Controlling the Habits of Teen Boys – Part 3
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Randall Austin
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Mr.
Tedesco and Mr. Parker, accompanied by Randall, re-entered Jimmy's bedroom.
Mr.
Parker was the first to speak, "Well, well, you two boys sure had yourselves a
good ole' time on the gurney; first fiddling with your
scrotal coolant bags in an attempt to remove them, and then afterwards spending
most of your two hours on the gurney talking about nothing but your girl
friends and sex!"
"You were both warned
not to attempt removing your ball bags, yet that is what you both attempted to do.
And that behavior is going to result in a dose of discipline, as I had
earlier warned you that such behavior would."
"And all
that idle and lurid chatter about your girlfriends has serious consequences in
terms of the results achieved by the Governance Control Unit."
"You see
boys, testosterone builds up, accumulates, in your system. Since testosterone is created mainly in the
scrotum, the coolant bags reduce the buildup and thus helps to reduce the
frequencies of your urges to self-release your sperm. However, merely talking about sexual matters
is a sexual inducement, and thus such behavior or talk is fighting against the
Governance Control Unit, for such filthy talk is surely but slowly increasing
your testosterone levels."
"It is
the over-abundance of testosterone that makes both of
you boys such jack-off queens, and for that reason from now on when we prep you
for your treatment on the gurney, you two boys will also be kept ball-gagged so
you can't go talking filth with each other."
"That's
right! From now on after you both get stripped, weighed, shaved, enema-ed, washed up,
butt plugged, ball sacked, baby powdered, and diapered, you each will also not
only be getting your hands buckled down to the sides of the gurney, but you
will also be getting ball gagged so you can't go talking about lurid sex shit
with each other!"
"But
back to your coolant bags. We saw on
closed circuit cameras both of you boys fiddling with
your coolant bags in an attempt to remove them.
I warned you ahead of time that such attempts
would result in punishment, and I am holding true to my Word.
As Mr. Tedesco undid the straps binding the boys to the
gurney, Mr. Parker continued, "Therefore it is ass-strapping time for both of you boys! And doing the honor of strapping your asses is little Randy."
Both boys howled in anger at such a suggestion, "Dad, he's my
little asshole brother. You can't let
him paddle my ass."
Anthony
howled with some knowledge of the legality of such a treatment, "Dad, Mr.
Parker, this is abuse pure and simple."
Mr. Parker,
Randall's father, attempted to calm the boys down.
"Guys,
the Governance Control Unit is an officially accepted form of behavior
modification. It is endorsed by both the US prison system and United Social Services as an
aceptable form of control."
"And
along with the Governance Control Unit's protocols, physical discipline is an
acceptable part of the treatment.
Therefore Randall will now proceed to give the both
of you the ass strappings you both deserve! Physical discipline is part of the accepted
treatment régimen."
Once the
boys were unstrapped, Randall ordered both of them to stand at attention, "Very nice. Now I want both of
you to put your hands in back of your head."
Jimmy was unwilling
to do so, but when Mr. Tedesco whispered, "Do as you're told boy, and the
ass-whipping will be less severe."
Jimmy did as ordered, as young Randall gave out a command, "I want both
of you boys to keep your hands in back of your heads as you turn slowly around
to reveal your backsides. I just want to
get a good look at your backsides so I can assess the target areas I will be
dealing with."
Once the boys had
done as instructed, Randall continued, "Two very nice bulbous assholes. The bulbous assholes of two guys who are
probably going to fail graduating from high school if you don't get over your
filthy habit of self-pollution. In
short, the asses of two loser boys. So it's time for both of you losers to bend over the
gurney."
The two miscreants
bent over the gurney as Mr. Tedesco cuffed their hands stretched past their
heads to the other side of the gurney.
With two round asses sticking up and on full display, little Randall did
what he loved to do best. Got ready to spank
the shit out of wayward boys.
As both older boys
sweated in humiliation, Randall swung his prison strap and whooshed it through
the air to give the boys a sense of what was to come.
"It's ass warming
time, boys!" Randall gave both asses a
mighty swat of the strap that left both boys howling like little girls.
And then he continued
swatting, alternating from one ass to the other.
After several
minutes of swattings it was Mr. Parker who stepped in to end his youngest son's
beating of the two older boys.
Randall, gracious
lad that he was, acceded.
But Randall did
instruct that both freshly strapped lads to turn around with their hands in
back of their heads. Once they did so
both freshly ass-whipped boys were sporting massive erections, each leaking a
bit of pre-cum.
Randall felt a need
to explain the hardons to the fathers of the boys, "Do you see this? Two rock hard cocks sticking straight up and
dripping precum. What does that tell
you?"
Mr. Tedesco shrugged
his shoulders, to which Randall responded, "Hardons like these are something
that we in Social Service studies see on freshly ass-whipped slave boys all the
time. The hardons on these two guys
reveal that they have probably not jacked off within the last 20 hours or
so. That is why we regularly spank the
asses of boys who are on a regimen of chastity control. Generally you won't
see hardons on boys like this if they have jacked off within a couple of hours
or so. Regular spankings are one way in
which we determine if the boys have been masturbating to excess. If we see no super hard ons we then know that
the boys have been behaving."
"So
if you want my opinion, I suggest we give both boys a good ass strapping at
least once every three or four days. If we
see a lack of a hardon we will then be able to determine whether or not the
Governance Control System is effectively keeping their testosterone levels
down."
"If all goes well,
within a months time we can bet that neither boy will
be showing even a hint of an erection after a good solid ass whipping!"
"The Governance Control Unit has been the biggest servitor
control advancement in decades, and both of you dads need to know that you have
made the right decision in getting Anthony and Randy into the proper course of
treatment! The treatment of these lads thus far has
shown that the healing palliative that the Governance Control Unit is able to
deliver is something they both needed very much in their lives."
"But that is not
all; there are still two things more we can do to help these two hormonally
overcharged lads!"
***
Four weeks after their daily gurney treatments at the hands
of Mr. Tedesco, Mr. Parker, and
Mr. Parker's youngest son, Randall, Jimmy Parker and Anthony Tedesco entered
the office of their high school's guidance counselor, Mr. George Sedgewick.
"What's going on
boys? You have called for this meeting
so please tell me what's going on."
Anthony began, "Mr.
Sedgewick, sir, we feel that we are being mistreated."
"How so, boys?"
Anthony continued,
"Well, sir, we are subjected on a daily basis to the most humiliating of
treatments; we are stripped, shaved, given an enema, then are subjected to two
hours of a humiliating treatment with our balls snapped into coolant bags while
we are strapped down on a gurney."
Mr. Sedgewick gave
an affirming nod, "Yes, I see. That all sounds good. But tell me, please, what
exactly is the problem?"
Anthony confounded,
tried to answer, "Well sir, that is the problem. It is humiliating. We are treated like lab animals. And Jimmy's younger brother, Randall, is
there in charge of us, calling the shots, while my dad and Jimmy's father just
keep agreeing with Randall. Whatever
`little' Randy says is okay with our dads!"
Mr. Sedgewick
repositioned himself in his easy chair and replied, "Now hold on there, young
fella. You better watch what you are
saying. Little Randall Parker, Jimmy's
younger brother, is an A-One student; a student who showed such extraordinary
talent that he was able to skip the final two years of his high school studies
and enter into college on a full scholarship.
He is currently finishing up his first year of college studies in
Servitor Husbandry with Utah State University as you two boys are only
completing your senior year.
And he is a beacon, a shining light; the kind of boy that we here at
Logan High pride ourselves on putting out into the community with such an
abundance."
As both boys went on to describe their daily treatments of
enemas, butt pluggings, ball gaggings, and diaperings, in full detail, as Mr.
Sedgewick searched through one of his desk drawers in order to find another
piece of cheese fried Vienna sausages, Jimmy and Anthony were not surprised by
such crude behavior. When Mr. Sedgewick
finally did find his snack he popped it into his mouth
whole and replied in garbled words, "Okay, sounds good. So exactly what is the problem you two boys
are having with this medically prescribed treatment?"
In Utah anything
goes, and both Jimmy and Anthony knew it.
They left Mr. Sedgewick's office defeated, and seething with defiance.
***
One evening, not long after Jimmy and Anthony's unsuccessful
discussion with Mr. Sedgewick, there was a knock on
Jimmy Parker's bedroom door and Jimmy called out, "Come in".
Jimmy's younger brother, Randall, entered and proceeded to
tell him of how proud he was of his older brother for having cut down on his
masturbation activity. "It's pretty
clear to all of us that the Governance Control Unit is doing a lot of good for
you and your pal; we are proud of you, really proud."
Randall continued, "Listen to me bro, I know that you are a
homo, pure and simple. And though dad
and I have never talked about it, I am pretty sure that he also knows as well
as I do that you are probably using your dick to fudge pack the holes of your
sissy-boy friends on a regular basis."
"But Jimmy, my Jimmy, I don't care if you're a homo, a
tranny, a little queer boy or whatever; all that I want you to know bro is that
I love you as the dearest brother in the whole wide world."
Jimmy opened his eyes from the weariness of such talks,
looked at his brother Randall, and asked, "What exactly are you trying to say?"
"All that I am trying to say, bro, is once we got you and
Anthony on the dual gurney, scrunched your asses hard up against one another,
and saw both of your dicks were twitching left and right, is that my dick
startin' twitchin' too. But the weird
thing is I'm not a homo ass-licker like you and your pal, Anthony."
There was a long and painful silence, and young Randall, who
usually had the sense to avoid saying stupid emotional stuff, felt suffocated
for what he had just revealed.
Once he had found his voice, Randall continued, "Listen
Jimmy; all that dad and I are trying to control is yours and Anthony's habit of
over-masturbation. I want you to know
that both dad and I think that you and Anthony have much improved in that area.
However a few improvements need to be made, and to
that end we will be implementing a few new measures."
"But I just want you to understand bro that whatever
measures Dad, Mr. Tedesco, and I, need to take in the near future in order to
help you two become `real men', should only be taken as indicators of how much
we love you."
End of Part 3
Controlling
the Habits of Teen Boys
(To Be Continued)
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