not one of those boys.
"Yes, I like to chain boys to my bed and make them scream... All night long... in ecstasy! I'm not a man that enjoys causing boys pain... But, I will, if that's what you want."
"Oh god no. My sperm donor beat me enough to last a lifetime. And I've got a pretty good idea whats in store for me at the end of this week." I was relieved.
"I understand, and I think Hades will be easier for you than most kids. Now I'm all set, you ready to hit the town?" He lead me through the other door, into the trailer's cargo area. My jaw hit the floor, a 1963 Ferrari 250 GT California Spyder! I couldn't believe I was going to get to ride in the gorgeous shiny black convertible. He hit a button on his key fob, and the back of the trailer opened up into a ramp. We loaded up our bags, hopped in and headed to town.
We pulled up and parked in front of the shop I had to laugh when I saw the sign. 'L'enfant Salope'.
"Haha!! The Slutty Kid! Yep, that's me."
"I thought you'd like it" He opened the door and ushered me in. The place was beyond cool, and there were posters all over of a gorgeous nine year old modeling the clothes the shop sold.
"I wonder who he is, he's fucken hot!" I absentmindedly said out loud.
"Oh, that's the last boy we trained, Elliot. The designer had him do a modeling session, he'll probably ask the same of you."
"Cool! I can't wait to meet Elliot, Grandpa B said I'd like him." We were greeted by the Owner/Designer, Kai, a very handsome 30 something black man, he locked the door and flipped the sign to 'Closed'. He absolutely gushed over me, showering me in praise. I was a little embarrassed. I spent the entire afternoon modeling and learning a hell of a lot about fashion, and how I should carry myself in different styles. The modeling was hard work. But, I had to admit, I'm pretty damn photogenic! I'd jerk off to those nudes of me. I got to play around with his real camera a Canon EOS 5D Mark IV, I fell in love! We took a break and had a threesome. I got spit roasted again! Grandpa fucked my face, and Kai had his 11 and 7/8ths incher in my ass, I guess Eros installed a tape measure in my butt. Then both men worshiped my body and took turns blowing me. Kai's tongue was almost as good as Philipe's almost, but not quite.
Jack ran back to the car and grabbed my suitcase, they taught me how to mix and match my cheap everyday wear with the extremely costly clothes. I played with the Canon some more, he showed me his favorite lens his 50mm f/1.2 L series, a 14 hundred dollar chunk of glass, metal, and plastic. He took a headshot of me and showed me, it was really cool, my bright green eyes were in focus, but my nose and ears were blurry. It looked so much better than 'portrait mode' on my phone. He looked at some of the pics on my phone, he was impressed, said I had profound understand of light and composition, I just blushed. He could tell I wanted a real camera.
"Ollie, I will give you some advice, buy whatever camera body you can afford, and invest your money lenses. A cheap body with a good lens is much better than a top of the line body and a cheap lens. Plus there is an old saying, Bodies come and go, Glass is forever. And never be embarrassed to buy used gear."
"Cool, thanks! I'm gonna to get one as soon as I can, once I get to L.A. I gave ten dollar BJs back when I was in school, have just over a thousand saved." I said with pride.
"HaHaa! You'll have the rest very soon after you hit the ground, that ass is magical! Mon petit salope!"
"You think my ass is good, you should try my mouth!" Kai's eyes lit up and he looked at Jack, who checked his watch.
"We have time, if you make it quick." I dove for Kai's cock, he hadn't put his pants back on. I swallowed the nearly ten inches of soft, supple man cock, and kept swallowing until he was at full attention. I love the feeling of a cock getting hard in my mouth and throat. Once he was at full mast, I hummed the 5 notes from 'Close Encounters' while licking his balls.
"Ohhh Fuck! Ollie, I've been with a few dozen boys, and over a hundred men. And I can already tell, you are not just good at blowing men, you my boy are an absolute blowjob artist, no... you're a fucking Maestro!" Kai praised. Those words didn't make me blush, no, they filled me with pride. I pulled back and worked the tip for a while then dove back down smothering my nose in pubes and had the urge to hum the iconic strings from 'Jaws', I knew it was Eros giving me these ideas. I pulled back and worked the tip again, I only had to do this a few dozen times before I knew he was on the edge, I wanted to change it up, make it last a little longer, but Grandpa said make it quick, I went balls deep again, this time it was 'The Vader March', what was it with the John Williams scores... I let the first couple shots shoot right into my tummy, before pulling back and savoring the rest, the flavor was earthy and herbaceous, it was leather!
"Holy shit Ollie, That isn't in my top ten blowjobs... that is the entire top ten list. If I live to be 1000, and never get another BJ, I will die a happy man. Thank you!" This was now the second man who told me I had given them the blowjob of their lives, the sense of pride I felt was almost orgasmic, I knew I needed to think of something very special for Grandpa Jack.
"Thanks, making guys feel good makes me feel good, so right now, I feel incredible. But form the look on Grandpa Jack's face, I think we should let you get back to your amazing work." Both Jack and Kai nodded, Jack picked out an outfit for me to wear that made my eyes pop. Kai packed almost every single piece of clothing I tried on into bags, there were a few pieces that didn't look good on me, he left those out, and he handed me the bags.
"For services rendered, you were almost as good of a model as Elliot, I only say that because he enjoyed it more, I can see you have no lust for fame, pity... though I think your photography skills will bring you fame and fortune, like it or not... Oh, tell Elliot I need an update on his penis size, I make the G-strings to the eighth of an inch." I kissed him on the cheek and we were off, we had to stuff the bags into the meager storage space of the Ferrari, but we managed, I was gonna need a bigger suitcase.
Dinner was in a ultra high end Chinese restaurant the food was incredible, I overheard a couple of the waiters talking about me in their native tongue. They were wondering how good I was, and their words were less than complimentary, the were talking about raping me...
I excused myself from Grandpa Jack to pee, as I past the two waiters.
"`的屁股可以帶 上天 ，但`的嘴會殺了 ， `這些該死的垃圾豬。" I said in the perfect dialect of the village they grew up in, "My ass can take you to heaven, but my mouth will kill you, you bloody garbage pigs." I said, not even looking at them. I emptied my bladder and returned to Grandpa, the waiters were still standing where the had been frozen in shock. Desert was served by the bus boy. Grandpa Jack gave the place his 'Avoid at all cost' award.
When we pulled up to the hotel the valet went week in the knees, and was drolling over the car. Jack handed over the keys.
"The odometer reads 73,142 miles. If in the morning there are more than 73,162 miles, or a single scratch, your ass is mine!" Giving him permission to take the car for a short spin, the valet thanked him profusely. The hotel was incredible, and our suite, oh my god, massive windows everywhere overlooking downtown and the Rocky Mountains! In the bathroom was a gigantic tub which I immediately started filling. The only times I ever got to take a real bath was when the Pastor's wife was out of town, my sperm donor's house only had a shower. I loved soaking in his tub with him, and was gonna do the same thing with Grandpa Jack.
While the tub filled Jack showed me how to set up a ProtonMail account. He looked up sperm donor's email, I sent the nudie I took earlier, then deleted the photo and the account. I did not want him to be able to reply. We relaxed in the tub and sipped champagne, Grandpa gave me a really good back and neck massage. We went to bed and made love until we passed out, exhausted.
Our two days in Denver were the best two days of my life, Jack took me to the zoo, a bunch of museums, a baseball game and to this place called Meow Wolf, that I can't even begin to describe, it was a lot of fun. Whenever we were in public he worked on my people reading skills, I was getting a lot better. I figured it must be another Eros thing, it was almost like mind reading and I knew it would come very handy. Every meal was eaten in the top restaurants in the city. When we got back to his Rig...
"Ollie, we've got four days, nothing I have to do, and nowhere I need to be. Hades can pick you up wherever. So, is there anywhere in the Country you want to go, anything you want to see?" I thought about saying Disney World but, that would have been a cliche. And there is one place I've always wanted to see.
"Can we go to Mammoth Caves? It's in Kentucky."
"I know exactly where it is, it's one of my favorite places! And the route will take us through Kansas City and St. Louis! Do you like BBQ?"
"YES! Never had real BBQ until Aries took me to a place in Memphis, I loved it! He said Memphis is one of the BBQ capitals, Kansas City and St. Louis were two of the others." I shouted in excitement. The drive to KC was long, but I was used to it and kept myself occupied with schoolwork and blowing Grandpa. I couldn't take my mind off the caves, and the crappy camera on my phone. I knew I couldn't afford a real DSLR, but maybe a decent point and shoot. I started doing some research and decided on a Canon PowerShot G5 X Mark II. $899 I could do. That would leave me with around $300 to start my new life, I could live with that. I even found a camera shop in KC that had it in stock. I figured that even when I got my SLR the smaller, more discrete camera would be handy.
"Grandpa? Can we spend the night in Kansas City? I want to buy a decent camera before we get to the caves, and there's a camera shop that has the one I want in stock."
"Of course Ollie, whatever you need, The Brotherhood is happy to provide."
"Thanks, but I want to pay for it myself. It will mean more to me. Not that the stuff you guys have bought me mean less to me... I don't know how to say it..."
"I understand, spending your hard earned money on something you really want will give you a sense of pride in it." I exploded in laughter, hard earned??? "What's so funny?" Jack was giggling now.
"Hahahaa! Hard earned? That's my blowjob money! Haha! I spent some of it on clothes and my phone, but have about $1,25o left. So that's a hundred and twenty five times I got to suck boy and teen cock! So I guess it was HARD earned!!" I laughed, Grandpa was laughing so hard now he had to put Emma into Autopilot.
At dinner I couldn't help but chuckle, last night we ate at the fanciest restaurant in Denver, the wait staff were dressed in tuxedos and I was in an outfit that was worth over two grand. I felt overdressed in my clothes from Walmart. I couldn't decide if I liked KC or Memphis BBQ better, I still can't. It was fantastic! The Ferrari was a big hit, almost every single person at the joint took a selfie with it, Grandpa even let the few kids that were there sit in it.
After dinner we went back to the trailer, that night Jack asked me to chain him to the bed and do whatever I pleased to him, other than hurt him. Another first for me, I had never been the dominant one in bed. I saw the ball gag, and put that on him before the blindfold. I had him lay on his back and chained his arms and legs to the corners of the bed. I worshiped his body for quite a while, the sounds he was making got me really hot. I would suck his cock, just to the edge then return to his body, I did this several times before finally mounting him cowboy style I used my ass magic and everything Jack had taught me. I was able to make him last over two hours. The muffled screams of rapture, the jets of cum splattering inside me and convulsing cock sent me over the edge again, I lost count of how many times I came. I collapsed on top of him, he was already out. I fell asleep, leaving him chained.
I woke up that morning, grandpa was still asleep, I slid down and slurped his limp cock into my mouth. I swallowed and swallowed, no reaction, other than Grandpa trying to say something. I knew he didn't need Viagra, he was probably still spent from last night. I kept sucking, he didn't protest. It only took about a half hour before I got my measly reward of a single spurt of flavorless cum, he was still empty. But the muffled sounds of Jack's pleasure made it worth it. I got up and took off the blindfold and ball gag.
"Fuck Ollie! I love limp blowjobs!! That was fantastic! And last night!! WOW! I'm so proud of you. I can't believe you left me chained up all night! No boy has ever done that. I think I'm a fan." I unchained him and we showered then hopped in the Ferrari and went to breakfast. Nothing fancy just a greasy spoon, the Chicken Fried Steak was to die for! Then we headed to the Camera store, the owner looked at Jack, and I.
"Ganymede sends his love!" What was that about.
"Ollie, when someone says that to you it is a sign that they are a Child of Ganymede, you guys can sense one another, your training isn't finished, so you can't yet. Hi, I'm Jack, the boy's Hermes." The surprises just keep coming.
"Oh! Now that's cool! No secret handshake needed!" I said. They both laughed.
"Hi Ollie, Hi Jack, I'm Cameron, welcome to Cameron's Camera, what are you guys looking for?"
"I want a G5 X Mark II please."
"That's quite a camera for a young kid! Are you sure?" I pull out my phone and show him some of my pics.
"I really want an EOS, but can't afford one yet, and I think even when when I get one the G5 will still be handy."
"Well, judging by what you showed me, you are extremely talented. And the G5 would be perfect for you, it does make a great companion to an EOS. I understand why you want to pay for it yourself, but I am going to give you a Brotherhood discount of 25%, and I always throw in some accessories. Do you want to see a demo unit, or do you know it's what you want."
"He spent over half the drive from Denver yesterday watching videos, reading reviews, reading the owner's manual. He probably knows more about that camera than you! Hahaa!" Jack said. I just grinned and nodded.
"Well then lemme gather everything up, I'll be right back." He walked away. We waited for a couple minutes before Cameron returned with a whole bunch of stuff.
"Ok so, here is your new camera, two spare batteries, a USB charger that can charge both at once, two 32gb memory cards, a LED video light, a little hard case to hold almost everything. Normally I throw in a camera bag, but that won't fit in your backpack. This tripod it pretty cool, you can wrap it around just about anything, and here is a gift card for a year of Adobe Lightroom, Adobe sent me a stack of them. After your discount and taxes your total is $717.43." He put everything into a bag. I pulled out my wallet and counted out $720. It felt strange handing someone that much money, but I knew it would be worth it.
"Here ya go. Thanks! It was nice to meet you." I held out the cash.
"Thank you Ollie, I can't wait to tell my wife about you! She's the only other Child of Ganymede I've ever met, I was 14, she was 13, it was love at first sight!"
"Aww, I met my husband on the streets, I was 8 he was 11, The Brotherhood didn't find us until much later though."
"That's sweet! It was wonderful meeting both of you, enjoy your new camera Ollie!"
"I know I will! Bye." We walked out the door. I wanted to rip the plastic off and open the box the second we were in the car, but decided to wait until we were back in the Rig, we were in a convertible, and I didn't want stuff to go flying everywhere. In the Rig and back on the road I had everything opened and organized I was having fun with my new camera I had take a few shots of Jack and some out the window I was pulling out my iPad to download them into Lightroom, which I already used, when a voice came over the CB radio.
"This is Duckie comin at ya, Just got word outa North Dakota, legendary diesel mechanic Rowan Michaels has died of a heart attack, cops said there was an email open on his computer screen, a naked photo of his 10 year old runaway son with a man's hand around his package. Message said 'I'm gonna get to spend a week gettin banged by a sexy Trucker, in one of your babies! Fuck you sperm donor!' Ha!! Dude was a great mechanic, and an artist with cab overhauls, but when his wife died, he became a total asshole. I hope the kid's ok, hope The Brotherhood found him, there is one very lucky Trucker out on the roads today! Duckie out."
I wasn't sure how I felt, I killed my sperm donor, I wasn't sad. I just didn't know how I felt. I looked at the microphone on the CB.
"I know what you're thinking, go ahead, just don't mention your real name, or my handle." Jack hit the ID scrambler and handed me the mic. I pushed the button.
"This is Maestro comin at ya. I'm snug as a bug in a rug! And I'm not sure who the lucky one is, The Brotherhood Trucker I'm with right now, or me! His cock may not be massive, but he sure as shit knows how to use it, I lost count of how many times I came when he fucked me silly last night! Maestro out!" Jack and I both burst into laughter.
After lunch in St. Lewis, there was now a three way battle for my favorite BBQ style! Jack took me the the Gateway Arch, I got some awesome photos. For the next two days we explored the Mammoth caves, they were even better than I imagined! I was really glad I nearly wiped out my savings, and the little tripod Cameron gave me worked out great. I had so much fun with Grandpa Jack! I think I wore him out.
We spent the rest of the week in Bowling Green, checken out different restaurants, they were great, nothing like in Denver, or the BBQ. At night we would take turns chaining each other to to the bed. On our last night together there were no chains involved and I was determined to give Jack the best blowjob of his life. I made it last, I put every single bit of my training to use and a little over two and a half hours later I got my reward.
"Holy shit Ollie. That was the best I've ever had! Thank you." I was beaming with pride.
"You're welcome Grandpa, I put everything I had into it. I wanted to show you how much I truly love you. Six weeks ago I had no family, now I have three uncles and two grandfathers! And I do see you as my real Grandpa, just like Grandpa B. I love you, with all my heart." Grandpa broke down in tears of joy and wrapped his arms around me.
"Thank you Ollie, I feel the same about you. I love all my nephews, Elliot the most, but you are more than just a nephew, you ARE my... OUR true grandson." We snuggled and quickly drifted off to sleep. In the morning we did our morning rituals and took the Ferrari and went for breakfast. Grandpa told me not to stuff myself, but savor it. I knew that for at least the next two weeks the only things in my stomach would come out of Hades body.
Grandpa warned me the first beating I got from Hades would be so severe that I would lose control of my bladder and bowels. Been there done that, many times. Fucken sperm donor would make me clean it up when I came to. I said before he was a master of his craft, he was also a master of inflicting pain, it was rare that I had a single bruise on my skin, he loved using electricity. I ate slowly, and enjoyed the fuck out of the best Biscuits and Gravy I had ever had. After we ate we went back to the Rig to wait for the inevitable.
Grandpa told me that around the world there are dozens and dozens of Hermes, Aries, Apollos, etc. But there only 8 Hades, and he said he was pretty sure that this one, the one I was about to meet, was actually the real god of the Underworld. That scared me a little, but knew I could handle whatever he had in store for me. If he was actually the god of the Underworld, then my sperm donor was the Angel of Darkness himself.
I finally asked about the little Hot Wheels he had mounted to Emma's dash, the one that matched the Ferrari painted on his trailer.
"Ahhh! The first car I ever found for a client. The toy was a parting gift from Elliot, it was one of the very few things he kept from his home, and he wanted me to have it. I think of him every time I look at it. It is one of my most cherished possessions. Don't worry, you don't need to give me anything for me to remember you by. Your love is more than enough!" I thought that was one of the sweetest things I had ever heard. I knew I wasn't going to like Elliot, I was going to love him!
BANG, BANG, BANG!! "You have one minute to say goodbye! Then, you little shit I'm gonna drag you by the hair to my Rig!" A deep booming voice yelled. Hades.
"Grandpa B told me to call him once a week, I'll make sure it's a three way call! Talk to you soon Grandpa Jack! I love you!" I grabbed my backpack and suitcase.
"Stay strong! I'll talk to you soon Grandson! I love you too!" I opened the door. Hades grabbed me by the hair and yanked me form the cab and dragged me to his Rig 2o yards or so away. He shoved me up the stairs and into a small hallway, he closed and locked the first door before unlocking and opening the second, he shoved me through. The room was empty except for a large metal cube, dripping with chains, motors, wenches and pulleys, the walls had paddles and whips of every kind, and every BDSM accessory you could think of.
"Strip! Then stand up and look me in the eyes! You worthless whore!" I did as I was told. In his eyes I saw pain, regret and self hate and determination. Dude hated what he did, but had no real choice, I could tell that if he didn't do what he had to do, I could easily end up dead before I turned 14.
"You are going to be interesting... Did you read enough from my eyes Slave?" He yelled.
"Yes Master." I said calmly.
"Good, because right now you can walk away and I will not lay a hand on you, or you can say some words and begin my masterclass on pain, say 'I give myself to you, freely and willingly, from this point on I am your slave, to do with as you please. Until you are finished with me.' Say those words and we will begin. Or say 'I'm a fucking pussy!' and I will simply drive you to L.A. let you leave." His eyes hoped I would walk away, but I needed to finish the training.
"Master, I give myself to you, freely and willingly, from this point on I am your slave, to do with as you please. Until you are finished with me."
"Fuck really??? Two in a row that actually mean those words? The fuck is happening... Whatever, I want to introduce you to Medusa, my newest toy, Elliot actually introduced her to me! She is the most sophisticated BDSM suspension rig ever made! I used to have this trailer jam packed with bondage furniture, she replaced it all! At the touch of a button I can have you in any pose I could possibility desire!" He locked 10 metal shackle to me... This is the point where I want to stop remembering. While I do have the memories of everything he did to me, I don't want to recall them...
I had a lot of time to think during during those years I spent in Medusa's clutches. I wished Philipe or Sheriff O'Riley had a Medusa. And I though a lot about the fact that I murdered my own father, I came to the realization that I had no guilt, I felt free, I had been worried he might come after me, but that was gone now. And the tiny part of me that still called that fucking pile of shit my father, died.
The next thing I want to remember is being awoken by movement. Hades entered the trailer and hit a button. Fuck, not again. How many years was I going to go through this. I felt my body hitting the ground.
"Oliver, please stand, if you can, I will help you... There is nothing more I can teach you. It has been 8 days since I took you in. This ties the record for the shortest time it has taken me to train a child. Go through the door I have opened, wash your hands and enjoy the sandwich, shower off the worst, scrub yourself clean, wash your hair at least three times. Then take a bath, just relax in the hot water, there is a phial of oils that will help immensely. When you are clean, dry an dressed, join me in my Cab for your final instructions."
The simple ham and cheese sandwich was the most delectable thing I had ever tasted, after eight days of eating... let's not go there, it was divine. The hot bath and the oils drained the stiffness and soreness from my nearly atrophied muscles. Once dressed I climbed out of the trailer and was blinded by the morning sun. I worked my way to the Cab and climbed in.
"Oliver, I must commend you for what you did to your father, he fucken deserved it. He is right now enjoying the hospitality of a motherfucker that makes me look like your Dionysus. I have placed $500 into your wallet, that is a seed, it will grow. Here is the phone number for your first regular Trick, you will spend tonight with him and tomorrow he will get you set up at a couple places that will be invaluable to you. That park, that's Plummer Park, it is where you will start your new life. Now get the fuck out of my sight! And say hi to Elliot for me!!" Hades laughed as I got out.
To Be Continued.
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