Date: Thu, 23 Feb 2012 23:24:04 -0500
From: Jay Wiley <jaywiley@hotmail.com>
Subject: Tanner Doesn't Want A Sitter - Chapter 5

WARNING! WARNING! WARNING! WARNING!

If you are under 18 years of age, offended by stories which depict sex
between boys or live in a jurisdiction where just reading/possessing such
materials is illegal, exit now.

This story is fiction; any resemblance to persons living or dead is pure
coincidence, nothing more. Since this is fiction, SAFE SEX isn't required;
however, in real life there are too many things out there to take that sort
of chance.

Also, it should go without saying. This story is a FANTASY and does not
CONDONE illegal acts. IT'S a FANTASY!

TANNER DOESN'T WANT A SITTER -- Chapter 5
by jay wiley
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In a way, Tanner had been hoping this day would come. The day when Dillon
started acting like a real Master. Well, real from Tanner's perspective. He
just didn't think it would happen so soon.

Standing there naked, with his hands behind his head, knowing that Dillon
was planning some nasty things for him, was actually quite exciting for the
habitually horny teen. His only real concern about Dillon taking charge was
his arrangement with his own "slave" boys.

Dillon had acted on a wild impulse, but it felt good, really good! He
banished any thoughts he had about backing down and went full speed ahead.

He did decide to clarify things further with Tanner to avoid any potential
problems. He put one hand on Tanner's shoulder and wrapped the other around
his balls and spoke in hushed tones.

"Okay Slave Boy! This is how things are going to work, until I say
otherwise. Listen carefully because I don't want to have to repeat myself."

Thankfully it was a really big field, so it took Eric and Austin a long
time to do each lap. They were pacing themselves and saving up for the end
which both knew would be a sprint to the finish line.

"Now, you do acknowledge that you do have to do whatever I say. Right?"

Tanner nodded and said, "Yes Sir!"

"Good. To start with, you will continue doing what you have started with
Sparks. You found him, and he will be totally yours. If I get involved at
all, it will not be in my role as your Master, just a horny friend. I think
it is best that neither Sparks nor any of his guys, knows about our special
relationship. Sound good to you?"

It sounded great to Tanner and he said, "Yes Sir! Thank You Sir!"  "Just
like Sparks will be to you, Jeff will be to me. He already knows that you
are my slave though, so we don't have to worry about keeping that from
him. I met a few members of his patrol that day I set you up. I'll be
meeting the rest very soon. If things are the way Jeff said they are, you
may be meeting them soon too. My guess is that they would love to
"experiment" with a body like yours. I'm thinking like an overnight
campout, so they can try some long torture sessions."

"So what do you think? You think they might like something like that?"

Tanner had no doubt they would and stammered, "Yes Sir, probably."

"Yea, I think so too. Okay now onto other matters. For now, things will
stay the same with Josh. We'll continue to mess with him like we've been
doing. I'll even let you come up with some ideas. If I like them, you just
may earn yourself a reward."

Dillon did have an ulterior motive for this one. He knew that Josh had the
major "hots" for Tanner's body and seemed particularly turned on when
Tanner ordered him to do stuff. So why mess with a good thing. He was also
interested in seeing what sort of things Tanner would come up with at the
theater, between Josh, Eric and Austin.

Which brought him to the two senior jocks. Dillon had Tanner to thank for
ensnaring the two of them and starting this whole thing. Tanner had a firm
hold over them, which would continue through high school.

That hold was so solid, that there was no way what he had planned for
Tanner would screw it up. He would get Austin and Eric to "mess" with
Tanner for a while, then simply return things back to the way they were.

His first thought had been to tell Tanner there would be no reprisals, but
he figured that would be un-realistic. He knew Tanner well enough to know
that once he was back in full control of Austin and Eric, reprisals would
be swift and brutal, in spite of anything he said. And that would be fun
too!

"And finally, I know you have some things happening with Eric and
Austin. So, also for now, I'll take care of them. They will do what I
say. And, if Eric is as `cooperative' with me, like he was supposed to be
with you, he'll get the same rewards and/or punishments."

Tanner was a little upset about this part and stammered, "So like how long
will the last part last. I mean with Eric and Austin?"

Dillon laughed, "Oh don't worry, you'll get them back and then you can do
whatever you want with them. It's not like I'm trying to steal them from
you. They are still yours!"

They watched Eric and Austin pass by. They were obviously speeding up and
were running neck and neck.

"So that's it. You keep me informed about how things are going with
Sparks. As for you, I'll have some special orders for you tomorrow
morning."

Tanner's heart continued to pound and his body tingled as he thought about
everything that Dillon had just said, and the days ahead. As excited as he
was, and as confident as he was, he was still a little afraid.

Dillon had Tanner watch the final part of the race on his knees with his
hands behind his head and his legs spread painfully wide.

It was a close race. Both of the older teens were pushing hard. Moments
before they reached the "finish line", Austin surged ahead with a burst of
speed that Eric couldn't match.

They slowed to a walk and returned to Dillon and Tanner. Both were still
breathing hard through the stolen jock straps stretched over their faces.

Dillon told them to remove the jocks. As they did so, they glanced at
Tanner, kneeling there naked and gave Dillon a questionable look.

Dillon grinned and said, "Okay you two, now listen up. Things have changed
since you started the race. You guys are now reporting to me and will do
whatever I say. You're both still Tanner's slaves and will be following his
orders again soon enough."

Austin looked down at Tanner and asked, "Is that right Tanner?"

Tanner nodded, and said grudgingly, "Yea that's right. You do whatever he
says. Just remember though you still belong to me."

Eric and Austin seemed just a little confused, but got over it
quickly. Both were anxious to see what would happen next.

Dillon motioned Austin to stand in front of him. He smiled as he looked at
the sweating 17 year old quarterback's naked. No question he was totally
hot.

"Okay Austin, you won the race, so you get an immediate reward!"

Austin started breathing harder again as Dillon proceeded to unlock and
remove the hated chastity device. Not surprisingly, his cock began to
harden as soon as it was freed.

Austin always did have a "thing" for being naked outside. He loved the
feeling of the fresh air on his body and the sense of freedom that came
from his private parts being exposed.

Dillon stuck the device in his pocket then turned to Eric.

"Okay, look dude. The thing you have going with Tanner still stands,
except, I'm the one you have to be super cooperative with. You do that, and
I'll take your chastity device off on Friday. After that, it will stay off,
and so will Austin's as long as you remain `cooperative.' Got it?"

Eric nodded and said, "Yea! I got it." So now he was at the mercy of
another fag. So what! At least it wasn't his brother for awhile.

Eric and Austin were curious about what would be happening with Tanner. So
was Tanner.

The first thing that happened was actually fun for Tanner.

Since Eric had lost the race, he had earned a penalty.

"Okay, Eric. You lost the race and will get your penalty now. Get down on
your hands and knees facing out across the field." Dillon ordered.

Eric got down on all fours and waited nervously. He hoped he was in for
just a spanking or whipping. His hopes vanished when he heard Dillon order
Austin, to get the bottle of lube from the backpack and grease Eric's hole
up good.

Austin whispered to Eric as he started dribbling the lube down his crack,
"Sorry bro. I gotta do this."

Eric's face reddened and he said, "Do what you have to do bro."

His face continued to redden as Austin worked his finger deep inside his
ass. Sucking another guy's cock was humiliating enough for the straight
senior jock. Being fucked was even worse. Especially with others watching
and taking videos of it, which is what Dillon was now doing.

Everyone expected that Austin would be ordered to mount his best friend,
and so they were surprised when Dillon announced it would be Tanner who did
the honors.

Eric's face turned beet red and he made fists as his younger brother
proceeded to "mount" his ass like he was some bitch. His humiliation
increased when Dillon ordered Austin to stick his cock in Eric's mouth.

As soon as it was in, Dillon snapped at Eric and said, "Okay, you know what
to do. You lost the race, so you get to take it like a true bitch!"

Tears ran down Eric's face as he sucked Austin's huge cock and Tanner
pounded away at his ass. Dillon made sure to get some great video of all
that was happening. Tanner was ramming his cock in and out of Eric's tight
muscular ass like a dog in heat.

Dillon announced that it was okay for Tanner to cum, but Austin would have
to hold off, and pull out before he went to far.

Dillon almost came in his shorts as he watched the wild scene. Eric pounded
the ground a few times when Tanner rammed his cock in all the way.

For Eric, this was almost worse than the things he and Austin had been
forced to do in front of those damn girls. His body shook as Tanner slapped
his ass and shouted, "OH GOD! Your ass is so fucking tight, big brother! Oh
yea!"

There was no question that Eric was enraged. He did manage to control his
anger though. Oddly enough, this was one time when he was actually grateful
that the chastity thing was on him.

Despite his revulsion about what was happening, the sheer physicality of it
all, and Tanner's cock head sliding across his prostate was causing his
cock and balls to tingle. Had the device not been on, his humiliation would
have been a lot worse.

Eric tried not to think about that possibility. Getting aroused while he
was sucking a cock and being fucked was just too disgusting to think about.

Fortunately for Eric, he didn't have all that long to endure. Tanner
suddenly picked up the pace, let out a loud howl, then dropped onto Eric's
sweaty back, wrapped his arms tightly around his chest and began pumping
his teen seed into his brother's ass.

Eric moaned as he felt Tanner's cock throb inside of him. Austin pulled out
of Eric's mouth as soon as he saw Tanner start to convulse. He was close to
cumming, and watching Tanner hump away, was just too exciting.

Dillon kept the camera running for a bit as the three boys regained their
breaths. Eventually he shut it off and returned it to the backpack.

Tanner climbed off of Eric and walked over to Dillon and said, "Thank you
sir. That was great."

Dillon smiled as he glanced down at Tanner's glistening cock. It had
softened, which was what Dillon wanted. Knowing Tanner though, he knew he
had to act quickly.

He cuffed Tanner's hands behind his back and called Eric and Austin
over. They really were anxious to see what Dillon had planned for
Tanner. Eric hoped it was nasty.

Tanner's face flushed and he trembled as Dillon handed the chastity device
to Eric and said, "Okay! Put this on your brother. I'm sure you know how it
works."

"You bet I do!" Eric beamed as he knelt down and slipped Tanner's cock into
it's new home. Tanner had kept the device small, for maximum effect on
Austin, so it fit him perfectly.

Dillon was enjoying the look on Tanner's face. He wasn't looking as smug
and confident as he usually did. Then again, what teenage boy would look
that way, standing there totally naked, with his hands cuffed behind his
back and his penis secured inside a device designed specifically to keep it
from getting erect.

Tanner winced when he heard the click of the lock on the device. Eric
smiled as he stood up and handed the key to Dillon. His smile got wicked
with what happened next.

Dillon smiled at the two older teens and said, "Okay, you two get dressed
while I explain how this is going to work."  They rushed to pull on their
clothes while they listened to Dillon.

"Now remember, just because Tanner's not giving the orders for now, that
doesn't mean that you guys are off the hook. I'm going to want to see the
both of you after football practice this week."

Austin raised his hand and said, "Uh Dillon sir? We have a little problem
with that for the next two nights. We both are starting our jobs at the
theater those nights. They are just four hour shifts, but that means we
won't get home until well after dark. Sorry."

Dillon thought for a moment, then said, "Okay I understand. I'll send both
of you a text message with some special instructions so make sure you check
during the day, and also tomorrow night."

Dillon needed time to plan something. Eric had to be "tested" over the next
few days to ensure he was being cooperative. If Josh was working those same
nights, there might be some opportunities for some nasty stuff.

"Now as for you Austin. Your device is off now. That doesn't mean that you
are free to do whatever you want though. Until I say otherwise, you can cum
whenever you want, as often as you want. But, either someone else has to be
watching you while you masturbate, or someone else has to be doing it too
you. If you want to please me, it will be the latter case most of the
time. You'll have to be on your honor about this for the most part. If I
get the idea that you are not doing as I say, there will be consequences."

Austin trembled as he said, "I understand. Don't worry, I'll do just what
you said." Sure it was humiliating, but for Austin, there was a genuine and
rapidly growing thrill in that type of humiliation.

Dillon's smile broadened as he thought about his next words. His cock and
balls were really tingling as he took a deep breath and said, "Okay, and
now for the big news. From this moment on, and until I say otherwise,
Tanner belongs to the two of you. You can do anything you want to him. Make
him do anything, no matter what."

"I will use him myself sometimes and let you know when and if he has to do
anything else. Like this Sunday, for instance. He'll be gone all day. Be
forewarned, he may need the two of you at some point during the day. If he
does, then you will do whatever he wants, but just for that day. Outside of
that he is yours."

Dillon pushed Tanner towards the two senior jocks. Eric grabbed Tanner by
the neck and snarled, "You hear that you sneaky little shit? You're toast
little brother! Rat bait!"

Eric grinned at Dillon and said, "The way you said it sounds like you
expect us to punish `Mr. Wise-ass' here and more. Right?"

Dillon giggled, "Why of course! He loves torturing and humiliating naked
guys. Maybe you two can teach him something about that. I expect you to
show no mercy at all. Oh and Eric, if you do a good job with him, I'll
consider that as being a major part of your so-called `cooperation!' Do an
exceptional job, and you'll earn some great rewards."

As "straight" as Eric was and as "sort of straight" as Austin was, neither
one of the two older teens was having trouble coming up with some nasty
ideas for what to do with Tanner.

Not all that surprisingly, Eric's were the cruelest, but Austin was
thinking about some tough ones too. While Austin did tend to be more
sensitive and understanding, he was after all, a football quarterback, and
quarterbacks have to be mean and aggressive at times.

Austin jumped right in. He picked up Colby's jock, stretched it over
Tanner's face and snapped, "Okay tough guy! You take a couple of laps
around the field! Now!"

Tanner took a deep breath and took off running. His cock was already
straining inside the chastity device. He just couldn't believe what had
just happened. For the moment he focused on the matter at hand. Running
naked, and barefooted, with his hands cuffed behind him was a little
tricky. The one good thing was the chastity device was helping to keep his
cock from flapping around.

Austin waited until Tanner was well on his way before he turned to Dillon
and said, "Okay, I guess it doesn't really matter how this came about, but
I guess I'm up for some payback and I'm sure Eric is."

"You got that fucking right! I'll make sure that little prick suffers!"
Eric chimed in.

Austin smiled then looked at Dillon again and said, "Okay, just a few
questions."

"First of all, how long is this going to last?"

Dillon thought for just a moment and then said, "Well, I haven't totally
decided yet. At least a week though, probably longer. It depends on how
tough you guys are with him. There has to be lots of torture and
humiliating stuff. And of course sex stuff. Make him suck cock a lot and
get fucked really hard."

Eric growled, "Hell, as soon as this damn thing is off of me, I'll fuck
that little shit three times a day. Maybe more. I guess a hole is a hole
when it comes to fucking, and it seems a guy's ass is tighter than any
pussy!"

Austin couldn't resist teasing Eric.

"Awwwh Damn Bro! So what are you saying? You want to fuck your little
brother instead of me? You seemed to get off on it Saturday night. Man, I'm
really hurt!" Austin pouted.

Eric blushed and stammered, "Well, um no, I mean yes. No I don't. Oh Fuck
Austin you know what I mean. They made me do that to you!"

Eric was still pretty upset about the whole episode with Dillon's sister
and her friends. What he was having trouble dealing with was the fact that
he got turned on as much as he did when he was forced to have sex with his
best friend. The most intense moment came when he fucked Austin.

Austin let him stew for a few moments then giggled. "Hey, no sweat. I was
just yanking your chain."

He turned to Dillon once more and continued, "Okay, what about the chastity
thing? Can we take it off of him at times?"

Dillon thought again, then said, "Well, yea, you can for torture and
stuff. The main thing is it needs to be on most of the time. Tanner loves
to jack off a lot, so having it on for long periods of time will drive him
insane."

It seemed like Austin was finished with his questions, so Dillon continued,
"Look, I have to be honest with you guys. This is a temporary thing, you
being in control of Tanner. He'll be back in control of you both soon
enough, so I'd take advantage of this to get some advanced paybacks. He has
a lot of nasty things planned for you for the rest of the school year."

"This may happen again, it may not. So my advice is to just go with it. If
you need any ideas, let me know. I've got plenty of them. Oh and yea, I
have that box of `toys' that the girls used with you. That `shocker' thing
is in there. You could use it to zap Tanner's cock and balls even when the
chastity thing is on. I read the instructions for it. You can stick it in a
guy's ass, and if you zap his prostate he'll cum, every time you zap
it. The thing is though; he won't get any real pleasure out of it. He'll
just cum. Might want to try that too."

Dillon looked at his watch and then back at Eric and Austin. "Sorry guys, I
have to go. It's a school night, so I gotta get home. I'll make sure you
get those toys as soon as I can. Have fun with Tanner!"

And with that, Dillon was gone.

Eric and Austin looked across the field. There was still just enough light
to see Tanner's glistening naked body moving along the far edge of the
field.

Eric chuckled, "You know, it may sound weird, but I'm sort of enjoying
myself. I can't wait to mess with that little shit, big time. How about,
after his last lap, we take him for a ride. I'll tell mom Tanner's gonna
ride along while I drive you home, and maybe we'll stop for some ice
cream. She'll buy it cause she likes it when I spend time with my little
brother."

"So what do you have in mind for the ride?" Austin teased.

"Well, I don't know. Maybe you two can sit in the back seat. We'll keep him
naked and cuffed. You can have him suck your dick while we drive and then
maybe we could stop somewhere and you could fuck him. Might be fun to watch
that. Especially since he has that chastity thing on now. I bet his gay
prick will try to get hard inside of it. If you do it though, you gotta
fuck him hard. Shove your monster all the way in and we'll see how he likes
it."  Actually Austin already knew that Tanner liked that very thing. He
remembered how tight Tanner's ass was and how good it felt. No doubt Tanner
would scream for a while when it first started. It would hurt a lot. The
nasty thing was that Tanner would not be able to get the full pleasure out
of the act since he couldn't get hard while in the device.

Austin grinned as he wondered if it might be possible to make Tanner cum in
that chastity device just by fucking him.

Eric, the "super-straight" guy was having some nasty thoughts of his own,
thoughts that were clearly not straight at all. He couldn't wait for the
chastity device to come off at the end of the week. His cock and balls
tingled as he imagined Tanner down on his knees, sucking his cock. The
tingling increased as he thought about how it would feel to stick his cock
in his brother's ass.

Then there was the punishment stuff. If he had his way, he'd do a lot more
to Tanner's cock and balls than just slap them around. There had to be a
bunch of ways to torture his cock while it was still inside that little
cage.

As Tanner passed by and began his second lap, he glanced at Eric and
Austin. Both had nasty smiles on their faces. He could see that Dillon was
gone, which meant he would be totally at the mercy of the two older teens
who would definitely be out for some revenge.

Tanner was not a coward and was excited by the situation he was in, but he
was a little scared too. As he ran, well, as well as he could run,
barefooted and with his hands cuffed behind him, Tanner resolved to do his
absolute best to show Eric and Austin how tough he really was.

He'd take whatever they dished out and would definitely not beg, no matter
what they did to him, or made him do. And when it was all over, and they
were his once more, he would teach them a lesson they would never forget.

A wicked grin crossed Tanner's face as he reached the halfway point of his
last lap. He definitely wanted to make Eric suffer. No question he would
too. But, Tanner was certain he knew that the best way to make Eric suffer
was through Austin.

Eric was so devoted to his best friend that he would just hate to watch him
be put through hell. Which is exactly what Tanner would do with the
incredibly hot and "cute" 17 year old quarterback.

Austin would be humiliated and tortured continually while Eric was forced
to watch. The humiliations and tortures would be the worst that Tanner
could come up with. If he was right about Eric, it wouldn't be long before
Eric would beg Tanner to stop.

There would be a price for that, a big one.

For now though, Tanner would have to deal with the matter at hand. As he
made his final turn, he picked up speed. He wanted to put on a good show of
strength as approached the two older teens. It wasn't easy since he was
running barefoot, but he was able to do it.

Eric and Austin smiled as Tanner finished his run. His naked body glistened
with sweat and he was breathing hard.

Tanner expected a bunch of verbal harassment and was surprised when Eric
just scooped up his clothes, turned to Austin and said, "Okay put him in
the back seat of my car. I'll take care of things with my mom, and be there
as soon as I can."

Eric ran off, leaving Tanner alone with Austin.

As soon as Eric was gone, Austin put his hand on the back of Tanner's neck
and led him towards the trail in the woods. "Okay. Looks like you're our
slave boy for a while now. So let's go. We're gonna have some fun with
you."

As they walked, Austin glanced at Tanner's body and his cock started to
throb. All this stuff was having a major effect on the here-to-fore
seemingly totally straight teen.

The 15 year old's body was as solid as a rock. There was not one sign of
baby fat left, just lean tissue and muscle. A couple more years of weight
training and Tanner's body would be just as "hot" as Austin's.

If there was one thing that was still confusing to Austin, it was the fact
that he was really starting to enjoy this "stuff." As much as he dreaded
receiving orders from Tanner, he had actually begun to look forward to
them.

His nasty fantasies had been growing too. More and more he imagined things
that were unrealistic, but absolutely thrilling. Most involved some sort of
public display and humiliation.

He imagined Tanner stripping him and tying him up in a variety of public
places. Most of the time he would be blindfolded and have a sign beside him
that said things like, "Punish Me", or "Feel Me".

His cock and balls would really tingle as he imagined total strangers doing
just that. Punishing him, feeling him, jacking him off all the while they
laughed and taunted.

Public floggings and masturbations were also regular features in his
fantasies.

Most recently, however, there had been other things included in his
fantasies. He had begun dreaming about those same types of things happening
to other guys. His cock and balls tingled just the same, maybe just a
little more at times.

Just a few weeks earlier, he would never have imagined such things. And yet
now here he was, leading a naked and cuffed teenaged boy through the woods
on the way to engaging in all sorts of those "things."

By the time they reached Eric's car, and Austin climbed into the back seat
with Tanner, his cock was throbbing and he was caught up in the moment.

He slapped Tanner's thigh and snarled, "Spread your legs slave boy!"
Tanner spread his legs as wide as he could and leaned back in the seat. His
heart began to beat faster as Austin ran his hand up and down his inner
thigh and then tapped the chastity device.

"Man Tanner, you do have a nice body. I mean really nice. Oh and a nice set
of manly parts too. Too bad you won't be able to use them for awhile. I
never thought I would miss masturbating as much as I did until you locked
that thing on me. It's like hell at times, pure hell. So Tanner tell me,
how many times a day do you usually jack off? Be honest!"

Austin returned to stroking Tanner's inner thigh and smiled when he saw the
blush in Tanner's cheeks. As confident and cocky as Tanner was, he was
still pretty young.

Tanner took a deep breath then stammered, "Well, I don't know, I guess
sometimes like five times, sometimes more, sometimes less."

Austin grinned as he tickled Tanner's balls and said, "Well then that means
that these will be getting really full, since you'll be wearing that thing
for a full month. That will be like hell for a chronic masturbator like
you."

Austin had no idea how long it would be before Dillon ended this little
adventure, but Tanner didn't know that. For all he knew, while he had been
running, Dillon had given him to them for a month.

Austin suppressed a smile as he saw the look of sheer panic on Tanner's
usually smug face.

The device hadn't even been on an hour yet and he was already getting
desperate to cum again.

Austin finally did crack a smile as he patted Tanner's creamy white lean
thigh and said, "Not to worry though, we'll make sure you remember what a
hard cock looks and feels like."

With that, Austin pulled his shorts down to his knees, pulled Tanner's head
down to his crotch and snapped, "Okay slave boy, go ahead and show me how
much you like my equipment!"

Somehow Tanner managed to set his fears about the chastity thing aside. The
odor of Austin's sweaty pubes filled his nostrils. He stuck out his tongue
and started licking Austin's balls. It was a little tricky balancing with
his hands still cuffed behind him, but he managed.

He had just begun when Eric opened the front door, slid into the driver's
seat and chuckled as he started the car, "I see you didn't wait for
me. That's okay though. We have plenty of time."

As they drove off Eric glanced back and giggled, "Yo little brother. Not to
worry, I cleared things with mom. She thinks it is nice that I'm spending
time with you. We've got a couple of hours before she says we need to be
home."

Tanner stopped licking for a moment and stammered, "Uh, what about my
clothes?"  Eric laughed, "Don't worry Tanner. I tossed them into your
room. They'll be there waiting for you when you find your way home."

Tanner hoped he hadn't heard, what he thought he heard. He returned to
licking Austin's balls as Austin asked, "So Eric, you figure out where
we're gonna drop him off yet?"

Eric laughed, "Well I have a couple of spots in mind. Far enough to be a
challenge, but still enough time for him to make it home before it's too
late."

Eric knew they were taking a chance, but figured it wasn't a very big
one. Their parents went to bed really early, and rarely "checked" on the
boys once they went to bed.

His plan was relatively simple. There was a big hill, not too far from
Austin's house. An old industrial road ran up to the top and down the other
side. It was rarely used now and in bad condition. The factory it once
serviced had been abandoned for years and was nestled on the hillside,
overlooking a bunch of fields.

There was an open area on the top of the hill that had a rather nice scenic
view of the valley below. On weekends it was a favorite "make-out" stop for
high school boys and their dates, but this wasn't the weekend.

The other plus, as far as Eric's scheme was concerned was that it was only
about two miles from home. It would be enough of a challenge for his little
brother.

Once there, he and Austin would have some "fun" with Tanner. When they were
done, Tanner would be left there, totally naked, to find his way home. He
hadn't decided whether he would keep the cuffs on him though.

As they neared the bottom of the hill, Eric grinned as he heard Austin moan
and then gasp, "Damn Eric. Your little brother is really good with his
mouth. When you get your thing off, you have to try this!"

Eric laughed, "Trust me! I intend to! That and a lot more, as long as we
have him!"

By the time they pulled to a stop, on the top of the hill, Austin was close
to cumming. Tanner was bobbing up and down on his sizable teen shaft and
driving him wild with his tongue.

Eric watched for a little while before climbing out of the car, and
directing Austin to do the same. Tanner cringed when Eric reached in,
grabbed him out of the car and threw him to the ground.

Austin had seen Eric enraged before, but never quite like this. For now,
any concerns he had about Tanner's eventual reprisals were swept away,
along with any reservations he had about doing "gay" stuff.

"Okay look, you sneaky little shit!" he snarled. "I don't care what happens
for the rest of the year. For now you belong to us! You said you were a
fag, guess I'll have to live with it. You obviously like doing a bunch of
sick fag stuff, so that's what you're gonna get!"  Tanner and Austin were
both genuinely surprised by what Eric did next.

He pulled some pieces of rope out of his pockets, tossed them to Austin,
along with the handcuff key and pointed to a spot in a nearby fence where a
gate once was.

"Okay go ahead and tie him between those posts with his legs and arms
spread as wide as you can. I don't care how much it hurts!"

Tanner had to work really hard to hide his growing fear as Austin tied him
between the posts as directed. He felt so helpless and vulnerable. The only
consolation was, at least his cock was protected by the infernal chastity
device. It was a small consolation though, since his balls were hanging
below it, open and exposed.

Eric's own balls were tingling beneath his chastity device. Seeing his
sneaky little brother strung up like this was more exciting than he cared
to admit.

He looked at Tanner's tight little ass and was glad he had the forethought
to bring along a leather belt.

He handed the belt to Austin and whispered, "Okay, when I give you the nod,
you start whipping his ass. Keep it up until I tell you to stop. Okay?"

Austin nodded and whispered back, "You want me to make him cry?"

Eric grinned, "Oh God, I hope so!"

He walked around in front of Tanner, smiled at him and said, "Okay little
brother, for now there will be some changes in our daily routine. Listen
carefully because I don't want to have to tell you again."

He nodded at Austin, waited for the first blow to impact Tanner's white ass
and then continued.

"So here is the plan. For now, it will be you who is naked anytime we are
home alone!"

Tanner yanked at his bonds as the belt slammed into his ass again.

"Next, starting tomorrow, you will wake me up as soon as mom and dad leave
for work. You will lick my balls, then my pubes and pits, and then my
ass. As soon as this thing is removed, you will start sucking my cock until
I cum in your mouth. And that will be every morning little brother! Got
it?"

It took another sharp blow before Tanner acknowledged it.

"Yea, I fucking got it!" he snapped as he glared at Eric.

Eric nodded at Austin who delivered an even harder blow to Tanner's ass.

"Now is that any way for a slave boy to respond? Five extra hard lashes for
that one little brother!"

Austin delivered five harder blows across Tanner's rapidly reddening
ass. Tanner gritted his teeth, glared at Eric and finally said, "Okay, yes
sir! I get it!"

Eric's grin widened as he said, "Okay, time to see just how tough you
are. Go ahead and give him 50 hard ones across his butt! Scream all you
want Tanner, cause no one will hear you way up here!"

Austin raised the belt and began lashing Tanner's tight little butt. Tanner
gasped with every blow and yanked at his bonds, but didn't scream or
beg. Instead, he just glared at Eric and continued to think about the
things he would do to Eric and Austin in the near future.

While Eric was getting pissed by Tanner's show of toughness, Austin was
actually getting very turned on. His cock seemed to get harder with every
blow to Tanner's ass.

As soon as the last blow was struck, Eric stepped closer to Tanner, tilted
his head up and smiled as he saw the tears in his younger brother's
eyes. "Not such a tough guy after all, are you Tanner?"

Tanner didn't say a word as he stared back at Eric.

After a few moments, Eric looked at Austin and said, "Okay bro. Since
you're the one who's free, you get to do the honors tonight."

He pulled a small bottle of baby oil out of his pocket, tossed it to Austin
and chuckled, "Remember, no mercy! Do him good!"

Eric's smile broadened as he watched Austin pull off his shirt and pants,
grease up his erect shaft, and position himself behind Tanner. Tanner
trembled slightly as he felt the tip of Austin's cock press against his
tight hole. He knew how big Austin was when he was fully erect and tried to
prepare himself for an onslaught of pain.

And what an onslaught it was. Austin started working his way inside
Tanner. Almost immediately, pain shot up through Tanner's gut. It felt like
his ass was being torn.

At Eric's urging, Austin wasted no time at all ramming his giant shaft all
the way in. As his pubes pressed against Tanner's burning ass cheeks,
Tanner did let out a very loud gasp. More tears ran down his face as Austin
began ramming his cock in and out.

Eric was really enjoying watching Tanner's face. It was contorted in
pain. Occasionally he glanced at Austin's face too. It was also contorted,
but not with pain. Austin was clearly enjoying himself.

Eric was sure that Austin was imagining fucking some bitch, probably one of
the cheerleaders. Had he known what Austin was actually thinking about, he
might have gotten a little worried about his long time best friend.

Austin was totally worked up as he humped Tanner without mercy. Once more
his mind filled with a series of wild fantasies. In each one, he was
essentially in Tanner's position. He was the one being punished and fucked.

The most vivid images were the ones that involved football. They had a
common theme. All revolved around some form of punishment for him following
a loss.

In the first one, he imagined himself being forcibly stripped out on the
field, right after the game. He was tied between two posts, on the edge of
the field, facing the crowd. Anyone who wanted to could throw things at
him, slap him, whip him, spank him, whatever.

People laughed as some younger kids played with his cock and made him get
an erection.

In one variation of that theme, he had to cum the number of times that
equaled how many points they lost by. The other team had beaten them by
seven points, so that's how many times he had to ejaculate.

The first few happened relatively quickly. It was mostly kids who jacked
him off, but a couple of angry adults took turns too. The crowd eventually
thinned out. Only a few were left after two hours. His last couple of cums
were dry and hurt like hell.

Then there was the other fantasy. In that one, he was turned over to the
winning team, dragged into their locker room, stripped naked, and then was
forced to "service" the entire team. By the time they let him go, he was
covered with cum and his ass was so sore from all the spankings and
fuckings that he could barely walk.

With those wild thoughts flowing, it didn't take long before Austin let out
a howl and shot volley after volley of his surplus of teen jock cream into
Tanner's ass.

Tanner gasped too as he felt Austin's shaft pulsing inside of him. The pain
was still strong, but so was the pleasure. His cock struggled inside it's
cage. Had it been able to get hard, he just might have cum then as well.

Eric waited for Austin to catch his breath and then get dressed.

While Austin was pulling on his clothes, he untied Tanner, dragged him
across the road and pointed down the road, "Okay little brother. You find
your own way back home. There should be plenty of time. If you get caught,
I'm sure you'll be able to lie your way out of it. You're sneaky enough to
be able to get back inside the house without mom and dad knowing."

Eric gave Tanner's red ass a hard slap and snapped, "Okay! Get moving."

Tanner didn't say a word as he took off running.

The trip down the hill wasn't too bad. The grass on the side of the old
road was pretty thick and therefore easy on his bare feet. As he ran, he
began plotting out his route through the intervening neighbor hoods. The
sun had gone down and it was beginning to get dark. With any luck, he'd be
able to make it all the way home without being seen.

As self confident as Tanner was, there was still something scary about
being totally naked out in public.

With his route planned out, Tanner turned his thoughts to revenge. He
wanted to force Austin and Eric to do some "public" things. The trick would
be to find some stuff that wouldn't get any of them into trouble. It
occurred to him that Sparks might be able to help with that.

As Tanner reached the bottom of the hill and ducked behind some old
industrial buildings, he thought about some of the stories he had read and
the videos he had watched. He wondered if there really were places with
so-called "glory holes" and clubs where guys could be used "publicly." If
there were, Sparks would probably know.

Tanner was able to make it all the way home without incident. He had a few
close calls and someone in a car honked his horn at him just before he
ducked behind some hedges, but he didn't get caught.

While Tanner was working his way back home, Sparks was shopping at a sex
shop. He got everything on Tanner's list and then some. Knowing that the
objects would soon be used on him, made his cock super hard.

Cock and ball torture had been at the center of so many of his fantasies,
so, not surprisingly, he threw in a bunch of extra things designed
specifically for that. Some of the nastiest ones were these hinged metal
cylinders filled with spring-loaded spikes. Some were designed to be used
as ball stretchers and the others to fit over a guy's cock. He cringed a
little as he imagined Tanner putting those devices on him.

By the time he got back to his apartment, his cock was throbbing really
hard and he was leaking a lot of pre-cum. The leaking continued as he
stripped naked, unwrapped all his purchases and re-packed them in a large
gym bag.

When he was done, he lay down on the floor and fondled himself. His
thoughts turned to Tanner. He had no clue as to where this dark desire had
come from. All he knew was that it had been with him for a while. The
thought of being dominated, and more specifically, tortured sexually by a
teenaged boy was a major turn on. He wanted it so badly.

He hoped that Tanner would be as sadistic as he had imagined. While he was
a little worried about the fact that Tanner was underage, the thing that
concerned him the most was the other members of his "gang." His control
over the group was absolute. What if Tanner decided to "turn-him-over" to
them? They would definitely not show him the slightest bit of mercy.

The thought did cross his mind that perhaps he should modify the deal he
had with Tanner. However, the more he thought about it, the more convinced
he became that he couldn't do that. His obedience to his young master had
to be absolute! If Tanner wanted to give him to the other guys, then so be
it.

Somehow, Sparks managed to keep himself from making himself cum. As
difficult as it would be, he would hold off until his Master told him he
could cum.

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Okay, so the rest of the week wasn't all that wild. Tanner and Dillon were
acting pretty much the same as they did before Dillon had turned up the
heat on Tanner's slavery deal. It took less than a day for Tanner to start
"climbing the walls" because of the chastity device he was wearing.

He tried to get Dillon to give him at least some idea about how long he
would have to wear the thing and when he would be back in full control of
Austin and Eric, but Dillon wouldn't give him a hint. After the thing on
the field on Tuesday night, Dillon had decided that he would let things go
on for a full month. He wanted to see how crazy Tanner would get having to
wear the chastity device for a full month.

They continued meeting Josh at lunch every day in school, but didn't do
that much with him, other than jacking him off under the table, and making
him cum in his pants.

The ended up deciding to hold off on doing anything at the theater with
Eric and Austin. Josh had indicated that he would do whatever they wanted,
but thought it was a good idea to wait just a little bit, since the two
older teens were just starting to work their.

At home, Eric was having a good time tormenting Tanner. As he had ordered,
each morning before school, Tanner came into his room, totally naked.

Eric got naked too, and then lay on his bed so that Tanner could lick his
pits, balls, pubes and feet. Then he rolled over and had Tanner lick his
crack and stick his tongue in his hole.

When Tanner was done, Eric bent Tanner over his lap and spanked him until
his little ass turned bright red.

As he slapped a way, he reminded Tanner that as soon as Dillon removed his
chastity device, Tanner would be sucking his cock as well.

One of the main reasons that Tanner and Dillon didn't do all that much with
each other during the week was that both were pre-occupied with other
matters.

Tanner was working on his plans for Sparks and Dillon was getting things
started with Jeff.

There were a couple of significant "events" that did happen during the week
though. Both of them happened on Thursday.

<<<<<<<<<<<<<< AUSTIN MAKES A DISCOVERY >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>

The first happened just after football practice. It was just dumb luck that
it did. It had been a rather grueling practice, and everyone was anxious to
hit the showers and get home.  Austin was anxious as well. Eric was running
some extra laps out on the field. The idea being to give the other guys
time to shower and leave, before he undressed in the locker room. Unlike
Austin, he was still wearing a chastity device.

Austin, stripped down, wrapped a towel around his waist and headed towards
the showers. On his way, he decided to drop his shoes off on the counter in
the equipment room. They needed repaired or replaced.

He had just placed them on the end of the counter when he heard a noise
from across the room. It sounded like heavy breathing.

Everyone else was in the showers and his curiosity was aroused.

He tiptoed across the room towards the noise. It was coming from behind a
big equipment rack. As he neared the rack, the sound was
unmistakable. Someone was behind the rack, jacking off.

Austin peeked around the rack, and his mouth dropped open.

The noise was coming from Colby, the hot redhead who was one of the back-up
quarterbacks. He was totally naked, laying on his back on a bench, and
jacking off furiously. What made the scene so much more exciting was the
fact that he was sniffing a jockstrap while he did it.

Austin's cock rose quickly as he watched the incredible scene. Colby's lean
body glistened with sweat. He wasn't as "built up" as Austin was, but he
did have a respectable set of six-pack abs and a very narrow waist.

Not surprisingly, Austin's eyes focused on Colby's body from the waist
down. It was the first time that Austin had really given Colby's body a
look like this.

He had a decent sized circumcised cock, not as big as Austin's, but still
respectable. He also had a very nice set of low-hanging balls. What really
captured Austin's attention was the color of Colby's pubic hair. He had
never paid that much attention to it before, but now it was making him hot.

Actually it wasn't just the pubic hair that caught his interest. All of
Colby's hair, from the neck down was just as red as the hair on his
head. That included his armpits, treasure trail, pubes, and the light
coating on his legs.

Austin continued watching from hiding. Watching another guy jack off like
this was incredibly arousing. Colby was even more animated when he
masturbated than Austin was. His chest was heaving up and down and his body
was shaking as he pounded away.

Austin's own cock really started to throb as he glanced at Colby's
face. Not only was he sniffing the jock while he jacked off, but he was
actually licking the pouch.

Without thinking, he began rubbing his hard cock through his towel. He
could tell by the way Colby's muscle's were tightening that he was getting
close to cumming.  Somehow, Austin managed to keep himself from cumming as
he watched Colby's cock explode. The first shot flew over Colby's head. The
second and third splatterd on his chest and stomach.

At that point, Austin backed away and snuck out of the room. He needed time
to think. Somehow he managed to get into the shower room and get to a spot
in the corner. He faced the wall to hide his arousal and started showering.

Had it not been for the thing with the jock, Austin might have written the
whole thing off as Colby just super horny. Sniffing and licking a sweaty
jock, however, seemed awfully gay. He wondered if Colby really was gay, or
at the very least bi-sexual.

More significantly, he started to wonder if there might be a way to get
Colby involved in the "things" that were happening. It would have to be
handled carefully though, to keep Eric from freaking out.

Austin had a difficult time finishing his shower. He couldn't stop thinking
about Colby and the implications of what he had just witnessed. And because
he couldn't stop thinking about it, his cock stayed hard.

It was when Colby entered the shower room and took a spot a few showerheads
away, that Austin turned the water to cold. It took a few minutes for his
aching cock to soften enough so that he could turn around and finish
rinsing off.

Still, with Colby there, he decided not to take any chances. He finished as
fast as he could, and headed back to the locker room.

Eric was the only other guy there and was sitting on a bench with a towel
wrapped around his waist. He looked annoyed as he turned to Austin and
asked, "Shit Man? Who the hell is still here?"

Austin pulled off his towel and finished drying himself as he said, "Oh
that's Colby. My guess is he probably won't be too long."

Eric grumbled, "I fucking hope not! I need to shower fast, so we can get to
work. I guess we'll have to settle for some hot dogs at the theater
tonight."

Fortunately for Eric, Colby finished his shower quickly, got dressed and
left.

Alone at last, Eric rushed to the showers. He would definitely be glad when
the damn chastity device was off. It was getting really stressful trying to
hide the thing in the locker room.

Their night at the theater was totally uneventful. It was just their second
night and the theater manager kept them occupied the entire evening. Josh
grinned as he watched the manager lead them around to ensure they knew what
was expected. The guy did it with all the new hires.

While Eric and Austin were working, another event was unfolding.

<<<<<<<<<<<< THE SCOUT PATROL MEETING >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>

Jeff's patrol from the Scout troop was having a patrol meeting. It was at
one of the boy's houses, inside the garage that had been converted to a rec
room. As luck would have it, the boy's parents were both at a Scout troop
committee meeting at the school.

There were actually eight boys in the patrol, but only seven were there
that night. Dillon was there too.

It was a nervous looking Jeff, who called the meeting to order. They did
the obligatory reciting of the Scout Oath and Law and the Pledge of
Allegiance then got into the main part of the meeting.

A Troop campout was coming up and Jeff had to review the cooking and
cleanup assignments for that weekend. It didn't take long.

As they finished reviewing their plans, Dillon could tell there was an air
of "anticipation" in the room. A few of the boys had been involved with the
Tanner "kidnapping" thing and had already met Dillon. Their was the logical
assumption that Dillon's appearance there was an indication that something
similar was about to take place.

Dillon looked around the room and sized up the boys as they chattered about
the campout. At 14, Jeff was the oldest, and clearly the most athletic
looking of the group. The others were all 13, and though they were not
quite as developed as Jeff was, all seemed really fit.

That was not all that surprising since the private school they all went to,
placed a major emphasis on fitness and sports. Boys in their early teens
who were having difficulty shedding residual "baby fat" were put on a
special regimen.

Once the campout planning was finished, Jeff essentially turned the meeting
over to Dillon.

All eyes were on Dillon as he stood up, walked to the front of the room and
said, "Okay, some of you guys met me before tonight and helped me out. What
you all might not know is that guy who you kidnapped and messed with is my
slave. Do you know what that means?"

There were grins and giggles before one of them said, "Yea! It means he has
to do whatever you say, no matter what! Right?"

Dillon nodded and smiled as he responded, "Yea! That's right! No matter
what! He has to do whatever I say. Now before any of you ask, it's not
important how he got to be my slave. He just is. So we'll leave it at
that."

One of the boys, a particularly young looking kid with bright blond hair,
raised his hand and asked as he blushed, "So he really does have to do
anything. You know like strip and stuff if you tell him too?"

Dillon chuckled, "That's right. It's like I said! Anything!"

The boys seemed really impressed and were excited. Hell, what boy that age
wouldn't be excited. Their excitement continued to grow as Dillon went on.

He explained that his primary reason for being there was to get them to
help with not only that slave boy, but some others as well.

That got their complete attention.

Dillon's own excitement grew as he continued. He just loved this feeling of
power. He also loved seeing the anxious look on Jeff's face.

"Okay, now the important thing is this, nobody else outside of your patrol
can know about any of this! You guys will all have to swear never to tell
anyone else! This is a total secret! I'm serious! If anyone blabs about
this, it's over and you guys will never hear from me again."

How much more exciting and intriguing could this get. Boys that age tend to
have their own "sacred" honor code. You make a promise to keep a secret,
you keep it! Fail to do so and you risk being "cast out!"

They all agreed to keep quiet about it and were anxious to know when things
would get started.

Dillon smiled some more and said, "Okay, I think you guys can be
trusted. Just one quick question for all of you. There's this guy who's 14
who I'd like you guys to mess with on a regular basis. And when I say mess
with, I mean torture and humiliate him. Punish him whenever you want and
make him do nasty stuff. And yea, that means sex stuff. Now my question is,
with that in mind, what kinds of things would you do to him?"

Dillon grinned as he looked at Jeff's face. He looked white as a ghost. He
got even whiter as the ideas started flowing. Dillon was actually pretty
impressed. For guys who didn't have a whole lot of experience they were
doing extremely well.

One of them wanted to know if the guy had hair above his cock. Dillon said
that he did and the suggestion was made that they shave it all off. They
all liked that, but then decided it would be more fun to start by plucking
the hairs out and then finish by shaving what was left.

There would be whippings and spankings on a regular basis, along with ball
paddling and they'd also torture him with hot wax. And of course, he would
have to give them blow jobs whenever they wanted and jack off while they
watched.

They had plenty of other ideas and would have gone on talking about them
had Dillon not called a halt to things. He got them all to quiet down and
then said, "Okay, I think you guys are on the right track. So would you
like to start tonight?"

Of course they did!

Dillon was really loving this moment. He let them stew for a couple of
minutes, then turned to Jeff and said, "Okay Jeff, come over here and face
the members of your patrol."

Jeff walked over, turned towards the other boys and waited nervously.  It
seemed that so far, the others hadn't figured it out yet. They started to
when Dillon looked at Jeff and said, "Okay Jeff, take off your shoes and
socks. Now!"

Jeff started breathing faster as he followed Dillon's commands. His shoes
and socks were followed by his shirt and scout shorts.

Once he was standing there, in front of the others, wearing just his tight
white briefs, with his hands behind his head, Dillon looked at the boys and
announced, "And here he is, your slave boy!"

Just about every mouth dropped open at the same time. At first a few
thought it was a joke, but then realized Dillon was being serious when
Dillon continued.

"Okay now, so here's the deal. Like I said before, no one else can know
about this arrangement. I'm serious! From now on, Jeff here is your slave
boy. He will follow all orders you guys give to him. The only exception
being ones that would almost definitely get him into serious trouble. Like
you can't order him to run naked through the mall and jack-off in the food
court out in plain sight."

"There are things like that which could be done. You just have to be cool
about it."

One of them asked, "What about torture and that kind of stuff?"

Dillon laughed, "Oh yea! No problem there. Make him scream and beg whenever
you want. That's cool."

Sweat was beginning to run down Jeff's sides as he looked at the nasty
grins on his patrol members' faces. As close as he was with most of them,
when it came to something like this, there would be absolutely no
mercy. Three of them, in particular, were very cruel when it came to
dreaming up penalties and punishments for their games.

Dillon let them consider the situation for a few more minutes then said,
"Oh and the other thing is this. Jeff is still your patrol leader and may
soon have another leadership position in your troop. When you guys are
doing Scouting stuff, you have to treat him as your leader. Otherwise,
someone else might catch on."

"Lastly, don't worry about how this happened. It doesn't matter, and Jeff
isn't allowed to tell you how he got to be my slave boy. If you guys do a
good job with him, I'll hook you guys up with some other slaves
too. Assuming, of course, that you guys might be interested in doing the
same shit with some guys who are around 17 or so."

There was no question about them liking that idea. The thought of being
able to control some older teenage boys was really exciting.

With that thought in mind, Dillon turned Jeff over to them. He wasn't sure
how much time they had left before they had to leave, and wanted to see
what they would do to him first.

Not surprisingly, they pulled his briefs off right away. All took turns
fondling his cock and balls until he was fully erect, which didn't take
long.

They had a little trouble deciding on what to do next, then finally decided
on making Jeff "walk the gauntlet."

Dillon watched while they prepared Jeff. A couple of them laid a pole
across Jeff's shoulders, behind his neck, stretched his arms out to the
ends of the pole and tied his wrists to it.

Two other guys tied his feet together, with just enough play in between to
hobble along, taking baby steps.

While they were preparing him, the "baby-faced" kid with the bright blond
hair came over and started talking to Dillon.

"You know how this works?" the kid asked.

Dillon shook his head, "No, not really."

The kid smiled and said, "Well, it's like one of the toughest penalties for
some of the games we play. You can also get it if you screw up on a campout
and cost the patrol some points in the inter-patrol competitions."

The kid wanted to keep talking so Dillon encouraged him, "Okay, so what
happens next?"

"Well, next we all line up and take off our belts. The guy going through it
gets blindfolded, right after we roll the dice to see how many times he has
to walk the gauntlet. When it starts, he has to walk down the line as fast
as he is able to while everyone in the line whips him with their belts. If
he falls over, he has to go back to the beginning of the line and start
again."

Dillon thought for a moment then asked, "And I guess they can whip him as
hard as they want, and where ever they want, right?"

The kid grinned and said, "Oh yea! Most of the guys aim for the guy's cock
and balls or his ass."

Dillon considered it for a moment, then asked, "So have you ever had to do
it?"

The kid blushed and said, "Well, no not yet. But it could happen. It's
pretty scary."

They would have talked some more if it hadn't been time to start.

Dillon watched as the kid took his place in line, and Jeff began his first
pass down the line. The dice had been rolled and he would make 8 passes
down the line.

Though he was allowed to move as fast as he could, the way his feet were
tied he had to go very slowly. Any concern that Dillon may have had about
the boys showing their patrol leader any mercy, were banished during his
first pass down the line.

Everyone was lashing Jeff's naked body as hard as they could, and like the
kid had said, most aimed for Jeff's genitals and his ass.

By the time he completed his fourth pass, his body was glistening with
sweat and was covered with some nasty red welts.

The last few passes seemed particularly brutal. The boys seemed intent on
spreading out the red marks and had begun focusing on Jeff's chest,
stomach, back and thighs.

Jeff managed to get close to the end before his gasps started to turn to
screams.

"OH GOD! AHHHHHHHHHHHH!" he began to cry out as the last bunch of lashes
tore into him.

His eyes burnt from the tears that were trapped under the blindfold.

When it was finally over, Jeff was untied, forced down on his knees and
ordered to suck each patrol. The boys formed a circle around Jeff, pulled
down their shorts and waited anxiously for their turn.

Dillon's cock got super hard as he watched the boys shoot their loads of
young teen cum into Jeff's mouth and onto his face.

When all had "done" their thing, Jeff was ordered to jack off, catch his
own cum and then eat it.

This was one of the things Dillon actually seemed to enjoy the most. There
was something extremely exciting about watching a naked guy, down on his
knees, being forced to masturbate with others watching.

Despite the fact that his cock and balls, and the rest of his body were
aching, Jeff quickly got his cock fully erect very quickly and began
stroking like crazy.

His body shook as he glanced at the boys watching him. He felt embarrassed,
humiliated, but was getting more and more turned on as he thought about the
future. He was a slave to the boys in his patrol, a sex slave. They could
torture him, punish him, humiliate him for fun, and use his body for sex.

It was those thoughts that triggered the inevitable response. To everyone's
delight, Jeff cried out and shot volley after volley of his creamy white
seed into his cupped hand. It took a little while for him to catch his
breath and to lick the cum out of his hand.

While there were some who wanted to do more that night, the group decided
they had better not chance it. They had already gone past the time when the
patrol meeting was supposed to be over and needed to get home.

Jeff was allowed to get dressed while the others straightened up and then
filed out.  The last one to leave was the blond kid, it was, after all, his
house. He lingered for a while, and would only leave when Dillon promised
to call him on his cell phone soon. He made sure Dillon had the number, and
then walked him to the door.

"Remember, call me soon. It's kind of important!" the kid said.

"Not to worry. I will!" Dillon shouted back as he walked down the driveway.

He wondered what could possibly be so important.

As he walked across the field towards the woods and his house beyond, his
thoughts turned back to Jeff. He hadn't had a chance to talk to Jeff
afterwards and gave him a quick call on his cell.

He did a good job playing the part of the "Master" and sounding
firm. Without having to ask, Jeff volunteered that he was aching and was
gonna soak in the tub for awhile before going to bed.

No one had noticed anything unusual about him when he got home. Thankfully
all the red marks were covered by his clothes. Well, except for a few red
marks on his lower thighs, but he had been able to slip into his room
without them being seen.

Dillon resisted the urge to ask Jeff if he was having any second
thoughts. He didn't have to.

Towards the end of the conversation Jeff started babbling on about how much
he liked Dillon being his Master. He reiterated his promise to do
absolutely whatever Dillon ordered.

Dillon reminded him to follow all orders received from the members of his
patrol and to stay in touch.

By the time they hung up, Jeff was once again fully boned. He pulled on a
bathrobe and headed to the bathroom.

As he filled the tub with warm water, his thoughts returned, once again to
his status as a slave. He didn't know why it was so exciting, it just
was. He slipped into the warm waters, laid back, and closed his eyes as he
considered the next day. The boys in his patrol would all see him at
school. He wondered if they would have some orders for him during
school. That thought made his cock and balls really tingle.

Jeff's cock and balls weren't the only ones tingling that night.

<<<<<<<<< MEANWHILE AT TANNER'S HOUSE >>>>>>>>>>>>

While Dillon was at Jeff's patrol meeting, Tanner was at home working at
his computer. He had started the evening working on his Ebay store then
shifted to other matters.

He got really excited when he got an Email from his bank. Sparks had
apparently set up the direct deposit for his paychecks, and a confirmation
was required. He clicked on the confirmation link and smiled when he got a
final confirmation email, moments later. Beginning a week from Friday,
Sparks' future paychecks would be deposited directly into Tanner's account.
Following that, Tanner got on Skype and gave Sparks a call. He was pleased
to find out that Sparks was at home alone in his apartment and was able to
talk freely and openly and was able to engage in a video chat.

One of the funny things about the chat that ensued, was Tanner's
"on-again", "off-again" demeanor as a "Master." He was trying so hard to be
the "all-seeing" young Master, but couldn't help dropping out of that role
at various times. He was, after-all barely 15. As smart as he was, and as
well-read, he still lacked experience. He was learning fast though.

The "on-again", "off-again" thing didn't bother Sparks at all. In fact, it
made the entire situation that much more exciting.

In his quest to find a young "Master", he had been in and out of various
chat rooms on the net. Try as he might, he couldn't find anyone who seemed
to be what he was looking for. Most were older guys "posing" as teenagers,
or teenagers just fooling around.

And, of course, there had always been the possibility of cops posing as
teenagers.

His initial encounter with Tanner and his brother in the park had been just
dumb-luck. While his primary interest was in being on the receiving end of
things, no matter what the young guy looked like, it definitely helped that
Tanner was one little teenaged hottie!

The video chat started off with Tanner doing his best to act his part. He
reminded Sparks of his role as a total slave. Sparks confirmed not only his
willingness, but also his strong desire to please his young master in
everyway possible.

It was after that, that Tanner's adolescent curiosity took over. He was
anxious to know more about Sparks. He wanted to know everything.

Things started off with a sort of virtual tour of Sparks apartment, using
his laptop camera.

It was actually more like a townhouse.

The more Tanner saw of it and heard, the more excited he became.

It was on the end of one of the units. The one next to his was vacant, and
probably would be for a while.

The central feature was his bedroom loft. It overlooked the living room and
had a big picture window. The downside of the window was that there was a
hill just outside of it that had a jogging trail on it. When his drapes
were open, you could see right inside.

Tanner smiled as he considered that. It wasn't a "drawback" as far as he
was concerned.

There was also a large bathroom with a walk-in shower and a separate
bathtub with a whirlpool. It also excited Tanner's imagination since it was
in the corner of the room and had two windows overlooking a small commons
area. Pull up the shades, and stand up, and anyone outside could see you.

One of the other things that excited Tanner was the fact that the complex
had a swimming pool, exercise room, and sauna, which was available to all
tenants.

With the virtual tour over, the conversation shifted to Sparks' personal
history.

Tanner insisted that he strip down completely before they continued
talking, and that Sparks would "frame" his view so as to include his crotch
while they talked.

He was going to tell Sparks to get hard, but he didn't have to. He had been
that way moments after Tanner called him.

To say that Tanner got more than he had bargained for would be an
understatement! Listening to Sparks tell his story was like watching a
"made-for-TV drama.

Sparks told Tanner things about his life he had never told anyone before.

He was from a totally broken home. His father ran off when he was 9. His
mother worked as a nurse and was almost never home.

As a young boy, Sparks had very few friends. Part of that was probably due
to his "chip-on-the- shoulder" attitude. He took shit from no one, and got
into fights frequently. The detention rooms in his junior and senior high
schools might have been named after him, since he spent so much time in
them.

Though he was a natural when it came to most sports, he was never able to
stay on any team for very long due to his attitude and his propensity for
fighting. Hell, he got thrown off the hockey team for fighting. Go figure!

Somehow he managed to get into his high school's vo-tech program where he
excelled in auto-mechanics. For the bulk of his remaining years in high
school, he focused on to two things. The first was learning all he could
about cars and motorcycles, and the second was working out.

When he wasn't in the auto shop, he was out running, lifting weights at
home, or working out in the school gym. That was all he needed, as far as
he was concerned. Well that and some spending money, which he earned
through the auto-mechanic's intern program.

Following graduation, he worked briefly at a local garage, then ran off
with a biker gang.

He rode with them for a year, before he finally saw the light. After many
fights and too many narrow brushes with the law, he just punched out. His
skills as a motorcycle mechanic were considerable and he was able to land
the job he currently held fairly quickly.

Tanner was somewhat mesmerized listening to Sparks' rendition of his "wild"
years. For a young teenager, just beginning his "rebellious" period, there
was something very inviting about that.

As anxious as Tanner was to hear more, he decided to cut things off and
wait until Sunday. He told Sparks he would be in touch to give him his
final instructions for that day. Once again, he needed time to think and
plan.

<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<< FRIDAY >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>

Friday might have been called "Freaky Friday" for various reasons. Perhaps
the most significant was Tanner.

He had the chastity thing on since Tuesday evening and was really freaking
out. Dillon was getting a major kick out of it though. He had never seen
Tanner acting so screwy before. The fact that he was having to lick Eric's
balls, ass and armpits every morning was adding to his distress.

Dillon made it worse by having Tanner jack Josh off, under the table during
their regular lunchtime meeting. Feeling Josh's cock throb in his hand made
Tanner's cock and balls tingle and reminded him just how badly he needed to
cum.

He had another reminder right after school.

Dillon had arranged for the two of them to meet Eric in some big bushes
behind the gym. He announced that he was pleased with the way Eric had
cooperated and made Tanner remove the chastity device from Eric's cock

Eric's cock shot right up and he reminded Tanner that beginning the next
morning it would be in Tanner's mouth.

Eric had to run to catch the team bus for the away football game, so there
was no time for anything else to happen.

With Eric gone, Tanner started thinking about what he might possibly do to
get Dillon to release him from the chastity device. He didn't really have
anything to offer though since he was already Dillon's slave boy, and had
to do whatever he said.

Dillon probably wouldn't have considered it anyway. He was having just too
much fun experimenting with dominating other boys. For the first time in
his life, he was the one in control of things and he was just loving
it. What was most amazing about it was that it had been all so easy.

The walk home from school was a quiet one until they were about a block
from Tanner's house. Dillon had decided he wanted to spend some "quality
time" with Tanner.

Everyone else they were "involved" with was tied up doing other
things. Austin and Eric were at an away football game and wouldn't be back
until it was really late. Josh had some big family thing going on and would
be gone the entire weekend. Jeff and his patrol were on a troop
campout. The only other "person of interest" was Sparks and things weren't
really getting totally started with him until Sunday.

So that left just Tanner and Dillon.

With Tanner's house in sight, Dillon turned to Tanner and said, "Okay,
look! It's just us tonight and I have some things I want to do with you
slave boy. So you go on home, take care of your Ebay shit, and whatever
else you have to, get something to eat, and then meet me at the Lookout
Point on the edge of the woods at 6 o'clock. Got it?"

Tanner nodded and said, "Ummm, yea, okay. I mean okay sir."

He was still having a little trouble getting used to saying that to
Dillon. Hell, up until just a few days ago, they had been simply best
friends and the slave thing was just sort of a game between them.

Now Dillon seemed so serious about it. Probably the oddest thing about it
though was the fact that Tanner wasn't even considering trying to back out
of the whole deal. If anything, it just seemed to make their friendship
stronger. Tanner was actually getting a major kick out of Dillon's rapidly
emerging aggressiveness.

With Dillon's most recent order out of the way, they split off. Both were
excited about the evening's "event." Tanner might have been even more
excited if he hadn't been wearing the infernal chastity thing. It seemed
like with each passing hour he was becoming more desperate to be able to
get an erection and then jack-off.

<<<<<<<<<<< AUSTIN'S DILEMA >>>>>>>>>>>

As the team bus drove down the freeway, Austin was doing what he usually
did before a game. He was running through the playbook and reviewing all
the plays. While most of the plays were called by the coach on the
sidelines, as the senior quarterback, he did have the option to change the
play if he saw something. He didn't do it all that often, but when he did,
it usually worked.

On this day though, Austin was having trouble focusing. He still couldn't
get his mind off what he had seen Colby doing in the equipment room and
Colby was sitting across the aisle from him, with his legs up on the seat
in front of him.

It really wouldn't have mattered if he had simply been jacking off. What
complicated things was the fact he was sniffing and licking a sweaty jock
while he did it.

The more he thought about it, the more he started to think that Colby was
secretly gay. He was definitely not the stereotypical fag though. Then
again, what was stereotypical? He didn't consider himself to be gay and yet
he was getting increasingly excited about doing stuff that was clearly
gay. Hell, he had almost cum under his towel as he watched Colby jacking
off.  The problem he was having was what to do about what he had seen, if
anything. Should he say something to Colby? If so what? And for what
reason? Should he try to get Colby "involved" in stuff with Tanner and
Dillon? Again, if so, why?

Other crazy thoughts went through his head.

Though Colby was one of the backup quarterbacks, he played defense
mostly. During scrimmages at practice was it just his imagination or did
Colby seem to take a lot of time getting off of him after making a tackle?
Was Colby "eyeing" him in the showers? And so on.

Somehow he managed to regain his focus on the playbook for the majority of
the trip. Still, it wasn't easy.

<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<< TANNER & DILLON >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>

Tanner got to the Lookout Point almost 30 minutes early. He thought it
would be a good place to think.

As he sat on a big rock, and gazed out across the field, he thought about
everything that had happened and would continue to happen. Ever since he
began reading the stories about BDSM and domination on the Internet, he
knew he wanted to do that stuff in real life.

He also realized that he wasn't like "most" of the guys in those
stories. While some liked to experience things "both ways", most
didn't. Tanner did like being the guy in-charge and "dishing" it out. He
loved making other guys suffer with pain and humiliation, especially guys
that were older them him, like Austin, Eric and now Sparks.

Yet, there were definitely times when he got turned on by being the one who
was the submissive. This was one of those times. His heart started beating
faster as he thought about Dillon and what he might have planned for
him. While other guys might have been mad at Dillon, Tanner really
wasn't. The only thing he was annoyed about was the chastity device. It was
driving him crazy.

Dillon was thinking too as he walked through the woods. He had brought the
backpack full of the sex toys that his sister had given him and a bunch of
other things. He hadn't quite decided exactly what he wanted to do with
Tanner though.

Tanner stood up and waved as he saw Dillon coming up the hill. His balls
tingled as he noticed the backpack Dillon was carrying.

As soon as he reached Tanner, Dillon dropped the pack on the ground and
said, "Well, looks like it's just the two of us tonight."

Tanner giggled, "Yea, like old times, huh?"

For the moment, Tanner's "slave" status seemed to be set aside as the two
chattered about everything else that was happening. Dillon gave Tanner some
more details on everything that had happened with Jeff and his patrol, and
Tanner filled him in on his latest conversation with Sparks.

Both of them were really excited about that.

"I still can't believe he's going for it! I mean holy shit!" Dillon
stammered.

Tanner grinned and said, "Yea, it is totally wild. Even better than in a
couple of the stories I read. I guess he's been thinking about doing
something like this for awhile, but just couldn't find the right guy to do
it with."

Dillon giggled and teased, "And you are such a `RIGHT' guy!"

Tanner thought for a moment then said, "Yea, I guess I am! He'll find out
on Sunday, just how `RIGHT' I am!"

That triggered a long discussion about Tanner's plans for Sparks. It was
supposed to last all day.

At first Dillon was a little disappointed that Tanner had changed his
plans. He licked the idea of making Sparks ride his motorcycle somewhere,
in just his speedos and boots. Or better yet wearing just a jock.

He felt better about it when Tanner explained his revised plan.

He would spend the day at Sparks' apartment and do everything there. After
seeing the layout, he had decided it would be the perfect place for a day
of torture. The windows in Sparks' bedroom and bathroom also provided some
opportunities for humiliation.

Dillon got more excited when Tanner told him the other part of his plan. It
was classic Tanner! Sneaky, but realistic.

Like they were on most Sundays, Tanner parents would be gone the entire
day. Eric had to work at the theater beginning at 10 in the morning. That
meant Dillon could use Tanner's computer and be able to see most of what
was going on in Sparks' apartment via Webcam. Something he couldn't do at
his own house because of his Dad's monitoring software.

Dillon loved the revised plan. It would make for a very "interesting"
Sunday.

They talked about the Webcam thing for a bit before getting into the stuff
Tanner planned to do with Sparks. Things would start off fairly simply.

Tanner would arrive at Sparks place around 9 AM. Since Austin wasn't
working that day, he would have Austin drive him there and remain their for
the full day.

Dillon liked that idea. With Austin there, Tanner could make them do things
to each other.

"I know Eric and Austin are supposed to be in charge of you right now, so
I'll tell Austin that is off for Sunday. He'll be yours totally for the
day." Dillon announced.

Tanner teased, "Oh that's very considerate of you dude! I don't suppose you
would be considerate enough to take this thing off my cock for the day,
would you?"

Dillon teased right back, "Oh no dude! I'm not that considerate! I want to
see how long it'll take for you to get really desperate."

Tanner laughed, "Well it was worth a try. Anyway, since I'll have the two
of them there, I thought I'd start off with a bunch of forced
exercises. You know make them both work up a lot of sweat. I'll have them
compete against each other for things like who can do the most sit-ups,
push-ups, pull-ups and so on. The loser will get some nasty penalty."

Dillon smiled, "Yea that sounds cool. Make the penalties really hard or
super humiliating."

"Yea, I'm planning on it. I was also thinking about having them do some
stuff in front of the window. I'll have to see how that goes though."
Tanner added.

The conversation shifted to the list of "toys" that Sparks had
purchased. Both were most excited about the "electro" device. It had
attachments specifically designed for cock and ball tortures and both were
anxious to try them out.

Tanner concluded the discussion by noting that all although Austin would be
there, the primary focus would be on Sparks. While Eric and Austin were
just about "there", Sparks had a fully developed man's body. Making him beg
and scream would be an even bigger thrill than doing it to the others.

The last part of their talk was sort of funny. Dillon had pulled some
leather wrist and ankle restraints out of his backpack and handed them to
Tanner, who put them on as he talked.

"I really do like Sparks' body. I keep looking at those pictures of him. He
is so hot." Tanner chattered.

Dillon had to agree. Sparks' was definitely hot. At 21, his body was in
tip-top shape. He looked like a cross between a swimmer and a wrestler, but
a wrestler who competed in the middle weights. He had clearly defined and
developed biceps, pecs, and abs and his legs were firm. He also had a
fairly narrow waist.

The other thing that made Sparks stand out was his face. It was lean and
chiseled and had a sort of perpetual tiny coating of dark facial hair on
his cheeks and chin, which made him look a little rough. That was capped
off with a full head of close-cropped golden hair.

Tanner had seen the rest of Sparks' body and was definitely excited.

Sparks had a really thick patch of pubic hair that sort of sparkled with
some golden highlights. He also had a very respectable "treasure trail"
leading down from his navel.

Judging by the rather narrow tan-line, it seemed clear that when Sparks was
at the beach or pool, he wore speedos.

And then there was his manly "equipment." It was both manly and
impressive. Tanner wasn't that good at figuring out measurements but could
tell that Sparks would be in the upper strata when it came to penis size.

Hiss circumcised cock was not as long as Austin's was, but was a lot
thicker and the mushroom head seemed more pronounced. Anyone getting fucked
by Sparks would definitely feel it!

And then there were his balls. They were definitely larger than Austin's
and Eric's and hung a lot lower. They also had a light coating of curly
hair.

If there was one part of Sparks' body that seemed slightly out of place, it
was his butt. Tanner had expected it to be muscular and dimpled like
Austin's and Eric's.

It wasn't.

In fact, it was probably the most "boyish" part of Spark's entire body.

It wasn't overly big, quite small actually. What was there though could be
described as a classic little bubble butt! It was perfectly rounded and
looked like it belonged to an 11 year old instead of a 21 year old man. It
was creamy white and smooth and was oh so spank-able!

By the time Tanner had the restraints on, both boys were ready for some
action. It was one of those times when both of their desires were
"in-sync."

Tanner wanted to be "challenged" and Dillon wanted to challenge him.

Years later, the two best friends might be able to look back on these
moments and figure out what had started to happen. At the moment, neither
one realized just how "effective" their partnership was becoming.

They would read stories on the Internet describing various humiliations and
tortures and also come up with ideas of their own. When he was in the right
mood, which was fairly frequently, Tanner was the "more-than-willing" test
subject.

Dillon loved testing things out on Tanner. The ones that were toughest for
Tanner, were invariably used with the others. It was actually quite a
"turn-on" for Tanner to put the older guys through the same things Dillon
put him through and to have them "break" long before he did.

Sadly for most of those guys, Tanner had an extremely high level of
tolerance for pain and actually reveled in public humiliation.

The public humiliation thing was somewhat of an oddity for Tanner
though. In spite of everything they were doing, and an obvious
"exhibitionist" tendency, Tanner never totally lost his "shyness" about
being naked in front of others.  He blushed almost every time he was
ordered to strip and especially when he had to masturbate with others
watching.

As embarrassed as he was though, there was no escaping the fact that he was
also excited by it.

Anyway! On this particular evening, Dillon had decided to focus less on
pain and torture, and more on humiliation.

"Okay slave boy! Strip down! Take everything off! When you are done, bundle
up all your clothes and take them back to your house. Put them behind that
big holly bush beside the back gate, then come back and find me. I'll be
somewhere on the edge of that field down there!" Dillon commanded.

Both boys' hearts began to pound faster as Tanner rushed to obey.

By the time Tanner was totally naked and had hurried off with his bundle of
clothes, Dillon's cock was fully erect and throbbing. Dang how he loved
seeing Tanner naked, and making him do things.

Tanner's cock would have been hard too, if it wasn't for the chastity
thing. His balls were tingling though as he picked his way carefully along
the path through the woods.

Part of the thrill of this "challenge" was that there was always the
possibility of being seen and/or outright caught. There were a bunch of
trails winding through these woods, which were frequented by kids from the
neighborhood.

Tanner would be hard-pressed to explain not only his nakedness, but also
the fact he was wearing a chastity devices and had the leather wrist and
ankle restraints on.

Fortunately, on this particular night, no one was around. Tanner made it to
the fence behind his house, stashed his bundle of clothes and then hurried
back into the woods.

Dillon had been vague about exactly where he would be. It was a big field
and it could take awhile for Tanner to find him. That, of course, was also
part of the thrill.

Dillon was trying to be as sneaky as possible. He figured that Tanner would
assume that he would be somewhere on the other side of the field, so he hid
on the near side, close to where Tanner would emerge from the woods.

He had guessed correctly that Tanner would start circling the field to the
right once he got there.

>From his hiding place, he grinned as he watched Tanner step onto the edge
of the field, turn right and start creeping along, looking for Dillon.

As soon as he was certain Tanner was headed in the other direction, Dillon
retreated further into the woods to a small grove of pine trees. There was
a little clearing in the center, which was perfect for what Dillon had
planned.

Wasting no time, he tied pieces of rope to the bottoms of four of the trees
which he would use to secure Tanner spread eagled on his back. While his
primary plan was to focus on humiliating him in various ways, he couldn't
resist doing some torture. And the "spread eagle" was becoming his favorite
position for that.

With the ropes in place, he pulled the "shock rod" out of his pack and
tested it on the back of his hand. It had quite a kick and still had plenty
of charge left. He also confirmed that he had extra sets of batteries.

He laid the rod on a towel along with a tube of Icy Hot ointment, a pile of
clothespins, a small bag of marshmallows, and a Baby Ruth candy bar.

He completed his final preparations by pulling some long green pine needles
off of a nearby tree and laying them on the towel.

Just before he left the grove to return to the edge of the field, he
stripped down to just his shoes and a jock. While his body wasn't quite as
defined as Tanner's was, it was still very enticing, and would be sure to
excite Tanner.

On the other side of the field, Tanner was moving cautiously. This was the
second time in a week that he had made his way around the big field, naked
and barefooted.

He looked scanned the woods as he moved, looking for Dillon or signs of
anyone else. He was fairly certain that Dillon hadn't arranged for another
ambush, but wouldn't put it past him.

Ambush or not though, Tanner's heart was beating really fast. He felt so
vulnerable out in the open like this, and was anxious to find out just what
Dillon had in store for him.

It took almost a half hour for Tanner to make it all the way around the
field. He was starting to get a little worried when at last he saw Dillon's
face peaking over a bush.

Dillon motioned for him to join him and Tanner rushed to obey.

As soon as he was behind the bush, and before he could say anything, Dillon
pulled his hands behind his back, shackled his wrists together and marched
him through the woods and into the grove of pine trees.

Tanner saw the items spread out on the towel almost immediately and started
breathing hard. The purpose for most was obvious, but he couldn't figure
out what the marshmallows, candy bar and pine needles were for.

Without say a word, Dillon unshackled Tanner's wrists, forced him to the
ground and laid him out on his back. Tanner had seen the pieces of rope
tied to the tree trunks and spread his arms and legs wide to accommodate
his evil master.  Dillon took his time securing Tanner with the ropes. He
made sure that Tanner's body was stretched to the point it hurt.

When he was done, he grabbed the tube of Icy Hot, lifted Tanner's caged
cock out of the way and applied a liberally coating of the burning ointment
to his balls.

Tanner started squirming almost immediately. It took less that a minute for
it to feel like his balls were on fire. Tears started running down his face
as he pulled his bonds and raised his groin into the air in a desperate
attempt to find some relief.

As Tanner gasped and squirmed, Dillon stood beside him, looked down and
chuckled as he rubbed the front of his jock strap.

"He Tanner check this out! Remember these? They are called hard-ons or
boners."

Tanner tilted his head up and watched as Dillon rubbed his pouch then
slowly removed the jock. Dillon's cock stood straight up and Tanner's body
tingled all over as he stared at his best friend's erect penis.

"Who knows Tanner, I just may let you get one some day. I'm thinking like
after a month of wearing that thing, you'll really be ready."

Tanner couldn't keep his eyes off of Dillon's erect shaft. Despite his
burning balls, his own cock struggled inside it's little cage. He wanted to
get hard in the worst sort of way.

Dillon added to Tanner's plight by giving his own cock a few slow sensuous
strokes and gasping, "Oh YEA! DAMN this feels so good!"

He continued his assault on Tanner's desires by straddling Tanner's chest
and dangling his balls over Tanner's face.

"Okay slave boy! Go ahead and wash my balls good!"

Tanner had been expecting pain, but this was somehow worse. The odor of
Dillon's sweaty pubic area was very strong now and mixed with the rich
scent of the thick pine trees that surrounded them.

His eyes rolled as he began licking Dillon's balls. Already his senses were
shifting to overload. The burning sensation in his balls was just fueling
his desire.

Dillon made sure he did a thorough job, before rising to his feet once
more.

His cock was really throbbing as he stared down at Tanner's helpless
body. He loved this feeling of power so much.

As anxious as he was to get to the pain and torture, he decided to proceed
with his plans for humiliating Tanner in ways they had never tried before.

He was a little concerned that the things he had planned might totally
gross Tanner out, but decided to go ahead with them. Tanner was supposed to
be a slave and had to do anything and everything.

That aside, Dillon had made one special preparation prior to joining Tanner
in the woods. He had done his best to clean the inside of his hole without
rinsing away the sweat on the rest of his body.

Though he still smelled fairly sweaty, his insides were very clean.

Tanner's eyes widened as he watched Dillon remove a couple of marshmallows
form the bag, squat down slightly and then stick them inside his hole.

His eyes widened even further when Dillon straddled him once more and
lowered himself until his ass crack was right over Tanner's mouth.

"Okay Slave Boy. I know you like marshmallows, so eat up. Both of them!"

Dillon spread his cheeks as far as he could and lowered his ass further
until his hole was pressing against Tanner's lips. He hadn't shoved the
marshmallows in all that far, but figured it would still be a challenge and
that he would have to help "force" them out at some point.

Tanner's stomach churned as he stuck out his tongue and began feeling for
the marshmallow stuck in Dillon's hole. While he wasn't completed "grossed
out" he was pretty close.

He tried his best to set aside the full realization of what he was doing as
he probed for the marshmallow. As soon as he tasted it, he worked his
tongue under it, tilted his head up as far as he could, pressed his lips
against Dillon's little hole and started to suck.

Surprisingly, it didn't take long before the sweet white glob was out far
enough for Tanner to latch onto it with his teeth and pull it into his
mouth.

Dillon let out loud gasp as the first marshmallow was pulled out of his
hole.

Tanner suppressed a gag as he swallowed the first marshmallow. It wasn't
that it tasted bad, it was the thought that he had just eaten a marshmallow
that had been inside his friend's ass that was a little hard to take.

And speaking of hard, the second one was trickier. It was in further and
had begun to really soften and melt. Dillon had to help things along by
using his sphincter muscles to literally "shit" it out.

While Tanner was feeling grossed out and humiliated, Dillon was very
excited. The feeling of "shitting" the marshmallow into Tanner's mouth was
quite a thrill.

That was followed almost immediately by another thrill.

Tanner watched as Dillon unwrapped the Baby Ruth candy bar, bent over and
shoved it into his ass. The damn thing looked a lot like a turd, which was,
of course, Dillon's intent.

Fortunately, the candy bar was much easier for Tanner to deal with. It was
still gross, however. Unlike the marshmallows, he had to bite off small
pieces at a time before he could swallow them. It was like Dillon was
shitting in his mouth.

Once more Tanner suppressed his gag reflex as he swallowed the candy from
Dillon's ass.

While similar scenes would be repeated between them and the others, neither
one of them was interested in doing the "real" thing. That was just too
gross, and dangerous. Piss, on the other hand, was another story. Both had
read some stories where piss was involved, and both had every intention of
going that at some point.

Dillon had already decided that this would be one of those times.

Tanner was actually relieved when Dillon climbed off of him and proceeded
to start the torture part of their adventure.

His balls were still burning, but the pain was manageable.

Dillon grinned as he picked up a few of the long pine needles and examined
them. They were perfect for his plan. Each had several drops of sticky pine
sap on them, which should prove to be a nice irritant.

Once again Tanner's eye's widened as he figured out Dillon's next move.

It was a little tricky but worked.

Dillon lifted up the chastity device and carefully worked one of the pine
needles into the open end until it found Tanner's piss slit. Tanner gasped
as Dillon began sliding it into his cock.

The sensation was tickly and painful at the same time. Dillon forced the
pine needle in as far as he could, then followed with two more.

When he was done, he sat back and stared at Tanner.

Tanner was panting as he tried to deal with the uncomfortable sensation
inside his cock. It hurt a lot, but more importantly, the tickling
sensation made him feel like he needed to pee, in the worst sort of way,
which is what Dillon had hoped would happen.

As Tanner began to really squirm, Dillon pulled the chastity device up so
that the open end was resting in Tanner's pubes. He added to Tanner's
discomfort by twisting the pine needles around.

After a lot of panting and squirming and a lot of twisting of the pine
needles, Tanner gasped, "Shit Dude. You keep that up and you'll make me
pee."

Dillon laughed, "Well DUH! That's the idea! So go right ahead!"

Tanner tried to hold on as long as he could, but it was a losing
battle. The sensation was just too intense.

Dillon grinned as he saw Tanner shake and begin pissing all over himself.

The pine needles were forced out with the first blast, which made it all
the way to Tanner's face. Dillon kept hold of the chastity cage to ensure
that Tanner's streams splattered all over him.

When his convulsions finally subsided, Tanner's face, chest, stomach and
pubes glistened with piss.

It was one of Tanner's most humiliating moments to date and if Dillon had
his way, another one would follow shortly.

Dillon sat back and took a long look at Tanner's glistening, outstretched
body. He loved seeing Tanner like this. As far as he was concerned, Tanner
had the best body in their entire class at school.

The combination of the tight bondage, sweat and now piss seemed to
highlight his muscles even more. He also loved the way Tanner's chest was
heaving up and down.

He was really anxious now to try and push Tanner to at least some breaking
point. Knowing Tanner, it wouldn't be easy, but he figured it would be
worth a try.

He decided to forego the clothespins and get right to his test of the
shocking rod.

He picked up the rod, held the tip in front of Tanner's face and pressed
the trigger.

Tanner shook when he heard the snap and saw the spark shoot from the tip.

Dillon grinned as he said, "Okay Slave Boy! I've got a little challenge for
you. I'm gonna have to take a piss myself soon cause I drank a lot of water
before we came out here. When I do decide to piss, I'm gonna piss on you!
On your face, your hair, and in your mouth."

"Now I have a feeling that you are not all that wild about that, so I'll
give you a chance to avoid it. Are you interested?"

Tanner thought for just a moment before he said, "Yea, I am!"

The piss thing was something he had not been prepared for, in spite of all
the stories he had read. It was humiliating enough to have pissed all over
himself. Now Dillon was saying he would not only add his piss to his, but
would also piss in his mouth.

Dillon seemed pleased.

"Okay, well then here's the deal. I'll use this shock rod on you for 30
minutes or less if my batteries run out before. You can get me to stop at
any time by asking me to piss on you. If you do though, understand I will
piss in your mouth as well as on your face. Got it?"

"Yea! I got it!" Tanner snapped. "Go ahead and get it over with."

Now the crazy part about the whole thing was that, as humiliating as the
pissing thing was, it was something that Tanner wasn't all that concerned
about doing.

But Dillon had thrown in a "challenge"; a "test" of Tanner's will, and that
was something Tanner just couldn't resist.

And so it began!

Dillon had read the instructions for the rod carefully and avoided using
the rod on Tanner's chest. There were some cautions about using it too
close to the heart.

That didn't matter though, since there were plenty of places to use it on a
naked body.

Tanner managed to handle the pain fairly well for the first 15 minutes. The
shocks hurt like hell and felt like bunch of wicked pin or needle pricks.

Dillon moved the tip of the rod all over Tanner's body, searching for the
spots that got the biggest reaction.

He shocked the soles of Tanner's feet and his toes. That got some jerks and
moans, but not much more. The same was true for his biceps and neck.

Not surprisingly, he got the most dramatic reaction in and around Tanner's
mid-section. His inner thighs were particularly sensitive. Each time he
zapped Tanner there, he cried out and yanked violently at his bonds.

But his strongest reactions came when Dillon zapped his balls and his
cock. Dillon had full access to Tanner's testicles and the slits in the
chastity device enabled him to deliver shocks to most parts of Tanner's
penis. The ones to the piss slit seemed to evoke the greatest reaction.

So it was, that as the second half of Tanner's "challenge" began, Dillon
focused on Tanner's genitals. Tanner's gasps turned to screams as he yanked
at his bonds.

Dillon asked him repeatedly if he was ready to be pissed on. Each time
Tanner glared at him through watery eyes and snarled, "FUCK YOU! Ummm SIR!"

The "SIR" part was always followed immediately by a wicked and defiant
smile.

It was that reply that egged Dillon on. He picked up the pace. Instead of
waiting between "zaps" he began delivering three shocks in quick
succession.

At one point he began to get concerned that Tanner would dislocate
something because he was pulling at his bonds so violently. Because his
screams were so loud, Dillon gagged him for a little while.

He paused long enough to change the batteries twice. Each time he asked
Tanner the same question about pissing on him, and each time received the
same response.

By the time the 30 minutes were up, both boys' bodies were totally covered
with sweat. Tanner's was the worst, of course.

Dillon was totally amazed that Tanner had managed to make it through the
full 30 minutes. As he slipped the rod back into his backpack, he thought
about what had just happened.

He had just put his friend through hell and had loved every minute of it,
especially when he had focused his efforts on Tanner's genitals.

He watched Tanner's breathing slowly return to normal as he packed up the
rest his stuff and then untied Tanner and removed the wrist and ankle
restraints.

By the time the restraints and rope pieces were placed inside the backpack,
and Dillon had brushed the pine needles off of Tanner's backside, Tanner
was essentially back to normal and joking around.

"Man Dillon, that was fucking intense! I thought you had me there for a few
minutes. Guess you'll have to piss somewhere else besides on me, huh?"

Dillon chuckled, "Yea Dude. I thought for sure you would give in. Oh and
hey, check it out! I can't see any marks on you."

Tanner looked at his body. He checked his thighs, stomach and arms and
couldn't find any marks. He couldn't check his cock because of the device,
but was reasonably certain there were none.

"Damn! Guess we should invest in plenty of batteries! That thing is so
wicked." Tanner chuckled. "So are we done then? Um Sir?" he teased.

Dillon thought for a moment and then said, "Well, mostly. There is just one
thing left for my Slave boy to do before we get home. It can wait until
we're close to your back yard though."

The return trip through the woods was perhaps one of the clearest
indications of just how strong (and bizarre); the relationship was between
the two teenage boys.

Tanner was totally naked, except for the chastity device. Dillon was too,
except for his sneakers and socks. Dillon could have dressed, but had
decided not to.

As they walked down the trail, their conversation once again shifted to the
weekend and Tanner's first full encounter with Sparks. His status as
Dillon's slave boy was temporarily set aside. Such is the nature of boys
that age. It was like they could flip a switch!

"Dude, I know he bought that electro thing, but you gotta let me borrow
that shocker thing for Sunday. He might have bought one too, but I wanna be
sure." Tanner pleaded.

Dillon laughed, "Hey, no problemo! That's what friends are for. You'll need
some more fucking batteries though, since you made me wear most of mine
out!"

Forever the schemer and conniver, Tanner couldn't resist taking one more
shot at the chastity device.

"Yea, sorry about that!" he laughed. "You know though, I was wondering if
you still have to piss really bad."

Dillon chuckled, "Yea Dude. Like a fucking race horse. Why do you ask?"

Dillon glanced at Tanner's face and saw that familiar sneaky look.

"Well, since you seemed so intent on pissing on me, I was thinking you
could still do it. Like right now. And, well, in return, maybe you could
take this thing off my dick, just for Sunday. I did make it through those
30 minutes you know." Tanner said teasingly.

Dillon stopped walking and thought about what Tanner had just said. It was
somewhat tempting and in keeping with the way they were doing things,
Tanner had probably earned some reward.

Still though, he did have his mind set on keeping Tanner in the device for
a long period of time.

He thought about it for a couple more minutes, then said, "Okay, look, you
know because of our slave deal, I could just do it anyway, right?"

Tanner nodded, looked thoughtful and teased, "Yea, I know. But you are such
a smart and wonderful master."

Dillon laughed some more and said, "Well, look. I'll tell you what. I'll
think about it. No promises though. I think you've earned a reward, I'm
just not sure that will be it. I'll let you know tomorrow."

It had been worth a try. Hell, the way Tanner was starting to feel, he'd
let the whole football team piss in his mouth if he could get the thing off
of his cock, even if just for a day.

Tanner knew that Dillon had one more thing he wanted to do and wasn't that
surprised when he stopped to take a piss, then ordered Tanner to get down
on his knees and suck his cock until he shot his load in Tanner's mouth.

Tanner didn't mind this part at all. He liked having Dillon's cock in his
mouth and loved the feeling he got when he felt Dillon's cock pulse and
shoot inside it. There was something about the way Dillon moaned when he
came that excited him a lot. It was akin to the feeling he got when he shot
his load in an older boy's mouth, albeit, not quite as intense.

With the sucking, shooting and moaning over, Dillon dressed quickly and
headed home.

Tanner had decided to just gather up his bundle of clothes and sneak into
the house. No one was home, so it wasn't that big a deal. He really didn't
want to put his clothes on since he smelled of piss and sweat.

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                 FREAKY FRIDAY -- LATE NIGHT THOUGHTS
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As Friday drew to a close, most of the boys involved either directly or
indirectly with the rapidly expanding "circle" that Tanner had essentially
started were restless! All were having a tough time getting to sleep.

TANNER- was so horny and was dying to get a hard-on. He tried to put his
upcoming encounter with Sparks out of his mind, but failed miserably.

DILLON- should have been able to drift right off to sleep after his
explosive relief in Tanner's mouth but couldn't stop thinking about whether
or not he should release Tanner from the device his meeting with Sparks.

SPARKS- tried to drink himself to sleep, but failed. He couldn't stop
thinking about Sunday and what the young teen would put him through.

JEFF- and his entire patrol were on the campout and were frustrated. The
patrol members had planned to take turns "visiting" Jeff during the night,
but their plans were foiled when an assistant Scoutmaster pitched his tent
right beside Jeff's.

ERIC- was trying to get some sleep on the team bus on the way home but was
having trouble. He was horned out of his mind and couldn't decide which
"bitch" he would honor with his cock on Saturday night. His one consolation
was the fact that Tanner would, at least be "relieving" him in the
morning. Hell he just might wake the little shit up when he got home and
fuck his smart mouth and tight little ass.

AUSTIN- was also trying to doze off on the bus but was having an even worse
time. To start with, he was thinking about Sunday. He knew he was going to
be driving Tanner somewhere and spending the entire day with him, but
didn't know exactly what was going to happening. It would definitely
involve sex "stuff", but how much and with who else. And speaking of "who
else"! Colby was in the seat beside him. He had fallen asleep and his head
was on Austin's shoulder. Austin kept glancing at Colby's bare legs and the
lump in the front of his shorts that clearly indicated that he was having a
nice dream.

JOSH- was going crazy. It was bad enough that he had to spend the weekend
at his Aunt and Uncle's house. All of the recent "goings-on" had been
keeping him in a perpetual horny state. And now here he was, laying on a
mattress on the floor, nestled between his two cousins, aged 12 and 14, who
were sleeping in just their tight white briefs. Both were pressed up
against him and though they seemed to be asleep, he was almost certain they
were up to something.

Time would tell what the weekend would bring for all the boys!

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