Date: Thu, 8 Mar 2012 17:34:45 -0500
From: Jay Wiley <jaywiley@hotmail.com>
Subject: Tanner Doesn't Want A Sitter - Chapter 6

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 6

by jay wiley

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            SATURDAY- FUN AND PREPS

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Somehow, all the boys had managed to get some sleep. Not surprisingly, all
woke up on Saturday morning with major hard-ons. Well all except
Tanner. His cock did try to get hard, but couldn't inside it's little
chastity cage.

Tanner was awakened by the sound of a car starting in the driveway. He
peeked out his window just in time to see his parents drive off. He
remembered his mom explaining their plans for the weekend.

Once again they were headed into the city for a "get-away" at some hotel.

He was just about to get some breakfast when he remembered Eric. His orders
were that he was supposed to be totally naked whenever the parents were
gone and was to "service" Eric each morning.

He figured he might as well get things out of the way.

To his surprise, Eric was awake and sitting at his computer. He smiled when
Tanner entered the room. "Well, now that's a good little slave boy. You
remembered your orders. Now get over here and start working on my cock and
balls. I've got a big load ready for you."

Eric was right about that part. He hadn't cum in a week.

Tanner started out by licking Eric's ample sized balls. He did a thorough
job before starting on his older brother's fully erect shaft.

Eric sat back in his chair, placed his hands on Tanner's head and forced
his mouth down over his throbbing cock. He let out a loud moan as Tanner
began bobbing up and down.

While Eric might have felt he was humiliating his younger brother, he
really wasn't.  Tanner liked the smell of Eric's pubes and loved the taste
of his cock. One thing he knew how to do really well was to deliver
pleasure with his mouth. As he sucked away, he used his tongue to
occasionally tickle the tip of Eric's cock. That sent shivers through
Eric's body.

"Damn Tanner! You really know how to suck a cock! I've sort I've been
missing out on this. Shit you're better than any bitch."

Tanner grinned as he continued sucking away and began rubbing Eric's
muscular inner thighs. For someone who was supposedly so "straight", Eric
was clearly enjoying the attentions of his gay younger brother.

As worked up as he was, it didn't take long before Eric's cock blasted away
in Tanner's warm wet mouth. He cried out as volley after volley of his
heavy teen cream slammed into the back of Tanner's throat.

Eric loved not only the physical sensation but also the feeling of power he
got. It felt awesome to shoot inside someone else's mouth and to "degrade"
them like this.

For the time being, Eric was really enjoying himself. He wasn't even
thinking about what would happen once Tanner was totally back in charge.

Eric might not have been thinking about that, but Tanner was. As he
swallowed his brother's big load, he thought about some of the things he
would make Eric do in the near future.

Soon enough, he would be cumming in Eric's smart mouth on a regular
basis. It wouldn't be just him though. If things went the way he had them
planned, Eric would lose track of the number of cocks that had been in his
mouth by the time he headed off to college.

Who knows, maybe "Mr. Straight Boy" would actually start to love the taste
of cocks and cum.

Tanner had assumed that Eric would make him do some other stuff and was
surprised when Eric waved him off. His immediate need had been satisfied
and he started typing at his computer. He was apparently exchanging instant
messages with some girl from school. A very easy mark it seemed. Yes she
would be Eric's bitch for the evening, which meant Tanner's ass was
probably safe, for at least one night.

With his morning obligation fulfilled, Tanner headed to the kitchen and
made himself some breakfast.

His body tingled as he ate at the table. There was something excitingly
naughty about sitting in the kitchen totally naked. If it wasn't for the
chastity device, he might have jacked off right there. Now that would
definitely be "naughty."

With breakfast out of the way, Tanner returned to his room and got on the
computer.  As usual, his Inbox was full of new Emails. A lot had to do with
his Ebay store, but there were a fair number of ones from guys he
communicated with in the chat rooms.

Most of the latter emails were begging him to set a time when he could be
online, with his Webcam running.

There was also a short one from Dillon, asking him to call him once he got
up.

Tanner picked up his cell and called Dillon.

He smiled when he listened to Dillon begin bitching about his
life. Apparently it was a major cleaning day at Dillon's house and his
father was insisting that Dillon help out. The way things looked, it would
take all day and Dillon probably wouldn't be able to get over to Tanner's
house.

The one consolation though was that his mom and dad had said it would be
okay for Dillon to spend Sunday at Tanner's house. Their assumption being
that Tanner would actually be there and not off torturing some 21 year old
pervert1

Tanner walked Dillon through his plans for the Webcam thing. Dillon had
used it before, and Tanner promised he would have everything set up so that
Dillon could watch what was happening at Sparks' place.

"Yea Dude! It will be all set up. Not only that, but I'll have it worked
out so that you can actually put the Webcam broadcast from his apartment on
the net. It'll go through that anonymous site so no one will be able to
know where it's coming from." Tanner said confidently.

That was one of the things that "Daddy-O" had set up for him before he
essentially disappeared.

Dillon was very excited. Once again, his slavery arrangement with Tanner
seemed to be set aside. Well most of it. Dillon had decided that he would
not let Tanner out of the chastity device. He really wanted to see how it
would affect him over a long period.

Tanner did ask about it. He was more than willing to do the piss thing or
anything else Dillon wanted him to do in return for getting his cock
released for the day, but Dillon wouldn't budge.

Though he was disappointed, Tanner was able to shrug it off as he continued
discussing his plans. Dillon's cock got super-hard as he listened to
Tanner.

While he had some specific things in mind, he would be pretty much making
things up as he went along. His primary goal though would be to make Sparks
suffer so much that he screamed a lot.

Tanner wanted to feel what it was like to make a grown man scream and
beg. Most of his tortures would be focused on Sparks' manhood. Tanner had
read a lot about cock and ball torture, and knew it was possible to make a
guy suffer a lot, without doing any permanent damage.

He couldn't wait to try out the electro torture setup that Sparks had
acquired, along with the rest of the nasty stuff. Dillon was anxious to
watch the whole thing. Like Tanner he did want to hear Sparks scream.

"What about Austin?" Dillon asked.

Tanner smiled and said, "Well, he'll be there, of course. I think I will
put both of them through a bunch of exercises, you know to get them really
sweaty. And there will be punishments too for the guy who messes up in some
way."

"While I'm gonna concentrate on Sparks, I'll be tough on Austin too,"
Tanner said firmly.

Tanner was about to continue, when he suddenly remembered something. Sparks
had sent him an email late in the week that had an attachment. He had
forgotten to open it and hurried to do it.

He was glad he did, since it was actually a list of all the "toys" and
supplies that Sparks had available for Tanner to use. It was very
impressive.

Dillon couldn't believe it when Tanner started rattling off the items that
were on it.  It was a lot more than Tanner had originally told him about.

"Holy Shit Dude! He's like really serious. Do you know what all that stuff
is?"  Dillon exclaimed.

Tanner chuckled, "Well yea. Most of it seems pretty obvious. I'm gonna read
up on a couple of the things though. I think the thing with the "sounds" is
for inserting these little metal rods down inside a guy's dick. Then you
can shock them and make them vibrate. Better than pine needles I suspect."

Dillon grinned at that last part.

Tanner realized that there wouldn't be enough time to use everything that
day, but wasn't concerned, that time would come.

Both boys were pleased to note that Sparks had also apparently acquired
some pills that helped to keep you hard for long periods of time. It was
something that both had read about, but were difficult for them to obtain
on their own.

"So are you gonna make them take those pills?" Dillon asked.

Tanner grinned some more as he said, "Oh yea. I want both of them to be
super-boned all day. It makes the tortures that much more fun."

It also did something else that both were beginning to learn. Apparently,
for at least some guys, being boned made it a little easier for the subject
to handle the pain, maybe even re-channel it in some way.

Dillon reflected on the pill thing for a while longer as Tanner continued
reading him the list of toys. Having access to some of those pills might be
very handy when it came to dealing with Jeff.

That constantly horny 14 year old got boned quickly. Dillon reasoned that
the pills would help keep him painfully boned for longer periods of time
and would be useful with the "training" program that Dillon was formulating
for young Jeff.

His plan for Jeff was based on a story he had read once while on Tanner's
computer.  He had been fascinated by it.

At the center of the story was a college aged guy who had gotten to the
point that he could only achieve full sexual satisfaction (ie. orgasm) when
he was in pain. And most specifically, while his erect cock was being
tortured in some manner. He also would cum at times when he was naked and
his ass was being spanked hard with others watching.

Dillon had this wild idea that he'd like to get Jeff to that point. Thanks
to his dad and his twisted disciplines, Jeff was already just about there
as far as the spanking was concerned.

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                       AT THE CAMPOUT

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And speaking of Jeff, while Dillon and Tanner were talking, things were
"heating up" with Jeff and his patrol members. The leaders had come up with
an event that would keep all the boys out on the "trails" for most of the
day.

Each patrol was given a map with a route to a place where the entire troop
would meet up for dinner. Each route was totally different and would take
most of the day to complete. The patrols would prepare their own lunch
somewhere along the trail.

The situation was perfect for the horny members of Jeff's patrol. They
would be out on the trail all day, out from under direct adult supervision.

As soon as Jeff's patrol was far enough away to ensure they were safe,
things started happening.

It started off simply enough. The boys ordered their "slave" to strip down
to just his socks and hiking boots. He would do the hike naked. Not only
that, he was required to stay boned the entire time.

If he lost his hard-on at any point, they would stop and wait while he
worked it up again. There would also be a penalty anytime they had to stop.

Maintaining his boner wasn't that difficult for Jeff. The thrill of the
situation did most of the work. Being naked outdoors and at the mercy of
the other boys was an incredible turn-on for the young jock. The result was
he only needed to use his hand periodically to ensure he was fully erect
while they hiked.

All the boys were excited about Jeff's plight. However, they began to get a
little frustrated by the fact that Jeff had managed to stay boned and there
were no penalties.

It was when they stopped for lunch that things started "heating up."

They had found a small clearing beside the trail, which had a campfire
circle. As they sat down on the logs and opened their backpacks, the
youngest of the group came up with an idea. It was the kid Dillon thought
of as "the Blond kid."

"Hey, I think we should make Jeff do something now. Something, you know
dirty," Jared said.

Well everyone was up for "something," the question was what.

One of the other boys chuckled, "So what do you have in mind Squirt?"

Jared hated when they called him Squirt. At least it was better than some
of the other things they called him.

Now, boys being boys, the members of the patrol did tend to pick on Jared
at times.  The poor kid was cursed with a "boyish, choirboy" look that
would haunt him for years. His bright blond hair seemed to make it even
worse.

One of the reasons that Jared managed to fit in with the other guys was the
fact that his looks were quite deceiving. He was 13 and small in
stature. That was the first deceiving part. The second was that he tended
to blush easily and would come across as being somewhat of a wimp, at least
initially.

Jared face reddened as he snapped, "Don't call me squirt!"

At other times, things might have escalated into a fight, which Jared would
lose, but not because he wasn't willing, it was just because he was too
small.

The other boy smiled at Jared and said, "Okay, okay! Don't get your fucking
tit in a wringer! So tell us what you have in mind."

Jared thought for a moment as he eyed Jeff sitting on a nearby log. His
blush deepened as he said, "Well, how about we make him eat his peanut
butter and jelly off of our, uh, you know cocks? We could smear it on and
he'd have to lick it all off. Then we could maybe cum on his bread and make
him eat that."

There was a long moment of silence as the boys considered his words. Yes
indeed, Jared's angelic looks were deceiving.

Jokes and kidding around followed for several minutes before things got
organized.

They took Jared's suggestion! Each boy, in turn, pulled down his pants and
let Jeff smear some of his peanut butter and jelly on his cock and balls,
which Jeff then had to lick off.

By the time he was done, all the boys had major woodies, and were anxious
to cum.  An impromptu "circle jerk" followed, during which all the boys
managed to shoot onto Jeff's pieces of bread.

When they were done, they made Jeff eat his special "cum" sandwich.

Sadly for Jeff, he was not allowed to "relieve" himself before they
continued their hike. The boys wanted their patrol leader to be totally
horned while they hiked on.

And speaking of getting horned, even though all the members of the patrol
had "cum" during their lunch stop, it didn't take long before all of them
were totally boned once again.

Watching their naked patrol leader, hiking through the woods, with his
erect cock bouncing up and down, seemed to help that along.

They hadn't been hiking very long before Jared came up with an idea. He
told the other guys, who jumped right on it.

The plan for the rest of the hike would have Jeff's hands tied behind his
back. A long piece of rope would be tied around his cock and balls and
would serve as a leash.

Like before, he would be required to stay boned the entire time. If he
started to get soft they would stop and he would have to ask one of them to
"play" with him until he got fully erect again. For fun, he would have to
use a different term for his cock anytime he had to ask. If he did get soft
and had to ask, he would receive 5 smacks on his ass from each member of
the patrol.

All the boys were pretty excited as they marched along with their
captive. The rope tied around his cock and balls actually helped to keep
him hard. After an hour though, his cock did start to soften.

They stopped, gave Jeff his smacks on his bare ass, then Jeff asked one of
them to "Please play with my penis."

They all grinned and giggled as they watched the boy play with Jeff's
penis. It didn't take all that long. As excited as Jeff was by this sort of
thing, he did blush the entire time he was being fondled.

The Jeff managed to stay hard for the remaining portion of the hike. When
they were getting close to their destination, they decided to stop and
finish things off.


At that point, they took turns stroking Jeff's hard shaft. Each got 10
strokes. It was like a contest. The guy who was stroking Jeff when he came,
would get to sleep in Jeff's tent that night, and do whatever he
wanted. They figured they would be able to arrange it, since they were
camping at a new location.

They started in with great enthusiasm. They had untied his hands and
ordered him to stand with his hands behind his head, and his legs spread
wide.

At the end of the first round, Jeff was breathing hard and sweating like
crazy.  Because he seemed to be getting close, the boys decided they would
get just five strokes each during the next round.

They were about halfway through when young Jared got lucky. He had just
wrapped his hand around Jeff's shaft when Jeff gasped and cried out. Jared
gave his cock two strokes and gasped too as he felt Jeff's manhood pulsing
in his hand.

All eyes widened as they watched several thick ropes of Jeff's white stuff
squirt out and splatter on the ground. Jared managed to catch some of it
and when it was finally over, to everyone's delight, he rubbed the stuff on
Jeff's face and in his hair.

After that, Jeff was allowed to dress and they hiked on.

As they entered the Troop's campsite, no one could have guessed what had
gone on during the hike. Jeff led his patrol to the center of the clearing,
guided them through their raucous patrol cheer, then directed them to where
they should set up their tents.

As they pitched their tents, the most excited member of the patrol was
obviously Jared. He kept glancing at Jeff and smiling as he thought about
the night ahead. They couldn't make a lot of noise, but that didn't matter
all that much.  There were plenty of things that a horny, inventive boy
could come up with, and Jared was both.

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                       JOSH AND HIS COUSINS

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Somehow, Josh had managed to get through the night without anything
happening.  He did suspect that his cousins had thought about trying
something, but might have been scared.

They had all slept in just their tight briefs and Josh had slept between
the two of them. He could tell that, like him, both had been boned most of
the night, which was not surprising for a 12 and 14 year old. Hell Josh was
16 and had been boned too.

Throughout the night, both had kept rubbing up against him and their hands
had frequently landed on chest, stomach, thighs and occasionally the bulge
in his briefs. It seemed to happen "innocently" and "accidentally" in their
sleep, but Josh wasn't convinced.

He had hoped that they just might move to turn things sexual, but it didn't
happen, at least during the night.

The morning brought the obligatory family get together. There was a big
breakfast followed by the usual chatter. A lot was focused on the boys and
how fast they were growing, and so on.

Lunch was a lighter affair. The main meal was a big ass barbeque that
evening.

With lunch out of the way, the boys managed to split off. Josh's cousins
were anxious to show him some stuff. They lived on what had been a farm at
one time and there were still a number of "outbuildings" scattered around
the property.

One of them was this big old shed, which had been cleaned out and used as a
sort of clubhouse for his cousins and their friends. It was far enough
removed from the house to give them plenty of privacy. The perfect spot for
mischief.

Josh was actually quite impressed when he saw the layout. It had been
awhile since he had been out there, and a lot of cleanup work had been
done.

Most of the beat-up old tables were gone, having been replaced by several
bunk beds.  The fireplace also seemed to be functional. The only downside
was that though there was electricity, there was no running water
inside. There was a frost-free faucet just outside though, so at least they
would have water.

The fact that they used the place frequently was pretty clear. The two boys
were sort of freaky when it came to live things and had a row of terrariums
along the back wall. There were turtles in some, a few small snakes in
another, and a bunch of insects like grasshoppers and crickets in another.

"The bugs are food for the others," one of them chirped as Josh examined
the tanks.

The "clubhouse" itself was the first thing the cousins wanted to show
him. The next was their "stash" of Playboys and other magazines, and a
couple six packs of beer, hidden under the floorboards in a cool spot. Yep,
this was a boys' secret clubhouse all right!

One of the crazy things about the situation was that Josh didn't pick up on
the signs about what was going on. At 16, he was older than his two
cousins, but was actually still rather naïve when it came to certain
things.

While the cousins had indeed been a little scared about trying something
with Josh during the night, their fear was pretty much gone now. Their
hormones had taken care of that. They had an agenda now, and that agenda
included some tricks and seduction.

Still they were cautious. They wanted to "fool around" with Josh, but
didn't want him freaking out. Both had "checked out" his body the night
before and were obsessed with it. He wasn't a muscle bound jock or
anything, but his body was lean and firm. They so wanted to see what was
hidden under his briefs.

The cousins managed to get a couple of beers into Josh fairly quickly as
they looked through the magazines. Josh did his best to seem interested in
the pictures. The truth was though, he was more excited by the pictures in
some of the magazines that showed guys with hard cocks. They weren't gay
magazines, but a cock was a cock.

The three of them continued reading and joking around for a while. Finally,
the oldest cousin suggested they do something else, like play some games.

He went to an old footlocker that was in the corner and opened it up. The
others joined him. There were a bunch of old and well-used board games
inside. They ruled out a couple of them right away.

Monopoly and Risk would take too long. There were some other little kids
games that were ruled out as well.

Now it might have been the beers, or just his natural naivety, mixed with
his horniness, but somehow Josh managed to miss the fact that he was being
carefully manipulated.

His youngest cousin chirped, "Hey I know, how about we play a tie up game?
Like a challenge one."

"I don't know if Josh would want to do that bro. It can be a little tough,"
the other boy said thoughtfully.

"Hey, if you guys can do it, so can I," Josh offered. Hell he was older
than the other two and didn't want to sound like some kind of wimp.

"Okay, so how does it work?" he inquired.

The older cousin said, "Okay, well it's pretty simple. You might think it's
sort of lame, but basically we take turns getting tied up. We bet on how
long it will take to get loose. We pick from a deck of cards to see who
goes first. The first guy bets a certain number of minutes. If he gets
loose in that amount of time, he's safe for that round. The others then
have to meet, or beat his time when it's their turn."

"The thing is though, if the first guy fails, then he is the loser and has
to pay the supreme penalty."

Josh had to ask, "So okay. What is the supreme penalty?"

The cousins smiled at each other for a moment, then one said, "Well, it is
sort of tough. The loser has to do whatever the others tell him to do for
the rest of the day. No matter what! It's okay if you don't want to try
it. We can play something else."

And there it was. His younger cousins had thrown down a challenge, which
Josh was essentially obligated to take. Based on his recent experiences
with Dillon and Tanner, he had a pretty good idea what would happen if he
were the one losing.

His cock and balls were really tingling now as he thought about it. It
didn't take long before he said, "Yea, okay sure. Why not? I'm in!"

As luck would have it, or maybe a stacked deck, Josh ended up going
first. He made a conservative bet that he figured would give him enough
time to free himself.

He knew he was on the right track, as far as the full purpose of the game
was concerned, when his cousins insisted he be tied up wearing just his
briefs.

He went along with that too, and blushed as his cock hardened during the
tying process.

Josh had assumed he would be tied up with his hands behind his back. That
would have given him the opportunity to use his fingers to pry at the
knots.

His cousins were not about to let that happen. They tied him spread-eagled
in the middle of the room, between the bunk beds. His bonds were so tight
that he had no "play" at all.

After about 15 minutes of struggling it was clear that Josh would lose. It
was also becoming perfectly clear the types of things his cousins had in
mind for the loser.

They sat on the floor, on either side of Josh's outstretched nearly naked
body and patted the bulge in his briefs.

"Looks like you are gonna lose cousin! That means you WILL belong to us for
the rest of the day. All of you! Unless you are gonna try and wimp out on
us."

Josh continued struggling and worked up quite a sweat. He tried compressing
his hands in hopes of being able to slide through his rope bonds, but it
didn't work.

The taunting continued and he snapped back that he was no wimp.

Was it the beer? His hormones? Or a combination of both that kept Josh from
suggesting that, to be fair, they should have to take turns being tied up
too?

In either case, he didn't go there. Like everything that had been happening
with Dillon and Tanner, he was extremely turned on and curious about what
his cousins would "force" him to do. As tough as it might get, it would be
better than playing Monopoly.

He didn't have long to wait after the 30 minutes were up.

"Okay, looks like you did lose, so now you are ours!" One of them taunted.

Josh did feel a surge of excitement as he heard those words. Had he been in
closer touch with his cousins for the last couple of years, he might have
been more afraid.

Both boys were experimenting with all types of things, including various
forms of bondage, torture and humiliation. They played their "games" with
each other and some of their friends who were their age, but had yet to
have the opportunity to mess with an older teen who was more developed than
they were.

The other things about the cousins was that they could be very cruel. They
were the ones who came up with the worst penalties for the games they
played and just loved making other boys suffer.

While their "techniques" tended to be on the crude side, they were,
nevertheless pretty effective. They loved coming up with new ideas for
torturing boys.

They had recently come up with a really wild one and were anxious to test
it out. It might work, then again, it might not. Still it would be fun to
test it out.

Josh watched nervously as his cousins went about their preparations. One of
them went outside and returned moments later with a handful of green grass
and leaves.

He bunched them up and rubbed them back and forth between his palms as hard
as he could. He did it so hard that his palms became covered with a green
sheen.

When he was done, he reached inside Josh's tented briefs and rubbed his
hands all over Josh's hard cock and balls. While it itched a little, it
wasn't hard to deal with. That would change quickly.

It was when the other cousin approached that Josh got his first real
indication of what they had planned for him. The guy was carrying a glass
jar that had a bunch of crickets inside of it.

The other cousin pulled the waistband of Josh's briefs open far enough, so
that the jar could be emptied inside. When the jar was empty, he snapped
the waistband back in place, stepped back, and said simply, "You know
crickets eat mostly grass and leaves and stuff. I wonder if they might get
confused when they smell your cock and balls."

Josh could feel the damn things crawling around on his penis and
testicles. It was already starting to drive him crazy. He yanked at his
bonds and started to squirm.

It took just about a minute longer before Josh felt another
sensation. Apparently the crickets were confused and had started actually
biting at his sensitive genital flesh. The bites weren't all that hard, but
could definitely be felt.

Josh's cousins really grinned as they watched him start to gyrate and him
gasp for air. Both had gotten some little bites when they fed the crickets
to the snakes. They were just like a little quick pinprick. They didn't
hurt all that much on the fingers or hands, but had to hurt more on a guy's
cock and balls.

They let Josh squirm for a while before moving to their next little
experiment. It was one designed to create more fear than anything else.

And Josh was starting to get scared. As excited as he was about being
forced to do sexual things, this was turning into something more
intense. His cousins seemed more interested in just torturing him outright,
than fooling around with him sexually, at least for the moment.

Actually they wanted both, and were just getting started.

One of the things that both boys were excited about was the concept of
interrogation. A lot of the games they played with each other and their
friends featured some form of interrogation.

The victim usually had some secret word or piece of information that the
interrogator had to acquire. Invariably, the boy being interrogated was
naked and bound.

Though they didn't have anything arranged with Josh, they just sort of
decided they would interrogate him "generally" in an attempt to get him to
reveal things about himself.

In this case, the sad thing for Josh was that, his cousins had already
become quite good at being able to discern when someone was telling the
truth or not.

"Okay Josh. We have some questions for you. Answer them truthfully and we
just may go a little easier on you. If you lie to us, well, for your sake
you'd better not."

The crickets were starting to get to him. It wasn't like they were biting a
lot.  Just crawling around, inside his briefs was maddening enough.

"Okay, okay! I'll tell you whatever you want to know!" Josh exclaimed.

More blood seemed to rush into Josh's hard cock as he said the words. The
more he did this stuff, the more he liked it, well loved it. For Josh, the
feeling of being at the mercy of other guys was a major turn-on. Especially
when it included some form of humiliation.

The cousins smiled at each other, then began their "interrogation."

They wasted no time getting to the "good" stuff. Their first series of
questions focused on masturbation. They loved watching Josh continue to
squirm and then blush as he told them when he had first started to
masturbate, how often he did it, where he did it, and so on.

His blush deepened when they began pressing for information about his
experiences with other guys. It had been next to nothing until the recent
events with Dillon and Tanner.

As aroused as he was, and distressed by the crickets, he held back. He was
reluctant to admit to the other things. Ever since they had arrived, all
the relatives, including his Aunt and Uncle kept going on about how sweet
Josh was, and how handsome.

There were plenty of comments about how girls would be chasing after
him. His Aunt and Uncle held him in particularly high esteem and told their
sons, more than once, that they should try to be more like Josh.

Josh got nearly perfect grades in school, was good at sports and had a nice
job at the theater. As soon as he got his driver's license, he would pay
for his own gas and part of his insurance.

Yes, Josh was a parent's dream boy.

The cousins continued to press for answers and Josh gave them nothing.

Josh's reluctance to admit to other things actually excited them. It was
much more fun forcing the information out of him.

They could have started whipping him, but decided to continue with their
original plan.

Josh was already shaking from the crickets, but started to really tremble
when he saw his youngest cousin return from across the room, carrying one
of the snakes from the terrarium.

It wasn't it very big snake, maybe a foot long at most, but still a snake.

"Okay Josh, now answer our latest questions truthfully, or we will let Igor
here got hunting. He loves crickets."

Josh stammered, "Uh, there's really nothing to tell."

They could tell that was a lie, by the way he stammered.

"Okay, well suit yourself. Let us know if you change your mind. Then we'll
put Igor and the remaining crickets away."

Josh's muscles tightened dramatically as his cousins slipped the snake
inside the front of his briefs.

The crickets were bad enough, now there was a live snake in there,
slithering around his most private area. He could feel the snake's little
scales rub across his cock and balls.

The thing that really started to drive him crazy was when the snake wrapped
itself partially around his cock. That was actually sort of scary.

The crickets seemed increasingly agitated and moved around more, and
apparently bit more.

Josh gritted his teeth and held out as long as he could, then finally
gasped, "Okay, okay! I'll tell you everything. Just get them off of me."

The cousins smiled in triumph as they removed the snake and as many of the
crickets as they could. It took a little while. Some of the crickets
remained hidden inside Josh's briefs. The cousins solved that by cutting
Josh's briefs off using a little scissors from a Swiss army knife.

The remaining crickets were brushed away and the cousins sat back to take
in Josh's now totally naked body. It was the first time they had ever seen
the genitals of an older teen and they weren't disappointed.

At 16, Josh was essentially fully developed in the manly parts
department. He had a thick patch of pubic hair, two low hanging balls and a
cock that was the biggest they had seen yet.

They stopped the interrogation long enough to measure the length of Josh's
erect shaft. Yes, at 6.5 inches, it was longest one yet. Measuring penis
length was one of the things they did as part of their "games" with their
friends.

So, with the measuring aside, they returned to their questioning as they
ran their hands all over Josh's body.

The really crazy thing for Josh was, the more he told them about the things
that had been happening, the more his cock and balls tingled.

It was embarrassing to admit to them that he was now the slave of two
younger guys, and a sex slave at that. He told them about the things he
been ordered to do, including the stuff in the theater and at school.

When he was finished, he begged them not to tell anyone else.

They wouldn't have done that anyway, there was that "code of silence" thing
between boys. That didn't mean that they wouldn't get something in return
for their pledge of silence though.

"Okay, we'll keep your secret as long as you are our slave too," the older
one said firmly.

Josh nodded and said, "Okay, it's a deal."

The thing was, Josh had anticipated a boring weekend. If he couldn't be
around Tanner and Dillon, at least he could have some fun. Being at the
mercy of his two younger cousins was almost as big a thrill as being used
by Tanner and Dillon. He couldn't wait to find out what they would do to
him.

Hell, whatever it was, had to be better than playing Monopoly or worse,
sitting around watching his relative's wedding movies and listening to them
comment on how skinny they all looked back then!

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                           PREPARATIONS

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Back at Tanner's house, Tanner was sitting at his computer reading some
stories on his favorite site. He was looking for some more ideas of things
to do with Austin and Sparks the next day.

Dillon was stuck at home, Eric had left to hang out with a couple of girls
and Austin was at work.

The more Tanner read and thought about the next day, the more excited he
got, which was actually like self-torture since he had the damn chastity
thing on. Still though, just because he couldn't get hard didn't mean he
couldn't get horned And super horned he was!

After reading the stories for a couple of hours, he shifted to looking at
pictures and videos. He watched several that featured both public
humiliation and some pretty heavy cock and ball torture.

As he watched, his balls really started to tingle as he thought about
Austin. Sure his focus on Sunday was gonna be on Sparks primarily, but he
also wanted to make Austin really suffer too.

He couldn't get his mind off of Austin's big cock. Sparks and Eric had nice
sized shafts, but Austin's was much bigger, and his balls hung lower.

One of the things that Tanner loved most about Austin's penis, besides it's
perfect shape, was the way it acted when it got erect.

At first it would stick straight up and brush against Austin's pubic
patch. As more blood rushed in, it's sheer weight pulled it down, to the
point it was sticking straight out. In that position, it was a perfect
target for whips and belts and other devices for causing pain.

The other thing was that it usually stayed hard, no matter how intense the
pain was. In fact, cock and ball tortures seemed to make it even harder.

Another thing about Austin was the fact that he was so terribly cute. His
body was solid and muscular but not too bulky and he looked like a model in
a magazine.

The thought of torturing Austin's perfect body and making him gasp and
scream was a major turn-on for the horny young teen, but then again so was
humiliation in it's many forms.

Tanner really wanted to come up with some scenarios that would feature
Austin being naked and boned out in public. The thought of some total
strangers getting to use and abuse Austin's naked body was a super turn-on.

While he figured that Austin didn't have much of a problem with being naked
around others, he would almost certainly be embarrassed about being put on
display in a public way.

The trick for Tanner would be to find places where people wouldn't get
upset and call the police. At some point he would talk to Sparks about some
possible places like maybe truck stops or sex shops or clubs, whatever.

He would definitely try to set some things up where Austin and Eric would
be tied up naked and blindfolded in places frequented by some kids who
could be relied on to keep their mouths shut as well as be cruel.

Once he was totally "worked up", his thoughts shifted to Sparks. The thing
he had going with Sparks was even more exciting. He just absolutely loved
the feeling of power he got from being in total control of Sparks' body
and, well, his life.

Again his thoughts returned to the things he had planned for Sparks. He
wanted to make his tortures as intense as possible. Sparks had said he
absolutely didn't want to have a way out and that Tanner was to ignore him
if he begged in any way.

Had Sparks really thought about it, he might have realized just how
dangerous that was. As gifted as Tanner seemed to be, he was still only 15,
and not all that experienced. If he went too far, there was the possibility
that he could cause some damage. Then again, that was part of the thrill
for Sparks.

At the same time that Tanner was thinking and preparing for the next day,
Sparks was preparing too.

The shop had closed early that day and he was at home laying out all the
toys and devices. His cock was extremely hard as he reflected on what lay
ahead. He had gone a little overboard with the stuff he bought, considering
the fact that they would be used on him.

He had decided to help things along by hanging some ropes from the railing
on the edge of the loft. He tested them to ensure the railing would support
his weight and was pleased to note there would be no problem there.

His heart started to beat faster as he envisioned himself, strung up
totally naked, being tortured by the gutsy teenager who was now his master.

Tanner's heart was beating faster too. It was barely mid-afternoon and he
was getting very anxious. He wanted to do something now. The problem was
everyone was out of the picture for the day. Well maybe someone wasn't.

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                       SOME HOT WARM-UP TIME

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Sparks' heart missed a beat when his cell phone rang. It missed another
beat when he saw who was calling. It was Tanner.

"You home from work?" Tanner asked.

"Yes Sir! We closed early today."

"Good!  Come and pick me up now! I want to have some `warm-up' time with
you today, before our big event tomorrow. Wear a jock under your jeans,
take one of those pills and bring me some. I want to see how well they
work," Tanner said firmly and then hung up.

Sparks was extremely excited as he changed clothes. His heart was pounding
and his cock was throbbing as he took one of the pills, shoved one of the
bottles in his pocket and headed out the door.

A big part of the thrill was not knowing what Tanner had in mind for this
warm-up session.

Tanner didn't know exactly what he was going to do so he just threw a bunch
of "stuff" into his backpack. As he packed, ideas began flowing through his
mind. He decided to save most of the really rough stuff for the next day.

This afternoon and evening he would focus more on simple stuff like basic
humiliation. His one concern was that Sparks might think some of it was kid
stuff. Then again, did it really matter what he thought?

By the time Sparks arrived on his motorcycle, Tanner was standing out front
with his backpack. Sparks pulled up to the curb and Tanner climbed on
behind him.  Then they sped off.

As soon as they were out of the neighborhood, Tanner shouted in Sparks' ear
to head to the park where they had first met.

Not surprisingly, both were breathing hard by the time they pulled into the
parking area behind the old restroom. Sparks' cock was as hard as a rock,
mostly from anticipation, but also from the early effects of the erection
pill.

Sparks parked his bike, while Tanner checked out the area.

There was no one in the immediate vicinity. However, there was a small
group of what appeared to be boys Tanner's age, playing soccer on the far
side of the field.

Tanner's mind started to click as he considered the possibilities. He hoped
he could get them to help out at some point. To do that though, he'd have
to talk to them for a little bit, to feel them out. Then again maybe not.

With his initial survey of the area out of the way, he turned his attention
to Sparks. He directed him over to an old beat up picnic table.

As soon as both were seated on top of the table, Tanner started asking a
bunch of questions.

Occasionally he would drop out of his "Master" demeanor and sound like any
other teenaged boy. None of his questions related directly to his deal with
Sparks.

Sparks knew a lot of things and Tanner wanted to pick his brain as quickly
as possible.

His suspicions and hopes had been correct. Sparks knew about all kinds of
places where "nasty" stuff took place. He knew where there were some
"active" glory holes. He knew where there were some truck stops frequented
by truckers who were not only into gay stuff, but liked getting rough. And
he knew where there were some "clubs" and bars where guys went for various
types of "action", particularly of the BDSM kind.

"So what's the deal with those places? Like did you, you know, use them?"
Tanner inquired.

Sparks looked thoughtful for a moment then responded, "Well, sort of yes
and no."

Tanner was fascinated by what Sparks told him. He made the rounds to a lot
of those places. Most of the time he just watched. In some cases he played
the "Top" role and got some blow jobs from "slave boys" who were being used
by their Masters.

Everyone assumed he was a total Dom and treated him as such. He still kept
looking for a possible "Master", but never found one who fit his bill. Most
were older, muscle and leather types. He wanted a younger guy to use
him. Actually a much younger guy.

Also, unbeknownst to the guys in his little pseudo-biker gang, he did
sometimes set himself up in some of the glory hole places and sucked some
cocks. He also let some truckers use him too. Most of those guys liked
spanking him and smacking his cock and balls around.

Other than that though, he had never "submitted" himself totally to another
guy until now.

Tanner seemed really pleased and couldn't resist asking if there were some
clubs or sex shops that he could actually get in to.

"Well now, that's a little tricky. It's not like you were close to being
18. You definitely look your age," Sparks said thoughtfully.

He saw Tanner's disappointed look and continued quickly, "But not to worry
though, there are some places you could get in to. Two in particular would
have no problem letting you in, especially if you brought some `friends',
if you know what I mean."

"You mean like my brother and his best friend?" Tanner exclaimed like a
wide-eyed boy.

Sparks smiled and chuckled, "Exactly! One place in particular is frequented
by guys who love abusing young jocks. They would go nuts getting to use
your brother and anyone like him."

As much as he wanted to get down to specifics, Tanner figured it was time
to get things going.

"Okay, look we'll talk about this some more real soon. Right now we're
gonna do what we came here for. Got it slave boy?" Tanner exclaimed.

Sparks wanted to get things going too. His cock was super hard and his
balls were tingling.

A plan was coming together in Tanner's mind. It was a little risky, but
would be fun if it worked.

He led Sparks back to where his motorcycle was parked and ordered him to
take off his shirt. As soon as it was off, Tanner tucked it into his
backpack and handed Sparks a leather collar.

"Put this on slave boy. Today you're going to earn it!" Tanner smirked.

Sparks hands trembled slightly as he put the collar around his neck. It
wasn't from fear, it was pure excitement.

With the collar in place, Tanner gave him a pair of leather wrist
restraints and ordered him to put them on. By the time the restraints were
in place, Sparks' heart was beating really fast. It beat even faster with
Tanner's next orders.

"Okay boy! Now, take off your shoes and socks and set them on the ground
beside your bike. When you are done, give me your wallet, keys and cell
phone.

Sparks' excitement mounted as he followed Tanner's latest orders and
watched him place his valuables in his back pack.

Next he was ordered to stand with his hands behind his head.

Both began breathing harder as Tanner undid Sparks' jeans and slid them
down and off his muscular legs. He draped the jeans over the motorcycle
seat, then put leather restraints around Sparks' ankles. When he was done,
he stepped back to admire his slave boy's body.

It was awesome seeing him standing there in just his jock, with the tip of
his erect shaft sticking up through the waistband.

Tanner rubber his hand's over Sparks' body. He slid his finger tip over a
couple of scars on Sparks' side.

"Looks like someone doesn't always play well with others. So what are
these? Knife scars?"

Sparks nodded and said, "Yes Sir! I was sort of crazy when I 19."

"So did you win?" Tanner teased.

"Always Sir!" Sparks replied proudly.

Sparks reflected on the situation he was now in. Standing out in the open
like this, in just his jock and taking orders from a 15 year old boy. It
was an absolute thrill. He tingled every time he called Tanner `Sir'.

Like Tanner, he had seen the boys playing soccer across the field. They
weren't all that far away and this was the only restroom in the area. He
had a feeling that his young master would try to find a way to get them
involved.

Tanner noted that the boys had moved a little closer. He considered his
options and decided to take a chance.

He grabbed his pack and led Sparks inside the restroom. It was similar to
the one he had used with Austin, but a little older. Like that one, the
doors to the toilet stalls had been removed. Tanner figured that would be
perfect for his plan.

He had Sparks stand in the doorway of one of the stalls facing out and then
tied him in a standing spread eagled fashion. By the time Sparks was
secured and completely helpless, both were breathing hard and sweating.

Tanner pulled a piece of paper and a marker out of the pack and wrote on
it. He showed Sparks what it said. It read, "BAD BOY! PUNISH ME!"

He tacked it to the doorframe, and then put a blindfold on his slave boy.

"Hopefully we won't have too long to wait!" Tanner said firmly.

His plan was dependent on the boys out on the field coming to use the
facility. If not he'd have to go and talk to them and convince them to help
out. If they were super-straight, it could blow up in his face. Then again,
they were teenaged boys.

Tanner peeked outside and smiled as he noticed that the boys were now much
closer.  They had their shirts off and he could see they sheen of sweat
glistening in the afternoon sun.

They were definitely around his age, maybe just a little older and were
clearly jocks.

He smiled, slipped back into the restroom and stepped into a small alcove
at the back of the room. It had been a closet at one time, but it's door
had been removed too.

He crossed his fingers and waited nervously. Dang he hoped they would react
the same way guys did in the stories he had read.

Sparks was breathing really hard now. He could hear the voices of the boys
out on the field and could tell they were getting closer. The situation he
was in was similar to some of the scenes he had seen played out in the
clubs.

The difference was these boys were much younger and would be completely
surprised when they found him. What if anything would they do to him?

Sparks felt a warmness in his cheeks and realized he was actually started
to blush. He had imagined something like this in his fantasies, but the
reality was much more intense. As self-confident as he was, he felt a surge
of humiliation.

Tanner was getting a little worried that the boys might not use the
restroom, but relaxed when the voices from outside grew very loud and he
heard one of the boys shout, "Yo Dudes! I'll be right out I gotta piss like
a racehorse!"

Tanner and Sparks both held their breaths as they heard foot steps. They
stopped suddenly and were followed by, "HOLY FUCK! YO DUDES! GET IN HERE!
YOU WON'T BELIEVE THIS."

The boy was right, they didn't.

Tanner listened from his hiding place as they boys entered the restroom,
saw Sparks and started to chatter. It was the moment of truth.

What followed couldn't have been more perfect. The boys reacted pretty much
the way Tanner hoped they would.

They had seen the motorcycle outside with the jeans draped on it and the
socks and shoes beside it and concluded they belonged to this near naked
guy.

The boy who appeared to be the un-official leader of the group asked, "Yo
Dude! Is that your bike and stuff outside?"

Sparks took a deep breath and said, "Yes Sir!"

One of the others chimed in and asked smartly, "So are you a fag, or what?
I hear that fags like to hang out here."

Sparks though for just a moment, took another deep breath and said, "Yes
Sir!"

Tanner started to get a little worried as he listened to the next part of
the conversation between the boys. They were being typical teenaged
boys. They talked trash about fags for a while, but then seemed to shift
gears when one of them said, "Oh fuck! Who cares. Why don't we just do what
the sign says? It could be fun."

The leader thought for a few moments then stepped closer to Sparks and
asked smartly, "So what do you think fag? Should we punish you? Somebody
must have put you here for a reason. You couldn't have tied yourself up
like this."

Sparks gulped and said, "Yes Sir. Punish me however you want."

Another boy said, "Damn! He doesn't sound or even look like a fag."

Tanner knew what he was talking about. There were some boys at his school
who everyone knew were gay. They acted like it.

They debated a little more then finally decided to go with it! Hell, it
wasn't like it would turn them into fags or anything.

Tanner smiled as considered what was happening. It was just like some of
the stories he had read. These boys seemed pretty straight, and yet were
intrigued by the prospect of punishing this older guy.

The first step was predictable.

They pulled Sparks jock down as far as they could then took turns fondling
his cock and balls.

"Man, he's really boned good. Looks like he's liking this a lot." One of
the boys exclaimed.

The leader wrapped his hand around Sparks cock and asked, "Is that true
fag? Do you like this?"

"Yes Sir!" Sparks exclaimed.

He was blushing a lot now and definitely felt humiliated, but he was also
turned on like never before. He hoped these boys would be as cruel as
adolescents could be.

Tanner did too.

It didn't take long before all four of the boys set aside what reservations
they had.

They began slapping Sparks cock around and took turns squeezing his
balls. Each moan and gasp encouraged them to get rougher.

One of them started pinching and twisting Sparks' nipples as hard as he
could.

Tanner heard the gasps and moans and took a chance to peek from his hiding
place.

He tingled all over as he watched Sparks pull against his bonds as his cock
was slapped repeatedly.

It was during the cock slapping that one of them asked, "So is your, umm,
`master' around anywhere?"

Sparks panted, "I think so sir!"

Tanner retreated into the alcove and continued listening.

"So who is he?"

"Well, his name is Tanner and he's probably about your ages sirs. He's 15."
Sparks gasped.

That almost brought "the bus" to a screeching halt. Tanner cringed in his
hiding place.

"HOLY SHIT! Wait a fucking minute! Are you serious? Your `master' is just
15? And you have to do whatever he says?" the leader asked.

Sparks nodded and said, "Yes Sir. I do. No matter what it is."

At this point the boys were really intrigued. They pressed to know how it
had happened.

Sparks was a little reluctant at first, but they kept pushing. Finally he
said, "Okay, well, it's sort of a long story, and all I can say is I have
to do whatever he says from now on."

"Dang!  We gotta meet this Dude! He's probably around somewhere, maybe we
should look for him." The leader said.

Tanner couldn't resist. Before anyone responded, he stepped out of hiding
and laughed, "That's okay. `He's' right here!"

All heads turned as Tanner walked over to them. They were sizing him up, as
boys are prone to do.

Sparks tried to imagine the looks on their faces as they looked at
Tanner. As boys that age go, he had to admit, Tanner was not only
good-looking, but also had an air about him that could be very
intimidating. It was that cocky, confident "air" that had pretty much
ensnared him.

Had he not been strung up as he was, Sparks might have busted out laughing
as he listened to the bantering back and forth that followed.

The chatter seemed to reach the moment of truth when the leader asked
smartly, "So are you a fag too?"

There was a momentary pause before Tanner snapped back, "So what if I am?
Does that fucking matter? I do whatever the fuck I want to do!"

It was like a bolt of electricity had shot through the room. There was a
long pause, followed at last by the leader who said nervously, "Well, um no
I guess.  I was just asking."

The truth was, all the blustering aside, he like his buddies, had at least
one friend who he knew was gay and it actually didn't matter to them. It
didn't keep them from `acting' the anti-gay part though. Hell it's what
most jocks seemed to do.

The ice was clearly broken and Tanner took the high ground.

"Okay, look, here's the fucking deal. This Dude's name is Sparks and it's
like he said, he is my slave boy. Has to do whatever I say. It doesn't
matter how it happened, it just did. You guys seem pretty cool and would be
doing me a favor if you helped out today."

Sparks suppressed a grin as he thought that Tanner seemed like the type of
guy who you wanted to do favors for.

"If we stay in touch, who knows, I might be able to do some favors for
you." Tanner said.

Without being obvious, Tanner had taken the opportunity to "check out" the
front of all four boys' shorts. He had excellent peripheral vision and was
certain that at least two of them had boners. Such was apparently the case
with boys, straight or gay, being around someone else who was clearly boned
seemed to have that effect.

"So, ahh, okay, what would you like us to do?" the leader stammered.

Tanner smiled and said, "Just like on the sign. Punish him however you
want. You can be as rough as you like. The rougher the better. You can
untied him too and he'll do whatever you guys tell him to do. Isn't that
right slave boy?"

Sparks gasped, "YES SIR!"

At that point Tanner got the other boys to start working Sparks cock and
balls over again, while he talked to the leader outside.

Once out of earshot of the others he said, "Yo Dude! Thanks for your help."

The leader smiled and said, "Yea, it's all cool I guess. It is sort of
fun. Just curious though, about how much you want us to do?"

Tanner smiled back and said, "Hey as much as you want! Hell if you want,
you can make him give you all blow jobs or even fuck him if you want. You
like blow jobs don't you?"

Tanner could tell by the look on the boy's face that he had yet to
experience one. He thought for a moment then said sympathetically, "Hey
don't sweat it. It's okay.  I can tell you though; it feels a whole lot
better than jacking off. A WHOLE lot better. Doesn't matter if it comes
from a guy or a girl, a mouth is a mouth."

Okay, so the guy didn't want to admit he hadn't been blown yet. What boy
his age would?

In many ways, Tanner was wise beyond his years. He sensed that a bond of
trust had been created between him and this guy, and he followed his
instincts.

"By the way, you know my name. What's yours?" he asked.

"Uh, it's Shane," he said softly.

"Well okay, Shane. So what about it? Would you like to get a blow job from
my slave boy?" Tanner asked as seductively as he could.

Shane trembled slightly, took a deep breath and stammered, "Well, yea, I
guess. But umm, I'm not gay."

Tanner laughed, "Hey it's cool. You can still have some fun though."

Now Tanner didn't recognize it yet, but he truly did have a "gift" for
discerning certain things about other guys. Things that either they
couldn't admit to or see in themselves.

In Shane's case, his words didn't ring entirely true. Maybe he really was
completely straight. Tanner's "gut" told him that at the very least he was
curious and probably open for some experimentation. As much as he was
tempted to test that feeling, he decided to keep his focus on Sparks.

"Okay, so look. Maybe we can talk some more at another time. For now, I
just need you guys to help me out with Sparks. Do whatever you want with
him for as long as you can stay. Just be rough. Okay?"

Shane thought for a couple of moments then said, "Okay, I guess we can do
it. Hell we've all been through some weird initiations. Shouldn't be too
hard to make it tougher than them. Can we gag him if he starts screaming?"

That was music to Tanner's ears. "Oh yeah! For sure. In fact, if you guys
can make him scream I'll give each of you a nice tip. I mean money."

That seemed to banish any lingering doubts Shane had.

Tanner smiled as he watched Shane head back into the restroom. He had
looked in Sparks' wallet and seen a bunch of twenty-dollar bills. He
reasoned it wouldn't be like stealing, since all of Sparks' money was
supposed to belong to him first. That was part of the deal.

Tanner didn't know if Shane had said anything to his friends. What he did
know was that any reservations they might have had about what they were
doing seemed to totally disappear. All four really got into things with
Sparks.

Tanner was more than content to watch as they tortured and humiliated
Sparks in every possible way. Hell, if Tanner didn't know better, they had
read some of the same stories he had.

Things escalated quickly.

For the first half hour or so, they seemed content to just slap Sparks'
cock and balls around, twist his nipples and smack his ass. They clearly
liked the fact that he was so painfully boned.

Their slaps were accompanied by all sorts of taunts like: "Oh you like
that, don't you fag boy? We can tell you do! We've got lots more in store
for you!" And so on.

They had reached the point when they were talking about releasing him so
they could do other things when Shane turned to one of the guys and said,
"Dude, go out to his motorcycle and get the belt from his jeans. We can use
that to whip his cock."

Tanner liked the sound of that. He had considered giving the guys some of
the toys from his backpack, but decided against it. They were doing well
without them.

As soon as Shane had the belt, he doubled it over, pulled Sparks' cock down
by it's head and started lashing it.

Sparks' gasps turned to screams as the pain shot through his cock and up
into his gut.  Already things were worse than the few times he had let some
truckers mess with him. And these kids had more in store for him.

Shane focused his blows on the middle of Sparks' hard shaft and smiled
wickedly each time Sparks cried out. He was sort of surprised that he was
enjoying doing this to a fully developed man. What was more surprising was
the fact that it seemed his own cock got harder every time Sparks cried
out.

The big surprise for all the boys, including Tanner came after the fifth
lash with the belt.

Sparks pulled violently at his bonds, screamed loudly, and started to
shoot. His first volley of his thick man seed caught one of the boys in the
middle of his chest.  The ones that followed hit his stomach before he
could back away.

Tanner smiled as he watched Sparks' final convulsions. It took awhile
before he was drained. Tanner liked that a lot. Yes it would definitely be
fun to make him cum.

The next surprise for the boys was that Sparks remained fully erect after
he came.  They didn't know about the pill, of course, and wouldn't have
cared if they did.

It took a few minutes for all to sort of re-group. During that time, Tanner
checked out the boys again. Though they were all wearing jocks under their
shorts, he had no doubt that every one of them was fully boned. So much for
being totally straight.

Tanner's own cock strained inside it's tight little cage. He was excited
about what was happening and wished he were able to get hard. The fact that
the four other boys were still shirtless, glistening with sweat and boned,
just added to his frustration.

At this point, Shane and his buddies went into a sort of perverse
auto-pilot mode.

They untied Sparks, removed his blindfold, forced him to get down on his
hands and knees and tied a piece of rope to a ring on his collar. Once that
was done, they led him outside like a dog.

Sparks had seen this sort of thing done to other guys, but had never
experienced it himself. Already he felt like his cock was ready to explode
again as they led him onto the open field. He had absolutely never felt
this humiliated before, nor this excited.

With the blindfold off, he took the opportunity to check out his teenage
masters.  They were definitely Tanner's age, or close to it and well into
puberty or beyond.  All four had hair on their legs; a couple had more than
the other two.

The boys led him around the field for a little while then went into the
woods behind the restroom building. It was in the same clearing where
Sparks and his guys had abused Eric that these boys proceeded to abuse
Sparks.

Things started off simply enough. They made Sparks kiss and lick their
sneakers. After that, he had to rise up on his knees, kiss their stomachs
and lick their navels.

Armpit licking came next. For Sparks it was a mixture of humiliation and
wild excitement. They held his hands behind his back as he licked each of
their sweaty armpits in turn. And oh they were sweaty, but a different
sweat than a chubby old truck driver's.

When they were done and trying to decide what to do next, Tanner stepped
in, glared at Sparks who was on his knees with his hands behind his back
and snarled, "Dang Boy! I looked in your wallet. You've got a lot of money
in there! What have you got to say about that?"

Sparks swallowed hard and stammered, "I'm sorry Sir! I guess I should have
told you.  You can take it all if you want. It is yours now anyway."

Tanner smiled and said, "Yes it is. I tell you what I'm going to do, since
these guys are being so helpful. I'll give them that money when I am
satisfied you have been punished enough!"

Sparks gasped, "Whatever you say sir!"

Tanner pulled all four of them to the far side of the clearing so that
Sparks couldn't hear.

"So look guys. I know this may still seem pretty strange. It'll be cool if
you just go with it. Oh and about the money. If you guys can make him
scream, then I'll give each of you twenty bucks. And oh yea, make sure he
gives each of you a blowjob too. I promise you'll like it."

At that point, any reservations the boys had just melted away. They huddled
up and came up with a plan. Tanner listened and smiled. It was pretty
nasty. Tanner was impressed that they were able to devise it so quickly and
that it included the blowjobs for each of them.

When they broke their little huddle, two of them headed into the
woods. They returned a few minutes later with some birch branches that had
been stripped of their leaves and a bunch of small vines that were covered
with thorns.

To start things off, they carefully wrapped some of the thorny vines around
Sparks' cock and balls. They were fairly loose, but were secured enough
that they wouldn't fall off.

Sparks winced and gasped as the vines were wrapped around his manhood. The
thorns on the vines were very sharp. Though loosely bound, some had already
drawn some little droplets of blood.

Tanner liked the next part of their hurriedly concocted plan a lot, almost
as much as the final part.

The boys spread out around the clearing, each holding a birch
branch. Sparks was required to crawl to each one in turn. Once there, he
would have to ask if he could please suck the guy's cock.

The guy would agree, pull down his shorts and jock, kneel and then order
Sparks to assume a pushup position while he sucked his cock. To make it
even more intense, the guy would lash Sparks' back and ass with the birch
branch while it was going on.

If Sparks' arms gave out and he dropped to the ground, the thorns wrapped
around his cock and balls would stab into his sensitive genital flesh.

Tanner watched with wide eyes, and painfully tingling balls as Sparks
started his round. It was awesome watching the naked 21-year-old guy crawl
to each boy and ask to suck his cock.

Sparks actually thought it was pretty damn exciting. Although the entire
process was awfully humiliating he could not deny the fact that he was
still more turned on than he had ever been before.

He crawled to the first boy, looked up and asked, "Please sir, may I suck
your cock?"

The kid smiled and taunted, "Why should I let you do that fag?"

Sparks' cock throbbed as he gasped, "Well, because I'll suck you real good
and you can even cum in my mouth. I'll swallow all of what you shoot."

Tanner grinned as he watched the boy's face. He was sure that this was the
kid's first blow job.

The boy thought for just a moment, and then said, "Okay, you can do
it. Assume the position we told you about."

Sparks got into a pushup position as the boy lowered his shorts and jock
and then knelt in front of Sparks.

More blood rushed into Sparks' cock as he took the young jock's firm piece
of manhood into his mouth and began sucking. The sweaty odor of the boy's
pubes was strong and helped to drive Sparks on.

Fortunately for Sparks the boy was so worked up that he almost forgot to
use his branch on Sparks' back and ass. It also didn't take long for him to
start shooting either.

He had just managed to deliver few lashes across Sparks' glistening back
when he let out a yell, grabbed the back of Sparks' head and held it firmly
as he pumped his full load into Sparks' warm mouth.

Sparks' entire body shook as he felt the young teen's manhood begin pulsing
inside his mouth. He sucked harder and kept going until the jock was
drained.

The occasional pricks from the thorns wrapped around his own cock and balls
didn't bother him all that much. If anything it seemed to make him even
harder.

When the boy eventually stopped pulsing, Sparks pulled off and lowered his
knees to the ground. He waited to be told to move on to the next boy.

As Sparks waited, Tanner looked at the face of the guy who had just cum. He
had a feeling it had been his first blow job and what a great one to have,
to be able to cum in someone else's mouth. Tanner still thought that was
one of the best feelings ever.

As Sparks crawled to the next boy in the group, more blood rushed into his
cock.  Crawling around naked like this, in front of these young teens, with
a hard-on encased in thorns was humiliating for sure, but continued to be a
thrill. That was partly due to the fact that all four still had their
shirts off and had nicely defined upper bodies that glistened with sweat.

The second boy had the same strong sweaty pubic odor that Sparks was
getting to like a lot. It helped keep him aroused. This guy was a little
more proactive than the first and definitely less shy. As soon as he
dropped his shorts and jock, and Sparks assumed the pushup position in
front of him, he demanded that Sparks start by washing his balls with his
tongue and mouth.

Tanner had to admit; the kid had a nice set of manly parts.  His guess was
that in a couple more years he might be almost as big as Austin was down
there.

Sparks seemed impressed too as he ran his tongue over the boy's balls and
then sucked them into his mouth. The teen gasped as Sparks gently swished
his balls around inside his mouth. His gasps turned to loud moans as Sparks
shifted to his cock.

Somehow the boy managed to start lashing Sparks muscular back with his
branch. Though Sparks flinched with each blow, Tanner could tell the lashes
weren't all that hard. The boy was too distracted by the sensation in his
groin.

Sparks was distracted too. The kid's manly scent was really strong and his
cock tasted of sweat and perhaps some residual dried cum. He totally
ignored the occasional pain from thorn pricks and sucked as hard as he
could.

Sure he had sucked some random cocks before when out of desperation, he had
dabbled with glory holes and some truck drivers, but this was very
different. He was getting a real thrill out of being "forced" to pleasure
these young jocks.

As with the first, as soon as the cum started blasting into his mouth he
sucked as fast and hard as he could. His body shook violently as he felt
that hard teen shaft pulse in his mouth and heard the boy cry out in
ecstasy.

The scene was pretty much repeated for the remaining two boys. Both almost
forgot about the whipping and only delivered a few inconsistent
lashes. Both also cried out as they added their loads to Sparks' afternoon
diet.

With the round of sucking over, the boys seemed at a loss of exactly what
to do next. They discussed it briefly then went with the next part of their
original plan.

They led Sparks to the edge of the clearing, had him assume the pushup
position and tied his ankle restraints to a small tree stump, with his feet
on either side.

They then stood on either side of him. Each one pressed one leg against
Sparks' side or thigh and began whipping his back, ass and thighs with the
birch branches.

The plan was simple. With his ankles tied the way they were, and the boys
on either side of him, when his arms eventually gave out, he would have to
drop straight down. That meant his thorn encased cock and balls would be
pressed between his body and the ground.

Tanner smiled as he watched things unfold. The boys took their time with
the lashes.  They weren't all that hard, but hard enough for Sparks to
wince with each one.

Tanner wasn't sure how long it lasted, but it seemed like a long time
before Sparks' arms showed signs of beginning to give out. His naked body
glistened with sweat and he was shaking. Periodically his body would begin
to sag in the middle, but he would catch himself and rise back up.

One of the diabolical things that Tanner noticed was that whenever he
raised his ass up too high, the boys lashed it really hard. They realized
it was just a little easier to maintain that position when arched up.

About halfway through Sparks' ordeal, Tanner asked the boys if the would
mind him taking some pictures. None of them did, so Tanner used his cell
phone to capture a few pictures and video clips. He got some nice close-ups
of Sparks' face and his aroused cock. He saved some of his memory for the
"finale" and was glad he did.

Towards the end, as strong as Sparks was, he couldn't hold out forever. His
backside had a substantial number of red marks across it and it seemed
every muscle in his body was aching.

When the moment came when he just couldn't maintain the position any
longer, he let out a loud cry of anguish as he dropped down.

The cry was followed by an even louder scream of pain as the sharp little
thorns bit into the sensitive flesh of his aroused penis and testicles.

"ARRRRRRGHHH!  GOD! OH MY GOD! AHHHHHHHH!" he cried out!

Though it wasn't planned, the boys acted instinctively in unison. They
dropped their

whips and threw themselves on top of Sparks, from his ankles, up to his
upper back, effectively pinning him on the ground.

Sparks continued screaming. The pain emanating from his genitals and pubic
area was intense. Tears filled his eyes as he fought to regain control.

After what seemed like an eternity of screams intermingled with gasps for
air, Sparks began to settle down. The initial shock was over and the pain
was becoming manageable.

Eventually the boys got off of him and rolled him over on his back. Tanner
was a little worried that some real damage had been done. He watched as one
of the boys carefully removed the thorns from Sparks' tortured manhood.

Sparks wince and gasped a few times, then breathed a sigh of relief once
they were completely removed.

With the thorns out of the way, Tanner knelt beside Sparks and examined his
midsection.

There had been some bleeding for sure, but not as much as Tanner had
feared. The thorns were sharp, but not all that big of long. Some had
broken the skin, but had not penetrated very far.

Tanner remembered the pack of "wet-wipes" he had in his backpack and used
them to wipe off what blood there was. Most seemed to be on his cock, which
Tanner figured was understandable. The dang thing was fully engorged. It
took a few minutes for the little spots of bleeding to stop.

By then, Sparks seemed fully recovered, well as recovered as he could
be. His cock was still hard. Probably from a combination of the pill and
the situation he was in.

His cock and balls tingled as he listened to the boys ask Tanner to take
some more pictures of Sparks laying there naked and boned and then email
them.

Tanner was more than happy to oblige.

With the picture taking completed, and email addresses exchanged, Tanner
gave each of the boys twenty dollars from Sparks' wallet and assured them
he would be in touch.

They seemed excited about hooking up for some more "fun" again as they ran
off.

Tanner waved as they crossed the field, then turned to Sparks.

"Okay slave boy. That was a good warm up. Now we have some preparations to
make before tomorrow."

Sparks was a little weak in the knees and felt light headed as he
dressed. By the time he was finished, he was as close to being back to
normal as could be expected.

A brief discussion about finances followed.

When they left the park, they would go to an ATM machine. Sparks would use
his debit card and let Tanner see the balance in both his checking and
savings accounts.  He had quite a bit since he was well paid and was pretty
frugal.

Tanner liked that. Sparks agreed to give Tanner access to his online
banking account so that Tanner could monitor his accounts. He was supposed
to be getting an allowance from Tanner. Using the debit card would simplify
the process. As needed, since Tanner was now receiving his paychecks,
Tanner would simply transfer money as needed using Paypal.

Once Tanner saw the balances, he asked Sparks if there was a "sex shop"
nearby where they could go to pick up a few more items.

"Yes Sir. There's one that's not too far. I know the owner pretty well and
can probably get him to let you in if there's not too many other customers
there."

Tanner was excited about that prospect.

His luck continued to hold when they arrived at the shop. There were only a
couple of other customers there and the owner knew them really well, so
there was no danger of them complaining about a minor being present in the
shop.

The owner had known Sparks for a couple of years and was more than happy to
do him a favor by letting his young friend in.

Sparks saw the look on the owner's face when he introduced Tanner. It was
the same look the other two guys gave Tanner when they saw him.

Sparks listened with amusement as the owner chatted with Tanner. The chat
started with small talk. Things like how old he was, what sports he played,
and so on.  Gradually it shifted to more personal stuff.

As Sparks continued to listen, it occurred to him that Tanner had a very
magnetic personality. There was really something about him that was hard to
resist.

He was so self-assured. Cocky, but not overly arrogant like so many
jocks. And then there were his looks. The kid was built really well and had
a solid, lean body, a very solid compact, lean body. Couple that with his
imp-like boyish face and you had a look that turned heads, as it was doing
with the two customers in the shop.

To say the owner was "blown away" by Tanner would be an understatement. He
was surprised when Tanner admitted readily to the fact that he was gay. Not
only that, but he liked trying lots of things. Though he was "open" for all
types of experiences he explained that he was pretty sure what he like most
was dominating other guys. Especially ones that were older than him.

And that's when it suddenly hit the owner!

He looked at Sparks, saw the leather collar around his neck and the leather
restraints on his wrists and exclaimed, "Well I'll be damned! You don't
mean?"

Tanner was very quick on the up-take. He grinned, looked at Sparks and said
firmly, "Go ahead and tell him!"

The owner's mouth dropped open as he listened to what Sparks said
next. While he had always presented himself as being a total top,
especially when his biker buddies were around, the owner did have his
suspicions that Sparks had some hidden desires. Those suspicions were
confirmed as Sparks blushed, lowered his voice, and leaned closer.

"Okay, look. I'd really appreciate it if we could keep this just between
us. Okay?"  Sparks said softly.

"Hey!  Sure thing. I wouldn't be in this business long if I wasn't
discreet," the owner whispered back.

Tanner prodded him, "GO AHEAD!"

Sparks swallowed hard and then continued, "Okay, well it's simple see. I'm
his slave now. He is my master. It's my choice and I'm sticking with it. So
anything you can do to help him out will be appreciated."

The owner was in a state of shock. Nothing quite like this had ever
happened in his shop before. His clientele was mostly gay guys, except for
some women who were dominatrix's.

While he had some customers who were young "masters", or trying to be so,
none were this young. He didn't know how this had come about but knew it
really didn't matter. Still, he was very intrigued. Even more so when
Sparks continued.

"Look, he has some stuff he wants to buy. I'll pay for whatever he wants."

The owner was totally caught up in the moment, and had been smitten by
Tanner's demeanor and plucky charm.

His interest continued to grow when Tanner ordered Sparks to wait outside
until he was ready for him to pay for what he bought.

The next hour or so was a thrill for everyone there. Even for Sparks who
was waiting outside. Though he don't smoke much, he had some loose bills
stuffed in his jeans pocket and bought a pack of smokes and some beer from
the liquor store across the road.

Back inside, Tanner was busy shopping.

Sparks didn't know it at the time, but the encounter with the shop owner at
this critical moment, would end up saving him from some serious physical
harm.

The owner accompanied Tanner through the store, showed him things, and more
importantly explained things. He was impressed with the fact that Tanner
was so open and honest about his desires and experience, including the lack
of the same in so many areas.

If he had one big concern, it was Tanner told him about Sparks' desire to
have no way out and no safe word as it was called.

"Well look Tanner. I'll be honest. There are a lot of guys who say that,
but don't really mean it. It may sound good and exciting when they are all
horned up and just thinking about it, but it's another matter when it's
actually happening."

"It's a little different in cases where the Master and Slave have been
together for awhile. At that point, the Master should know the signs and
not push things to the point that real harm is done."

"In your case, and I mean no offense, you are young and new to this. If
Sparks really does want to proceed without that `safety net', then the
pressure will be on you to figure out how far you can push. It's not that
easy. Especially with a guy like Sparks. He seems pretty strong."

Tanner thought for a moment and said, "Yea. I've seen the scars."

The owner thought for a few more moments then continued, "Okay, look, I'll
tell you what, I've got some booklets and some Internet links that should
help you out.  I've give them to you before you leave. I'll also give you
my private cell phone number, in case you have questions about anything."

Tanner liked the guy and thanked him as they moved through the shop.

His first purchases were some enema supplies. The owner helped him pick out
two kits that included butt plugs with release valves.

"Okay, see, the thing with these plugs is this. The way they are shaped,
once they are inside a guy's butt, there is no way a guy can force them out
with his anal muscles. It won't happen! The only way is to pull them out."

"So you put the plug in, attach the hose from the enema bag and fill him
up. Then you close the valve and wait for as long as you want before
opening the valve.  Make sure he's over a toilet or something though."

"The other important thing is that you'll need to clean the nozzle out on
the butt plug after each use. It's pretty wide, but some shit debris could
get lodged in there. That's what those long wire brushes are for."

Tanner examined the kits and picked up one of the brushes. They were quite
long. He thought for a moment, then turned to the owner with a wicked grin
and said, "You know, these things are really long. I'm thinking it would be
wicked if you pushed one through the valve thing when the butt plug was in
place and open and twirled it around."

The owner laughed, "You really are a twisted little dude. I like that and
will give you a nasty piece of information. Actually the way the valve is
designed in the butt plug, you can push the wire brush through while it is
closed. It's sort of a one-way valve. Do it fast enough and nothing will
leak out. You can then twirl it around while the guy's ass is still full!
You know, to really clean him out!"

"And drive him wild!" Tanner concluded.

The enema discussion concluded with the owner tossing a pamphlet into
Tanner's basket. It had some enema tips, including ones about how to safely
use alcohol.

"Please read that carefully. You might have heard about beer and wine
enemas. They do work, but you have to be careful to avoid alcohol
poisoning." The owner added.

As the continued through the shop, Tanner added some more toys to his
basket. They included dildos of various sizes, butt plugs, cock rings,
vibrating eggs, nipple clamps, a "milking wand" (or shocking rod as Tanner
knew it), two chastity devices (different from the one Tanner had on),
assorted gags and some whips.

He was just about done when a computer display caught his interest.

It was marketing a device he had read about in some stories.

The owner smiled as he recognized Tanner's interest.

"Ahh, okay. This is something new and pretty wild. It works through the
Internet.  I'll give you the quick explanation. You buy the software and
the equipment.  You install the software on your computer and you `slave
boy's' computer. You subscribe to this special website, then you have the
`slave boy' plug this little box into his computer using the USB plug."

"Once that is done, he connects any or all of these peripherals to that
box. One of them is a sleeve that fits over his cock. Another is a wire
mesh bag that goes over his balls, and the last is a plug that goes into
his ass."

"The two of you connect through that website and start chatting. Is best if
you have a Web Cam running. While you do it."

"The fun part is that, you as the `Master' have the control panel access on
your computer. He doesn't. By remote, you can trigger vibrations and shocks
to all three devices and can control their intensity. With the cock sleeve
on, you can actually `masturbate' your subject as fast as you want. It
works surprisingly well."

The set up wasn't cheap, but Tanner figured it would be worth it. The owner
helped things along by giving Tanner (actually Sparks) a nice discount.

As promised, at the checkout counter, the owner gave Tanner the information
he had promised along with a substantial discount and a bunch of free
items.

Tanner was just about to go get Sparks when the owner took a deep breath,
smiled at him and asked, "By the way, it is okay if I call you Tanner
right?"

Tanner chuckled, "Well, yea. That's my name, why wouldn't it be?"

The owner smiled, nodded towards the two other customers across the room
and said, "Well a lot of guys who shop here don't like to use their real
names. They have their reasons. Take those two guys for instance. I don't
know if you have noticed the way they have been looking at you since you
first came in."

Tanner hadn't noticed. He had been too focused on the items in the
store. Now he did notice the way they were looking at him. He looked at
them smiled a little nodded and then turned back to the owner.

"That's sort of creepy. Especially the way they sort of winked at me."
Tanner said.

As savvy as Tanner was, he was still young and inexperienced and didn't
always pick up on the signs.

One sign he did pick up on though was that the owner seemed nervous now. He
seemed distant for a moment, lost in thought.

Indeed he was!

He stared at Tanner and tried to control himself but just couldn't. He
realized he was taking a big risk but couldn't help himself.

"So Tanner, do you know why they are looking at you like that?" he said
softly.

Tanner thought for just a moment, then grinned mischievously and said, "Let
me guess!  They want my body, right?"

As he said it, Tanner took another look at the guys across the shop. In his
estimation, they appeared to be somewhere in their thirties. Maybe
older. Both were not in the best shape, but weren't too bad. Still they
were a lot older.

The owner waited a moment then said, "Well, yea, they do."

He took another big breath and continued, "You might be surprised at just
how many guys are out there who would love to get a crack at someone like
you. And would pay really well too."

So all of a sudden, here it was! Tanner's "if you got what they want"
philosophy was being put to the test. He had already "given" himself to
others on the Internet for personal gain. Was this that much different?

Tanner leaned closer to the owner and snapped, "Dude! I ain't no fucking
whore!"

For a moment the owner thought he had gone too far, and tried to back off
and soften things by saying, "Well, we just met. I didn't think you were. I
just thought you might be interested in, well using what you have, while
you have it. It's okay though if not. No harm, no foul."

Tanner had provided the obligatory response of indignation. After that, he
thought some more, then asked, again, mischievously, "Okay, so let's say I
was sort of interested in something. What's in it for me?"

Once again the owner took a deep breath before continuing.

"Okay, I am taking a big risk. You understand that. Right?"

Tanner giggled, "Yea! Yea! I'm not that young! Still I `am' jailbait
though, as they say. But if I was cool with it, what would actually be in
it for me?"

"Well, with your looks alone, a fair amount of money. Just how much would
depend on what you were willing to do. There are some guys around who would
pay quite a bit for someone like you who was willing to do some BDSM
scenes. Others would pay for just the chance to watch you jack off. It
would be totally up to you," he said softly.

Tanner thought for a few moments then replied, "Well I'll think about
it. I'm not promising I'll do it."

He picked up one of the guy's cards and stuffed it in his pocket. "I'll
call you if I decide to do it." Tanner concluded.

The owner smiled as he finished ringing up Tanner's purchases.

Tanner went outside and got Sparks to come back inside to pay for the
purchases. He didn't flinch a bit when he saw the total.

The ride home was a little tough. Tanner had put as much of the stuff as he
could in his backpack. The rest he held between himself and Sparks back.

When they arrived at Tanner's house, Sparks pulled up to the curb and
Tanner climbed off the bike. Just before he headed to the house, Tanner
turned to Sparks and said, "Okay, you did good today slave boy. You go home
now and get some rest.  You'll need it for tomorrow and no jacking off
until I say you can."

Sparks nodded and said firmly, "Yes Sir!"

Tanner grinned as watched Sparks drive off. He was glad he had done the
"warm-up" thing, but his balls were really starting to ache. He wished he
could get a hard-on and jack off.

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                  THOUGHTS AND FINAL PREPARATIONS

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Back in his room, Tanner dumped all his stuff on his bed and sat down at
his computer to check his email. He wasn't expecting anything in
particular.

There were the usual emails connected with his Ebay store and a bunch from
guys he met in chat rooms, begging him to come online for some Web Cam
sessions. If he weren't wearing the damn chastity device, he probably would
have hooked up with someone. As it was though, doing so would just be like
torture.

When he was finished responding to the emails he needed to, he logged off
and started working on unwrapping all the stuff he had purchased at the sex
shop.  He emptied his backpack and then repacked it with the items he
planned to use with Austin and Sparks the next day. It was a tight fit
getting everything in.

When he was done, he gathered up all the wrappings and packaging and took
them to the burn barrel at the back of the yard. He didn't want to chance
mom or dad finding any of the telltale packages.

As he watched the stuff burn, he reflected on the afternoon's events. He
had a lot to think about. He had lucked out in more ways than one.

Shane and his buddies were a great find. He was certain he could use them
again if he needed to. Though he was sure they were primarily straight,
they were at least open to having some nasty fun. All had gotten boned well
before getting their blowjobs.

They had clearly enjoyed punishing and humiliating Sparks and he was sure
they would feel the same way if and when he produced some other guys for
them to mess with. Eric and Austin came to mind immediately. But there was
also Josh and Jeff.

Yes they had really liked getting sucked off, and would probably love
fucking. Who wouldn't!

Then there was the whole sex shop thing. That was really a good break. He
had gotten a lot of more toys to use, along with lots of tips about how to
do "stuff." The booklets and information sheets the owner had given him had
a lot of great stuff in them.

He had glanced through one of them in particular and was amazed there were
so many ways to cause pain, without doing permanent damage. He had spent a
little more time scanning the sections about the penis and testicles.

As he had read on the Internet, contrary to what many thought, a guy's
testicles could take a lot of abuse without being damaged. The trick was to
do it certain ways.

His balls tingled a lot as he watched the flames in the burn barrel and
thought about Sparks' and Austin's balls. They both had fairly large ones
that hung low. Tomorrow he would experiment on both of them.

Dang he had so many things he wanted to try. He'd have to go through the
instructions for the electro torture thing again. That had a lot of
promise.  Likewise, he would review the instructions for the enema stuff.

It promised to be an exciting day.

As he stirred the embers with a big stick, he thought about the last
conversation he had with the shop owner. He had mixed feelings about it.

There was no question that he'd like the money. He was also reasonably sure
that if he did it, things could be arranged so that he would be safe.

The big question was how badly did he want to do it? This would be
different than the Internet stuff. While he knew some older guys had
watched him on the net, what the owner had proposed would be live and in
person.

Though he would never tell them, Tanner actually did like being abused by
Eric and Austin. It turned him on quite a bit. He knew it was a short-term
thing with them and would give him a great excuse to be really rough with
them for the rest of the school year.

He also didn't mind being Dillon's slave boy. That was exciting too.

This other thing though would mean he would have to "perform" for and be
used and abused by guys who were significantly older than Eric and
Austin. He was pretty sure some of them would probably be fat old men who
would make him suck them and probably fuck him too.

Tanner's stomach churned at the thought.

As he broke up the final glowing embers in the barrel he considered the
fact that though he felt a little queasy about it, he was actually excited.

There was something strangely exciting about being able to turn other guys
on, no matter what their age was. That gave him a sense of power.

As he walked back to his room, it occurred to Tanner that there might very
well be some older guys out there who would "get off" on being used by
him. Hell, Sparks seemed really turned on by it.

The more he thought about that part, the more he liked the idea of
dominating and torturing some other older guys.

Still though, he wasn't sure if he wanted to do it. Hell, he had enough to
do with Sparks and the other guys. Then again, it was, at least worth
thinking about.

Once he was back in his room, he logged onto his computer again. He had
just started checking his Ebay account when his cell phone rang It was
Dillon.

"Yo Dude! What's happening? Mom said I could come over for a little while
since everything is done here. Is that cool?"

Tanner chuckled, "Yea Dude. I'm just about done sucking the football
team. I'll tell them they have to leave."

Dillon gasped, "No SHIT Dude?"

"Damn Dillon you can be so gullible! I mean SHIT man! Yea, come on
over. You won't believe what happened this afternoon. It was wild and will
be easier if I tell you hear."

Dillon was off the phone in a flash. He didn't know what had happened, but
he knew Tanner, and if said was wild, it was probably very wild!

Tanner laughed when Dillon burst into his room just a few minutes later.

"Damn Dude! You couldn't have gotten here any quicker if you had beamed
over. Catch your breath already and chill!" Tanner chuckled.

For the moment, the whole "Master/Slave" thing seemed to be set aside and
they were simply best friends.

Dillon listened in awe as Tanner outlined all that had happened that
afternoon. His eyes widened when Tanner transmitted the pictures and video
clips from his phone to his computer and showed them to him.

"Yea, I know the clips are pretty short, but you can get see what was going
on," Tanner said.

"Damn!  I wish I could have been there. I mean shit! And they all came in
his mouth, right?" Dillon inquired.

"Oh yea. Seemed like they shot a lot too, just by the way he was
swallowing."

Dillon was very impressed, even more so when Tanner told him about
everything that had happened at the sex shop.

"So Sparks isn't pissed about you giving away his money and then spending
so much at that shop? Dillon asked wide-eyed.

"No Dude! He's totally cool with it. Having me control his money too seems
to really turn him on. Don't get me wrong though. I'm not gonna take
advantage of him though. I already have it figured out. I'll be putting
most his money that he doesn't need for rent and stuff in a savings
account. He will have to earn his allowance though." Tanner explained.

"Okay, that sounds fair. It's way cool that you got all that new stuff
too. But what about the other thing? You know that the owner talked to you
about? Are you gonna do it?" Dillon asked.

Tanner reflected for a moment, then grinned and said, "Well I'm not sure. I
have to think about it. Then again, if my "master' ordered me to do it, I'd
have no choice, now would I?"

Tanner didn't quite understand why he said that. It just sort of came
out. Then again, as he said it, his balls and the rest of his body did
tingle a lot.

Dillon considered what Tanner had just said. He wasn't sure about this, but
couldn't escape the fact that just thinking about making Tanner do "stuff"
with a bunch of older guys was making his cock get harder.

Dillon smiled and teased; "Now that's not a bad idea. I'll have to think
about that one. I'm sure there are plenty of old perv's out there who would
love getting a shot at you."

Tanner was about to tease back when he noticed a small envelope on his
pillow. Funny how he hadn't noticed it before. Then again his attention was
on unwrapping all the stuff from the sex shop.

He hopped over to his bed, picked up the envelope and smiled as he saw the
writing on the envelope. It read, "SHITHEAD."

Tanner chuckled to himself as he opened the envelope, "Eric has a way with
words."

The note inside was typical Eric.

"Yo Dick Wad! I'm gonna be out with two bitches tonight. But I'll save some
for your ass! Yea! I am gonna fuck your fag ass hard when I get home!"

Tanner smiled as he handed the note to Dillon, "Check it out Dude! Knowing
Eric, he means it."

Dillon read the note then said, "Yea, seems like it. Wish I could watch
that."

They teased and taunted each other for a little bit before Tanner suggested
Dillon should use his computer to check his email and stuff.

"Yea Dude, go ahead and check your email and do whatever else you want. I'm
gonna throw a pizza in the oven."

Dillon didn't need to be told twice. His own computer was so closely
monitored that he couldn't chance accessing his Hotmail account from there.

He didn't have many emails; probably because most of the guys he was
"involved" with understood his situation at home and that there would be
delays in him responding.

He was surprised to see an email from Jeff, which had been sent just before
he left on the camping trip. It wasn't, just a quick note thanking Dillon
for being his master and a promise to call him as soon as he returned from
the campout.

Dillon's cock started to harden as he thought about Jeff out in the
woods. He wondered if the members of his patrol had the opportunity to have
some fun with Jeff.

He really hoped so.

As soon as he was done with his emails, Dillon went to one of his favorite
BDSM porn sites. He loved watching the videos there. He had just finished
watching a hot one that included a bunch of cock and ball tortures when
Tanner returned with a couple plates of pizza, a bag of chips and some
sodas.

They sat and watched another video while they ate. Both were totally worked
up by the time the video was over and the pizza was gone.

"Okay Dude! You said your parents were gone for the weekend, right?" Dillon
asked.

Tanner nodded, "Yea, they're on another one of their getaway weekends in
the city. Mom gets them from her clients. It's cool, especially now that
they figured I don't need a `sitter' anymore."

Dillon giggled, "Oh I don't know about that last part. I mean look what
happened with your last baby-sitter,"

Tanner's smile broadened as he chuckled, "Yea, you're right. I guess that
really got things going. I mean shit man, look at all the stuff that
happened after that."

Dillon grinned some more and said, "Yea, and it all got started because you
were horny."

They would have chatted some more if Dillon had more time. As it was, he
only had a few minutes left before he had to head home. He certainly didn't
want to get grounded with all the stuff that was happening.

"So anyway," Dillon continued, "I gotta go soon. Before I do though, you
need to get naked, and stay naked until it's time to go to Sparks' place
tomorrow. And speaking of tomorrow, I know where the key is so I'll just
let myself in the morning. I'll call you when I am at the computer."

Tanner pulled off his clothes, tossed them aside, then asked, "So like is
there any chance I could have the chastity thing off for just tomorrow?"

Dillon shook his head and said, "No, sorry dude. It hasn't been even a full
week yet.  You still have more time to go."

Tanner had figured that Dillon would say know. Still it was worth a try. He
was getting increasingly desperate. In a couple of days it would be a week
since he been able to get an erection. It was becoming sheer hell for the
continually horny teen.

Tanner was surprised when Dillon left without making him do anything
else. It was probably just as well, since he was expecting Eric to "use"
him when he got home. He was certain that Eric wouldn't forget about his
promise.

As Dillon had ordered, he remained naked as he went about his business,
which was to go over his plans for Sunday. He read through all the
information he had gotten at the sex shop and reviewed the instructions
that came with the electro torture kit. He was really looking forward to
using it on both Sparks and Austin. He just wished there was a way to hook
them up to it at the same time.  That would really be wild.

Eventually Tanner started getting sleepy so he shut out the lights and
climbed into bed.  He was hoping to get a few hours sleep before Eric got
home.

It didn't take long for him to doze off. It had been a really intense day.

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        ALL AROUND THE TOWN AND BEYOND or BOYS NIGHT OUT

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As the saying goes, "Boys Will BE Boys", and all the boys connected with
Dillon and Tanner were definitely being boys on Saturday night!

JOSH- As planned, Josh and his two younger cousins slept in the
clubhouse. The cousins had fun with Josh. As agreed upon earlier in the
day, he was their slave. Things started off simple enough that night. Josh
was ordered to strip naked and then to do a bunch of exercises while his
cousins watched. Of course he got boned very quickly.

After the exercises, the cousins tied his hands behind his back and his
feet together. They had opened their sleeping bags up and laid them out on
the floor in front of the fireplace.

Josh was positioned in the middle of the sleeping bags, on his back. The
plan was that for the rest of the night, the cousins would take turns doing
whatever they wanted to Josh.

They had planned to stay up all night, and made it till the wee hours of
the morning before they finally fell asleep.

Their "turns" had involved mostly just feeling Josh up and jacking him
off. They tried to keep a record of how many times they had made him cum,
but lost track somewhere along the line. Still though, by the time they
finally woke up, they were certain it had been at least eight times.

If there was one thing that surprised Josh, it was the fact that neither
one of his cousins had made him suck cock. He had expected that.

No matter, he was certain Dillon and Tanner would rectify that once he got
back home.

JEFF- The wildly horned 14-year-old patrol leader had a similar night at
the campout.  Jared, the young, blond haired imp, had won the right to
sleep in Jeff's tent and do whatever he wanted with Jeff during the night.

The day long hike had apparently tired out most of the members of the Troop
so it wasn't long after lights out that things got really quiet and Jared
was able to get down to business.

He made Jeff sleep naked. Well DUH! A no brainer there. Jared poked his
head under the top of Jeff's sleeping bag, turned on his little pen light
and "examined" Jeff's body closely. It was a thrill for both boys.

Like Josh, Jeff boned up quickly. Jared took his time fondling Jeff's cock
and balls. He then jacked him off to the point that Jeff was getting close
to shooting. Once there, he slapped Jeff's cock as hard as he could over
and over again. He was careful not to make too much noise.

The "jacking/slapping" drill was repeated a number of times during the
night. Jared loved playing with Jeff's manhood and bringing him close to
the edge over and over again without making him cum.

By around three in the morning, Jeff was getting desperate to cum. Jared
had told him he couldn't do it himself and had tied his hands behind his
back to make sure.

Jared managed to keep Jeff really worked up by stripping naked himself and
slipping inside Jeff's sleeping bag at various times to rub his body
against Jeff's.

Needless to say, by morning Jeff was totally desperate to cum. It was just
before dawn when Jared had woken up yet again and was jacking Jeff slowly
when Jeff whimpered, "Dude, please let me cum this time. I'm begging you
man. I'll do whatever you want."

Jared smiled and whispered back, "Okay. It's a deal. Just remember what you
said. `Whatever I want.'"

So it was that Jeff was able to "cream" inside his sleeping bag at young
Jared's hand. It remained to be seen just what Jared would want at some
point.

AUSTIN- So Austin had to work at the theater. He did have a date with a
particularly hot cheerleader after he got off work. A friend had dropped
her off at the theater, where she waited in the lobby for Austin.

They went out for something to eat as soon as he was done.

As they talked at the restaurant, Austin could tell that she was just as
horny as he was. Maybe more so. So many of her comments were laced with
sexual innuendos.

By the time they left the restaurant and climbed into the car, Austin was
so boned he had to "adjust" himself to avoid the bottom of the steering
wheel.

The girl suggested they go to a remote "parking spot." Austin knew of one,
and drove there in a sort of daze.

It was the spot where he and Eric had "abused" Tanner earlier in the week.

Once they were parked, things proceeded they way they had on a lot of
Austin's previous dates. There was a lot of kissing and eventually
fondling.

At one point, Austin found himself sucking her tits, while she reached
inside his pants and played with his hard cock.

It might have gone a lot further if Austin hadn't had so many new
"experiences."  It was while he was sucking her tit, that Austin started
remembering sucking Eric's cock.

Without any warning, his cock exploded inside his pants. The girl felt it
pulse and finished him off as fast as she could.

The conversation that followed was strained.

Austin apologized for cumming so fast. The girl seemed disappointed, but
seemed to accept it. Heck, what girl wouldn't love the chance to make the
star quarterback cum at her hand?

The ride home was a quiet one. Try as he might, Austin couldn't get his
mind back on the girl sitting in the car beside him. Instead, all he could
think about was what would be happening the next day.

The result of those thoughts was, that by the time he dropped his date off,
his cock was once again, on it's way back up.

ERIC- Then there was Eric. True to form, Eric had chosen to go out with a
girl who was a total slut. Well at least as far as he was concerned. He had
hoped for a quick and easy "score."

Unfortunately for Eric, the girl wasn't as "slutty" as he thought. He ended
up spending a lot of money on dinner before eventually getting to her
place.

The parents were out and Eric figured she would be an easy conquest.

Things to be right on track until the "bitch" started shifting the
conversation around to Austin. She knew that Eric and he were best friends
and wanted to know more about Austin.

There were times when Eric actually could be a dumb jock, and this was one
of them. He had been correct about her "virtue level", but wrong about the
fact that she was a total "slut."

She had been excited when Eric asked her out, but mostly because she knew
that Austin was Eric's best friend. And Austin was a "dream boy!"

Eric eventually got frustrated about answering all the Austin questions and
tried to "move things along."

She put up with some groping and kissing, but ended up shutting things off
when Eric began getting more and more physical.

A yelling match ensued, during which Eric called her a "cock-teasing
bitch", among other things before he stomped out.

So it was, that, it was an insanely frustrated Eric, who headed home. He
had not gotten the relief he had sought so desperately. His only
consolation was that he had a warm mouth and tight little ass waiting for
him at home.

TANNER- It was a good thing that Tanner had managed to get a couple hours
of sleep before his brother stormed into the house and dragged him out of
his bed.

Tanner had seen Eric worked up and pissed off before, but never quite like
this.

He was dragged into Eric's room, thrown on the bed and then told, "OKAY
little brother! Looks like you're gonna have to be my bitch for tonight! I
don't give a shit what you do to me in the future. All I know is for now,
you are mine you little fag bitch!"

As strong and scrappy as Tanner was, he was no match for his older
brother. Eric shouted and blustered as he slapped Tanner around before
forcing him down and mounting him like a crazed dog.

Tanner tried to keep from screaming but couldn't. Eric was fucking him to
fast and hard.

Fortunately for Tanner, Eric was so "worked up" that it didn't take long
before he shot his load inside Tanner's tight muscular ass.

Eric snarled as he slipped out of his younger brother's ass, "Don't go too
far dickhead! I'll be needing your tight ass again soon."

Tanner remained where he was as Eric continued shouting and
smack-talking. It wasn't long before Eric's words trailed off and started
snoring.

Tanner smiled knowingly as he climbed off of Eric's bed and returned to his
room.

It was only recently that he had learned that Eric was a lot like Austin,
in that he tended to recover quickly after cumming. More importantly
though, given the current situation, he knew that once Eric dozed off, he
was "out-like-a-light!"


Back in his room, Tanner set his alarm so he'd be able to wake Eric up with
just enough time for him to shower and dress before work.

He smiled as he drifted off to sleep. His ass was hurting from Eric's
brutal assault, and his balls were aching for lack of release, but his body
tingled all over as he thought about the day ahead.

Hard-on or not, he would enjoy himself by making Austin and Sparks suffer
as they never had before!

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                           - STAY TUNED -

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REFLECTIONS/COMMENTARY:

Thanks to all who have taken the time to email me. Praise and constructive
comments and suggestions are most welcome. Destructive comments are
ignored. Write your own story and post it if you don't like mine! J

Suggestions & Requests- There is still time to get requests/suggestions in
for the next Chapter, although it has already begun to be written. The
primary FOCUS is on Tanner and his day with Sparks and Austin at Sparks'
townhouse apartment.

Also, I'd appreciate hearing some comments about Tanner's chastity
device. How long should the horny teen be forced to wear it before he goes
insane? Care to speculate what life would be like for a 15-year-old boy who
cannot get totally hard?

For the moment, Tanner is leaning towards "blowing off" the opportunity to
essentially "sell" himself or others to some of the clearly older clientele
of the sex shop. It remains to be seen if that will happen. For the moment,
Tanner has enough going on! Then again, Tanner is Tanner! And Tanner
doesn't want, nor need a "Sitter" anymore!

--- THANKS FOR READING ----

tjwiley

jaywiley@hotmail.com