Date: Mon, 25 May 2020 20:22:00 +0200
From: SKIN MASTER <skinpowerfighter@gmail.com>
Subject: A RAPID CHANGE IN LIFESTYLE/ CHAPTER 31: The Real Start of Chris-Boy`s Training (Part 3)

Dear Nifty-Readers,

I hope you are all fine and have already been waiting for the continuing
saga of Chokee's ongoing conversion into a hardcore patriotic skin. Only
looking at our hero makes clear that he has crossed the bridge already
and has not much in common anymore with his previous life. Thanks once
again for all your positive feedback on my previous chapters. Now Chapter
31 is finally out.

Seth, Chokee, and the entire brotherhood are now confronted with
Chris-Boy's heavy drug addiction. What is the best way to overcome it and
can Seth make use of his Chinese experiences? And after all, what shall
happen to those who are responsible for Chris-Boy's condition? These are
all questions that the brotherhood has to deal with and where the
brothers must prove their efficiency. Again, please let me have all your
impressions so that I can work on improvements for the next chapters.
Your comments really help to make the whole storyline more consistent.

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And now please enjoy Ch. XXXI.

A RAPID CHANGE IN LIFESTYLE/ CHAPTER 31: The Real Start of Chris-Boy`s
Training (Part 3)

When we came upstairs, it was already almost 7pm. We passed the living
room area and there was already quite a number of brothers sitting around
in their typically relaxed mood with legs apart, smoking and just having
a good time. When they saw me, they gave me a cordial smile while looking
a bit suspicious at Chris-Boy. The kid felt it and got a bit closer to
me, 'cause he obviously got frightened.

We entered the kitchen, where Seth, Lars, and Tom were already waiting
for us. Seth was almost ready with preparing a chicken with different
vegetables and ordered the kid harshly to set the table in the kitchen's
bar area. Then he said that he needed to talk to me for a minute and
asked Lars and Tom to continue. As soon as we were in Seth's room, he
asked me:

"How was it?"

"Well, he really tries hard, but to me it seems that he's still shortly
before a complete break-down. There's no energy left in this guy. I'm
very strict with him and he's been accepting me as his superior, I think.
But we can't be too harsh on him for now. Especially, his physical
condition is still very weak," I replied to him truthfully.

"Thought so," Seth said. "Listen, Chokee, I told you already that seeing
someone on cold withdrawal isn't a nice experience. Be prepared for the
worst tonight. As I said, he'll stay in Tom's room, 'cause he's been
pretty much through the same experience. And of course all of us have to
watch carefully."

"Chris-Boy is scared of Tom like shit," I said and started a cigarette.

"And that's exactly what he needs. The fear must become stronger than his
addiction. That's the only way at the beginning. Tom knows and he's
really good at it. Trust him. The kid will get some relaxation and
sleeping medication. But still, what we'll see won't be nice. Which by
the way brings me to the second point ..."

I took a deep puff from my cigarette and then asked a bit insecure: "What
is that, Seth? Did I do something wrong?" I asked.

Seth smiled for a short time and then shook his head.

"No. But be prepared for your first mission against our enemies. We will
go after the drug dealers who did this to the kid. The action will take
place either tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, depending on when we
receive the necessary information. It will be a mission consisting of
myself, Lars, and you. But you'll be in the lead. And I hope you will
beat the shit out of these guys, after what you'll experience tonight.
We'll talk about all details tomorrow, but I just wanted you to know that
it's time now for you to take on all your responsibilities - and not only
the nice ones. Understand?" Seth said and looked me straight in the eyes.

I looked back and nodded: "Yes, brother. I'll do whatever you say."

"Good. Now let's go back and have dinner. Thereafter there'll be a
surprise for you. 'Cause you've done quite well so far. Seems that you
have true leadership skills, but I'm also aware of the inner battle that
you're fighting."

When saying that, Seth gave me a mysterious look, which I didn't
understand.

"Never mind. Let's go!" Seth ordered and we went back to the others.

Having dinner with the brothers was fun as usual. Tom and Lars had
meanwhile become my closest friends and I enjoyed their company
enormously. Chris-Boy's condition however was worsening as predicted by
Seth and he didn't have any appetite. Seth mixed a drink with different
medication, handed the glass over to the boy and ordered him:

"Drink this! NOW and in one sip!"

Chris-Boy took the glass and looked scared. But still he followed without
any resistance.

"It only helps you to relax, stupid. 'Cause it's going to be me who needs
to spend the night with you in one room. So drink all of this! It's in
your own interest," Tom barked at the boy. When I listened to Tom's voice
a little closer, one could feel that it was not purely hostile, but also
a little encouraging. But I was sure that Chris-Boy in his critical
condition couldn't get the fine difference.

It didn't take long until the kid closed his eyes and fell into a light
sleep. Since he couldn't hold himself upwards anymore, his body fell
against Tom. Tom, different from what one would have expected, reacted
quite softly and allowed Chris-Boy's head to land on his lap.

"Didn't know that I would have to take care of a baby tonight," Tom joked
and lighted a cigarette.

Totally unexpected I suddenly felt a hand going under my pants. It took
some seconds until I realized that it was Seth's hand who had started
with this treatment while I was still looking at Chris-Boy losing his
consciousness. But of course - as soon as I found out who was doing this
- I got immediately aroused and A full hard-on developed within no time.
Seth felt it of course and shortly thereafter stuck his middle finger
into my ass. It became difficult for me not to scream and moan out of
lust right away. When Seth went on and started to finger-fuck me hard and
visibly in front of the others, I had to close my eyes.

"OK, comrades. Chokee and I have something to discuss in my room. I'm
sure you'll excuse us," Seth said and finished his cigarette. And without
putting his finger out of my ass, he waived good bye to our brothers,
made me stand up and both of us walked straight into Seth's room. The
other brothers, who could watch the effect of Seth's fingers in my ass,
gave both of us a dirty smirk. When we finally got to the room, Seth
closed the door and threw me on his mattress so that I landed there
face-down. Immediately thereafter he threw himself onto me and whispered
into my ear:

"I know that this is what you've been craving for the entire day, right?
It's hard for you to behave like an alpha. I know that."

Once again I was amazed that Seth seemed to know exactly what I was going
through. It was true that I liked my new role that I had to take towards
Keith and Chris-Boy. But I also yearned for being totally dominated. And
Seth was just perfect for this. I just needed to feel his full authority,
'cause in my mind it also stood for total protection.

"Yes, Seth. I want this. Please dominate me!" I moaned.

"Yeah, that's what I meant earlier on and that's my boy. I will fuck the
shit out of you now. You'll have problems sitting thereafter. Kneel down
on your four legs now so that I can fuck you like shit from behind," Seth
ordered.

I did and Seth stripped down my shorts within no time. Then I heard the
zipper of his own pants opening. He just lowered his pants and did not
get out of them completely, since obviously he didn't want to lose any
time. His cock was fully erect, he put some spit on it and then entered
me. He started fucking me heavily right away and used a lot of dirty talk
to bring himself into the right mood.

"That's it! Your pussy is mine. You're my whore and you belong to me. I'm
deep inside of you now, bitch. Tell me that you want it," Seth screamed.

Rapidly I got into the hottest mood ever. Waves of pleasure were sent
through my body and the only thing that came out of my mouth were deep
and loud moans. I felt like I couldn't speak and that I had entirely lost
control.

While keeping his enormous speed of fucking me, Seth got closer again so
that his mouth was directly behind my ear. Then he whispered:

"I'm close to coming. You don't touch yourself, clear? If you come, then
only through me. If you touch yourself, I'll beat the shit out of you."

Only seconds later Seth screamed:

"Chokee, I will fill up your ass now with my hot load. My semen will make
you pregnant, bitch. And you will collect all of your own cum with your
hand and then drink it. Clear?"

"Yeah," I moaned and still felt the enormous power and energy of Seth's
dick inside me. When he came, he made sure that his tool was deep inside
me and that I couldn't move away. Seth was screaming like a wild lion and
even though I hadn't touched myself as Seth had ordered me, I felt that I
also needed to cum myself. So I tried to put my hand below my dick, but I
discovered that Seth had already placed his own hand there. When I came,
it got completely dark in front of my eyes and I started seeing stars
only. I hadn't recovered yet when I felt Seth's hand in front of my mouth
forcing me to open it. Then his other hand was filling me up with my own
cum, which had really been a lot. All that happened while Seth was still
inside me.

Only minutes thereafter we laid down next to each other on his mattress.
Seth was holding me tight and firm and made clear that I was his total
possession, which gave me an additional kick. Then I fell asleep quickly
and had quite some wild dreams about what had been going on with my life
for the last few weeks.

When I woke up in the middle of the night, I heard awful screams coming
from outside the room. When I opened my eyes, I quickly noticed that Seth
was no longer in the room. After re-adjusting myself I got up and opened
the door. Immediately the screams became louder and I saw that they were
coming from Tom's room where the light was turned on. I got to the room
and what I saw was a scene that I will never forget my whole life. On the
bed was Chris-Boy who obviously was no longer conscious, but had his eyes
still open. He looked like a complete maniac and was turning his body,
which was covered all over with sweat from one side to the other all the
time. He screamed like an animal and only very few words were
understandable, but obviously they didn't make sense. At times he tried
to get up from the bed and it was only Seth and Tom who with an enormous
force kept him from doing so. Since the kid was only dressed with his
underwear, I could see again how unnaturally thin he was; every rib and
almost every other bone were visible.

Shortly after I had entered, Chris-Boy started crying and begging:

"Please, please give me my milk. I'll do everything you want me to do. I
beg you .... please ..."

Then you could only hear him crying. All his muscles contracted and his
knees were touching his stomach. Simultaneously, his fingers were
grabbing a cushion which he also held against his stomach.

The whole scene appeared extremely frightening to me, 'cause I had never
seen a hardcore drug-addict on a cold withdrawal. Chris-Boy seemed like a
wild wounded animal which was completely out of control and ready at any
time to hurt himself and others. Seth and Tom saw my shocked reaction,
but it was only Seth who commented on it with an extremely cynical voice:

"Look, that's what your liberal friends in truth stand for. Making a
small kid a drug-addict and turning him into A creature that is hardly a
human being anymore. Congratulations to our shiny democracy and all human
rights they are fighting for. Isn't this the kind of true freedom that
you and your friends want?"

I really could sense all the hate, disgust, and contempt in Seth's voice
and I knew that any wrong word on my part could have triggered an
outbreak with unpredictable consequences. The only thing I said quietly
was:

"They are not my friends, at least not any more. My place is here and I
belong to the brotherhood."

Deep inside my anger and fury against those who did this to Chris-Boy was
growing enormously - not only because I felt sorry for the kid, but also
the entire thing interfered with my relation with Seth. And if there was
something sacred for me, then it was keeping the bond with Seth and the
brotherhood intact. In my mind I repeated a song called STOMP THE DRUG
DEALER which had the following quite explicit lines:

You don't care for the children

You're lowlife scum

You don't care for the future

Not even your own

So the world needs skinheads to end up your game

We'll hunt you down and will perish your name!


Your friends think that you're cool, `cause you can't hold a job

So you sell drugs on the street, you lazy fucking slob

Dealing poison to the youth so you can make some cash

Well tell me how your sales are going when I stomp your ass.

Oi! Oi! Oi!

After thinking of these lines I was more ready than ever to make those
assholes who did all this pay. There was no need for Seth and the others
to convince me anymore. I was definitely in.

Fortunately, after a short pause Seth's hostile eyes changed a little and
he said with a sarcastic smile:

"You really better belong to us, 'cause there is no outside world for you
anymore. Either with us or you'll die. Plain and simple. And now, come
here and help us. The kid needs some medication to get through the night
and you must help me. Come here and hold him firm on this side, while Tom
is taking care of the other. He's quite some force and if you let him get
up there's the risk that he'll jump out of the window. So you better use
all your strength. You only have it from our training anyways."

When saying the last sentence, Seth used his sarcastic style again, but
this time it fortunately had a more positive connotation again, because
he included me in his plan and tried to motivate me. I gave him a
thankful smile for this and immediately took his place. It was amazing to
see what power Chris-Boy`s body developed in spite of his poor
condition. One could feel that all his will and his entire energy that
was left was only targeted at one thing: getting a shot to satisfy his
addiction. Any receptiveness for other things was completely gone. The
few times I tried to talk to him were complete failures, the kid just
didn`t hear me.

After some minutes Seth came back with a glass containing some liquid.
While Tom and I continued holding him, Seth opened his mouth and with
some force made him swallow the content. Thereafter he took some special
needles that he obviously got from his room. They looked very small and
only later I learned that they were used for acupuncture. One could see
from Seth`s face that he was highly concentrated while touching
Chris-Boy`s upper body. Whenever he thought that he found the right
place, he took one of his needles and stuck it into the upper skin area
of the kid. He did so around thirty times and the procedure appeared
quite painful. The amazing thing, however, was that the more Seth went on
with his treatment, the more Chris-Boy relaxed. His muscle contractions
loosened up and also his breathing became easier again. Seth told us to
get a wet towel and clean the kid`s body, since he had sweated so much.
While I was doing this and could have an even closer look at his body, I
could see many bruises, which were partly still fresh.

"What happened to him?" I asked looking at Seth and Tom. "It obviously
doesn`t come from us, because Seth`s strikes are much too targeted."

Seth looked at me a little weird, but then smiled and said:

"Well, his gang obviously wanted to make sure that the kid stays with
them and wouldn`t talk. But they`re going to pay for all this, that`s
for sure. And very, very soon!" The decisiveness in his voice made clear
to everyone that Seth meant what he said and he expected each and every
brother to follow.

When all of us looked at Chris-Boy again, we could see that the worst
part appeared to be over. He was now laying on the mattress breathing
regularly and calmly. And he appeared to sleep quite deep. His almost
epileptic attacks didn't show up again.

"You`re a genius, comrade! What did you do to him?" Tom said while
turning to Seth.

"Stop this crap! It`s not a miracle. It's relaxation medication in
combination with good old TCM,"  Seth said.

When he saw that we didn`t know the term "TCM," he went on with a smile:

"Traditional Chinese Medicine, which works on the basis of live lines.
When you`re able to find them, you`re really able to produce
unbelievable results, 'cause what you do is redirect the energy lines in
your body. My teacher back in China was really, really good at it and
taught me a bit, but only some basics. Anyway, now that this useless
creature is sleeping, let`s get back to bed and catch at least some
sleep. We gave the kid quite a heavy shot of tranquilizer, so he should
not be awake before tomorrow noon time. Chokee, come here, you`re having
a very hard day tomorrow again. Seth grabbed me around my shoulder and I
felt that he almost forced me back to his room.

"Can I say something, Seth?" I asked when we were in his room again. I
did so quite shyly, because I knew that Seth's mood was not too good.

"What is it? I'm tired and definitely not ready for any form of drama
scene now," Seth barked.

"Don't worry, neither am I. But it's just that I want you to know that I
have nothing in common with my old life anymore. I hate and despise this
pseudo-liberal attitude and lifestyle just as much as you do and I want
you to know that my only loyalty is with you and the brothers," I said.

Seth gave me an ironic smile and replied:

"So you wanna say that the stable where you come from doesn't count at
all to you anymore? Is that it?"

"Yeah, I think so. I see it more as a burden meanwhile and it hurts me
when you don't believe in my loyalty."

Seth, who meanwhile had sat down on his mattress, looked at me a little
amused and then ordered while pointing with his fingers on his crotch
area:

"Stop talking. We're going to see where your true loyalty is shortly,
when we go after the kid's former gang. You'll have a chance to prove
yourself. But now, come here and sit on my lap!"

Immediately I did as told. As soon as I was in the expected position,
Seth put his arms around my neck from behind and started moving his butt
up and down. I could feel his dick growing immediately and closed my
eyes. Then Seth whispered into my ear:

"You're not only a cock-addict, but also a sensitive cock-addict, right?
I will test your loyalty very soon, be sure of that! And now I'm going to
fuck you again like a maniac. You can feel my frustration and that needs
to be let out. So be prepared and help me to get the relief that I
deserve. Then I can at least believe in your loyalty at least for
tonight, huh?"

"Do with me whatever you feel like. I belong to you and I know my
obligations," I moaned and I truly meant every word of what I said.

"I like this. Seems that you've accepted your position meanwhile.
Remember: for you there's no life without me and the brotherhood out
there anymore. Either you belong to us or you just won't exist anymore.
So when I'm going to fuck you now hard and heavy, keep this in your mind.
Understand?" Seth said into my ear and was very serious and partly also
threatening.

Seth then repositioned me and made me kneel down on four legs so that he
could fuck me from behind in doggy-style position. He entered me with
full force and this time started with full speed right away. At the
beginning I had problems to withstand his powerful fucking movements and
not to fall down.

"That's what my smart ass boy likes. You love to be dominated by a real
working-class man. I will fuck the shit out of you and make you a true
working class skin, too. Come on, don't be a wimp and take my cock as a
man. Tell me you want it," Seth screamed.

"Yeah, I love it, brother. This just blows off my mind. Please fuck me
hard and heavy!" I moaned and was hoping simultaneously that I could keep
up with his speed.

Seth now grabbed my upper body and made me raise so that he could feel my
back and kiss me from behind. He kissed me extremely aggressively and
simultaneously gave me rhythmic slaps on my ass. During all this he
didn't stop fucking me from behind like crazy. When he saw me touching
myself, he got even more aggressive, and pushed my hand away from my cock
roughly and increased his fucking speed even more:

"You don't dare come, bitch. This is only your master's time now. Focus
only on his relief now, stupid bitch! He deserved it."

It didn't take long anymore and Seth reached his climax. The mass of his
cum was more than usual and I could virtually feel all his aggression and
frustration coming out of his body. He screamed like crazy, used a lot of
dirty words and didn't care at all whether someone would hear him.

The streams of cum seemed endless and I did everything so my ass again
was ready to take all of Seth's cum, 'cause I knew that Seth was very
sensitive and also negative whenever his most precious juice or parts of
it got spoiled. Seth ended his climax with a loud and long "FUCK" and
then made himself fall down on the mattress. He quickly regained control
over his body. Then he gave me a friendly knock with his fist on my chest
and said:

"Wow, Chokee, I really feel much better now. Wouldn't have thought so by
the way. I mean even for letting out my aggressions and bad feelings,
you're much better than a whore or a toy boy for whom I would feel
absolutely nothing. You're a true exception and just know how to keep me
going."

Seth gave me another deep kiss and, as if nothing had happened, changed
again into his role of my master and mentor to whom I had become truly
important.

"Thank you, Seth. Believe me, now that I start to become a dominant
person myself, I truly need this submission. Please never stop!" I said.
Shortly thereafter my eyes closed almost automatically, 'cause I felt
tiredness almost in every corner of my body.

"Let's catch some sleep now. There are two or three hours left. Come
here!" Seth whispered into my ears and then brought me in his favorite
spoon position again. Soon he and I fell asleep together.