Date: Sat, 9 Nov 2013 23:23:05 -0800
From: Master Gilbert <lthrcigarmstr@hotmail.com>
Subject: Cigar Boy Chapter 14

All characters and events in this work are fictitious.  Any resemblance to
real events or real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.
Though this work of fiction may contain sexual situations and/or sexual
acts between adults and minors, neither the author condones such situations
and/or acts.


Cigar Boy, Chapter 14

Bill got me home and came with me inside.  He said that if my dad was there
he would take care of him for me.  I personally was hoping dad would be in
bed or out when we got there, but no luck there.

Dad was sitting in the living room and I was first in the door.  Dad looked
at me then saw Bill coming in behind me so he got up and came over to the
door.

"Bill" dad exclaimed.  "What are you up to?"

"Nothing man.  Just saw Adam walking home so I thought I would give him a
ride." Bill said as he patted me on the back.

I went straight to my room and closed the door.  I had no idea what dad and
Bill were going to be talking about but I knew I didn't want to stay in
there and listen.  So I got myself ready and went to bed.  Even lying in
bed I could hear dad and Bill talking.  I really couldn't hear what they
were saying, but as I fell asleep I just hoped that dad didn't come in my
room in the morning to wake me up.

The next morning Dad stuck his head in the door to make sure I was awake
before heading out to the base.  At least I had escaped talking about my
new tattoo for now.  So I got up and got dressed.  I found my jeans and a
high collared shirt so that the tattoo wasn't as visible and the collar was
less noticible.  Once dressed, I stood in front of the mirror wondering if
anyone would be able to guess what all I was hiding under all the clothes.

I left for school hoping to meet Rob on the way.  I called his cell but he
didn't answer so I started walking alone down the side of the street.  The
entire way there I was thinking about the tattoo on the back of my neck and
the fact that I was walking funny.  I know it was more me being
self-conscious.  But I thought everyone that drove by me, or walked passed
me, was looking at me.

Once in my first class I looked around and noticed that Rob wasn't in
school.  Figures, I thought to myself.  I really needed him today to help
keep me from freaking out and he was nowhere around.  That's when my worst
nightmare started coming true.

"Adam" the teacher called out.

"Yes ma'am."  I answered.

"The principal has sent for you." She replied and pointed toward the door
with her open hand.

I picked up my books and started out the door and to the principal's
office.  The entire way there all I could think about was what he could do
to me for having the tattoo and what he would say to my father.  I think I
was equally scared of both ideas.

Once into the principal's office, I was asked to sit down and wait for
Principal Miller.  I had ever been scared of a principal before.  I mean I
had been in more schools than most cities even had.  Every time dad got
transferred it meant a new school for me.  So there were years when I was
in a different school each year.

But Principal Miller was different.  He was a larger man, about my dad's
build and was very stern.  He allowed no horseplay in the halls and I had
seen him pick a boy up off his skateboard while he was skating by him in
the hall.  I mean he just picked the kid up and the skateboard kept going.
He always dressed in a black dress shirt and slacks, and I never saw him
when he didn't have his head shaved.  The only hairs on his head were eye
brows and a scruffy goatee.  Not to mention he looked like he worked out
regularly.

So there I waited with my books in my lap, trying not to look down because
I knew that meant it would be easier to see the tattoo on my neck and the
collar.  I was also trying not to hold my legs too close together because
it caused the piercings to ache.  I really wondered if I even needed to
breathe right about now.

"Adam" Principal Miller opened his door and called my name sending a shiver
down my back.  "Please come into my office."

I slowly stood up and walked into Principal Miller's office making sure not
to turn my back to him as I closed his door.

"Have a seat Adam." Principal Miller pointed to the chair in front of his
desk.

I sat down trying not to look so scared, but I was terrified.  I kept
thinking that even if my dad came down to the school the worst thing he
could do was throw me out of the house and I would just move in with Mike.
I kept telling myself that nothing this man could do to me could be any
worse than what I had been living through.

Principal Miller sat very straight in his chair looking over his desk at
me.  "So Adam, I have noticed a change in you recently." He said very
directly.  "I need to talk to you about how you are going to handle these
changes and make sure you will be able to handle what might be coming
next."

Confusion, bewilderment, & astonishment all flooded me at the same time.  I
was confused because this was not the speech I was expecting.  I was
bewildered because it almost seemed like Principal Miller was trying to
help me; and I was astonished that he didn't threaten me right off the bat.

I noticed he wasn't talking so I felt like I needed to say something.
"Ummm." Was all I could get out though.

"Come over here Adam and let me see your tattoo." Principal Miller said as
if he already knew I had it.

My hesitation caused him to continue speaking I think.

"It's okay Adam.  I know about your condition." Principal Miller continued.
"You see Adam you and I have a lot more in common than you think."

So now my mind was racing.  What did Principal Miller know?  What did he
mean?  I felt like I was literally going to explode with all the questions
running around in my head, but at the same time I realized that I had stood
up and started around the desk almost as if I had no control over it.  I
caught myself and snapped back to reality just as Principal Miller put his
hand on my shoulder and guided me around the final corner of the desk so I
was standing directly in front of him.

"Let me see your tattoo Adam.'  He said with authority.

I turned around and he moved the collar of the shirt down and then placed a
hand on my shoulder causing me to go to my knees.  I was like a puppet all
of a sudden.  I was doing things out of reflex without thinking.  Without
even knowing what I was doing at times.  But it felt so natural and never
forced.  It felt like this was the way it was supposed to be.

"That's a very nice registration mark you have there Adam." Principal
Miller said.  "Would you like to see mine?"

What the fuck just happened?  Did Principal Miller just ask me if I wanted
to see his slave registration mark?  Is that seriously what he just said?
I knelt there for a minute dumbfounded.  I didn't know what to say, or how
to respond to that.

"Here Adam, let's go in here and I will show you mine." Principal Miller
said as he stood up and headed to the private bathroom attached to his
office.  "Come here Adam, I'm not going to do anything I promise.  After
all you are collared to Sir Mike now."

My world was both imploding and exploding at the same time.  My head was
spinning and I felt like I was totally loosing track of reality.  How did
my principal know that I was collared and that I was collared to Mike?

I made my way into the bathroom and Principal Miller was removing his
shirt.  After his dress shirt came a black t shirt.  He removed that too
then turned around.  My shock and disbelief at what I saw must have been
apparent.

"It's okay Adam.  I enjoy submitting to Sir Bill." Principal Miller said as
I looked at the whip marks covering his back.  "I have been submitting to
Sir Mike for a few years now and when I was given to Sir Bill this weekend
it was completely consensual.  I promise you."

My legs were going weak as the whole of the weekend came flooding back to
me.  It had not been my father on the wall or hanging from the tree.  It
had been my principal.  Oh god!  I had sex with my principal!

"My role now is to help you adjust to your new life Adam.  I am here to
help you and to protect you while your Sir isn't able too." Principal
Miller continued.  "You can come to me anytime you need to talk, or need
help.  I will always have my door open to you.  But you must keep this a
secret Adam.  No one can know about what happens here, or at home.  Do you
understand?"

Principal Miller waited for me to answer but I was still in shock.  I
wasn't even sure what he was asking me at this point.  I was struck by the
brutality of what I had seen him endure and the actual caring with which he
was talking to me now.  They seemed like two separate people talking to me.
The one that allowed himself to be whipped without end or mercy and the one
that seemed to control an entire school without hesitation.

"Adam I need you to focus for a minute." Principal Miller put his hands on
my shoulders and looked me square in the face.  "Adam you need to
understand what is happening to you and how it is going to affect your life
both here in school and at home.  I am here to help you, but you have to
talk to me and communicate with me in order for that to happen."

"Ummm..." I said as I was trying to clear my mind.  Principal Miller was
getting re-dressed and walked back out into his office and waited for me
behind his desk.  I walked back into the office and stood on the other side
of his desk just looking at him.

"Adam I need to know that you are going to be okay before I let you leave
here." Principal Miller continued but with authority again.  "You need to
talk to me or I am going to send you home for the day Adam.  You need to
tell me your going to be okay."

"Yes Sir" I said out of instinct.

"I'm not your Sir Adam, I am your principal." Principal Miller continued.
"But at least you are talking now.  That's a step in the right direction."

"Yes Sir" I said again without realizing it.

"Now, are you going to be okay today Adam?"  I was asked again.

"Yes, I think so Principal Miller." I managed to get out this time as I was
finally beginning to gain my senses back and think about what I was going
to say before saying it.  "I think I will be okay."

"Keep your shirt collar up and if anyone says anything to you then just
tell them it's a new thing and they will most likely leave you alone."
Principal Miller said.  "If they don't leave you alone, then let me know.
Also be sure to stop by my office at the end of the day."

"Yes Sir." I replied out of habit.  Then I just shook my head and walked
out of his office and back to class.

The rest of the day was fairly quiet.  No one really said much to me.  It
was the first time that I appreciated being an outcast.  No one really
cared too much about what I did or how I dressed.  Really the only people
that seemed to notice or care were my teachers.  But even then they didn't
care enough to say anything.

At the end of the day I walked back up to the principal's office.  Waiting
for me in Principal Miller's office was Bill and my dad, both in uniform.
It never ceased to amaze me how imposing my father looked in uniform.  But
Bill standing next to my father was equaling imposing.  While Principal
Miller was similar to my father in build, he seemed small next to the two
of them.

I stood outside the office door for a minute while Bill and my father were
talking to Principal Miller.  They had their backs to me so only Principal
Miller knew I was standing there.  After a few minutes he motioned for me
to come in.

"Adam, your father and his friend are here to pick you up."  Principal
Miller said as Bill and dad turned around to look at me.  I wanted to crawl
into a ball.  This was after all my worst nightmare.  Having to confront or
deal with my father, let alone doing it in public and to do it in front of
Bill, who knew the truth, only made it seem that much worse.

"Principal Miller has been telling me you are going through a phase
lately." Dad started talking as if he actually knew what was going on.  "I
told him that you have always been moody and that I would help you as much
as I could."

You have to love parents.  They think they know what's going on but they
have no clue.  Dad called me moody.  He had no idea what I have been going
through lately.  But I guess he was planning to be in my life more in the
future.  Boy I am looking forward to that, not.

Then there was Bill who just stood there through this whole thing smiling.
The smirk on his face was the kind that told everyone he knew more then he
let on.  He just nodded as dad told Principal Miller how he was going to be
there for me.  He chuckled when dad called me moody.  But best of all was
the way the corners of his lips curled up when Principal Miller told dad
that he would be here for me too and that I could come by his office
anytime.

I wondered what Principal Miller's relationship with Bill was really like.
I wondered if Principal Miller became some spineless thing when he wasn't
on campus.  Or did Principal Miller keep his arrogant demeanor until Bill
took a whip to him?  I wondered.

"Okay Adam let's get going." Dad said as he turned to the door and started
out.  "You want to join us for dinner Bill?" Dad asked as he was almost out
the door like an afterthought.

"No Sir" Bill answered.  "I have plans already."

It struck me how funny it was to hear Bill say "Sir" to my father.  I mean
I know its military protocol.  Dad is an officer and Bill is an NCO.  Since
they were inside Bill didn't have to salute him, but Bill would never
breach military protocol.  I turned and smiled at Principal Miller as I
left with my father.  I could only imagine what Bill's plans were.

The ride home with dad was uncomfortable.  He didn't ask many questions and
only made some small talk.  I didn't offer to much information.  I just
wanted to get home and get to my room.  As we pulled into the driveway dad
turned to me and had this very serious look on his face.

"We need to talk Adam." Dad said.  "And I know when you get in the house
you are going to disappear into your room.  So why don't we talk for a
minute before you get inside."

I just nodded.  I figured it was going to be about my new tattoos and
attitude.

"Your mom has left." Dad said.  He was virtually emotionless.  "She said
that she needed some time away and packed a bag this morning and left to
stay with her parents.  They need her help anyway."

Dad began to shed a tear but as quickly as it formed he wiped it away.  I
was in shock.  I couldn't believe it.

"She's coming back though, right?" I asked.  "Mom is coming back, right
dad?"

Dad reached over and tried to hug me but I didn't want to be hugged by him.
I didn't want to be touched by him now.  I flung the door to the truck open
and jumped out.  I didn't run into the house, I didn't want to be anywhere
near my dad right now.  I started running down the street and before long I
was standing in front of Mike's house.

Mike's truck wasn't in the driveway but I went to the door and knocked
anyway.  Rob came to the door.  He was in his jeans and boots.  I just
looked at him and pushed past him.  Rob closed the door and looked at me.
He seemed shocked.

"What's going on?" He asked as I just stood there.

"My mom left us." I said blankly.  "My mom left."

"What are you talking about?" Rob said.

"My fucking mom left me!" I screamed at him thinking that if I added volume
to my voice maybe he would understand me better.

Rob just stood there looking at me not knowing what to do.  He had this
blank stare.  It was almost like he couldn't comprehend what I was trying
to tell him.  That's when I noticed that his jeans were barely pulled up
and his fly wasn't even done.

"Why weren't you in school today?" I demanded.  "What have you been doing
all day?"

"I..." he couldn't even answer me.  "I had something I wanted to do."

"I thought you were my friend, but you blew me off today.  Why man?"  I
asked expecting a better answer.

That's when I heard something in the hall and I looked around the corner to
see some man sneaking out of Rob's bedroom.  It took me a second but not
long to figure out what Rob had been doing all day at home.  That's why he
didn't have a shirt on and his jeans were hanging around his waist.

I pushed him and turned around, bolting out the door.  I had no idea where
I was going but I didn't care.  I knew I didn't want to be around my
father, nor Rob.  Rob chased me out the door and grabbed me by the shoulder
as I got to the end of the driveway.

"Hey!" he said loudly.  "You know this isn't easy for me either."

"What are you talking about?" I said as he turned me around.

"I'm talking about you and my dad!" he shouted as he burst into tears.

Suddenly I had gone from hating him to feeling sorry for him.  I had also
gone from feeling like the world was exploding around me to feeling like I
was causing the world to explode.  I grabbed Rob and pulled him into me and
hugged him and started crying too.

We must have been a sight standing at the end of the driveway hugging and
crying like that.  Two teenage boys, dressed like skinheads or punks,
acting like girls.  But I could really careless what other people thought
of me right now.

Eric drove up in his Camaro and honked the horn at us.  Then he rolled down
his window and yelled at us to get into the house.  I think it was my fear
of Eric that made me do what he said without telling him to screw off.
Whatever the reason I guided Rob back into the house.

Eric wasn't far behind us as the first thing he did was throw the strange
man hiding in Rob's room out.  I don't know if he knew who he was or not,
but Eric told him never to come back to the house or talk to anyone about
his brother.  "I will make sure all your friends know you like little
boys." He told the mas as he kicked him out.

"What the fuck are you to sissies doing?" Eric yelled at us.  "You think we
need everyone to know what's going on around here?  You trying to get dad
in trouble?"  Eric was fuming.

When he stopped screaming at us I explained that my mom had left my dad and
that I didn't want to go home.  Eric actually seemed like he felt sorry for
me, for a minute.  Then he went back to screaming at Rob.

"You're a whore now?" he asked Rob.  Or maybe I should say Eric screamed at
Rob.

Rob just started crying again and Eric stormed out of the living room
headed to the kitchen.  I sat with Rob not sure if I should hold him, or
comfort him, or get up and leave him alone.  It must have been about twenty
minutes before Eric came back with a beer in one hand and a cigar in his
jaw.

He handed Rob the beer first and told him to drink.  Then once Rob had
finished the beer, he handed him the cigar and told him to take a toke.
Rob started calming down and Eric took the empty cup back into the kitchen
and refilled it while Rob was toking on Eric's cigar.

"You done being a bitch now?" Eric asked.  I guess that was all the
compassion he could muster for his little brother.

Rob just leered at Eric.  You could tell he wanted to say something but
didn't dare.  Then Eric took his cigar back and handed Rob another beer.
"You want some?" Eric asked me as he held the cigar out to me.

"Sure" I said as I took it and took a few puffs off of it.

"So" Eric started as he stood over the two of us.  "Someone want to tell me
what's going on before dad gets home."  Then he took his cigar back and
stood there blowing smoke in our faces.

"My mother left my dad and I don't want to live with my dad." I started.
"I came over to talk to Mike." Eric's harsh look reminded me quickly I had
messed up.  "I mean with Sir about what to do.  That's when I saw that guy
coming out of Rob's room and realized Rob had skipped school today to play
with him."

Rob started tearing up again but this time didn't cry.  Instead he just
took a sip of his beer and sank lower into the couch.  Eric's look turned
to Rob as he waited for some kind of explanation.

"Dad doesn't love me anymore." Rob started out which brought another leer
out of Eric.

"What the fuck are you talking about?" Eric shot back.

"Now that Dad has Adam he doesn't spend any time with me anymore.  I never
get to play like we used to." Rob's voice was getting stronger.  "Soon
dad's not going to have anything to do with me."

Eric's eyes rolled and he huffed on his cigar making a thick cloud of smoke
that shot straight into our faces.  "Really, that's what all this is about?
Your pussy ass is jealous of Adam?"

Rob immediately went on the defensive shouting "No" at Eric.

About that time the front door opened and Mike walked in stopping just
inside the door to look at the three of us.  One brow went up and he
reached out taking Eric's cigar and then just stood there as the door
slowly closed.

"What's going on here?" Mike asked us collectively.

"Well dad, apparently Adam wants to move in and Rob's pussy is hurting from
lack of use."  Eric said very sarcastically but also remarkably accurately.

Mike half coughed and laughed as he choked on the cigar smoke.  "What the
fuck?" he said as he shook his head and turned down the hall going toward
his bedroom.

The three of us just sat there looking at each other.  I didn't know what
to do, but I guess in that regard neither did Eric or Rob.  Rob guarded his
beer sipping on it.  Eric looked pissed that his dad had taken his cigar.
I would guess I just looked lost.

"Boys" Mike yelled then paused for a second "get your asses in here."

I got up and looked at Rob who looked like he had no intention of getting
off the couch.  I grabbed his arm and yanked on it.  Eric grabbed his other
arm and almost picked him up off the couch.  Then he finally got moving.

I was the first in the door to Mike's bedroom followed by Rob.  Mike sat in
his big arm chair that sat in the corner of the room, completely naked and
slowing jacking his big cock.

"Come here boys." Mike said as he played with himself.  "Come show daddy
you two can play nicely together."

Rob and I looked at each other and then started walking toward Mike.  Mike
just sat there slowly stroking his cock.  As we got almost to Mike he put
his hand up and we instantly stopped on cue.

"I think you boys are a little over dressed." Mike said.  "Help each other
get undressed."

I turned toward Rob and reached down to his button on his jeans.  Rob
reached for my shirt tails.  I had to let go of his jeans to allow Rob to
pull my shirt off me.  Then I undid his pants allowing them to fall to the
ground.  Rob didn't have underwear on of course.

Rob kicked his boots off and stepped out of his pants.  Then he knelt down
and undid my pants slowly making a show out of it.  He started unlacing my
boots and helped me out of them too before my pants fell off my hips and
onto the floor.  I didn't have underwear on either.

There we were, I had socks and my collar on.  Rob had nothing on.  Mike
just sat there slowly stroking his big cock and breathing smoke around the
stump of a cigar he had left.

Motioning for Rob first, he pulled him close and pushed his face into his
right nipple.  Once Rob was firmly attached to it, he pulled me to him and
onto his other nipple.  He had a hand on the back of each of our heads
holding us firmly against his chest.  Even if I wanted too, I wouldn't have
been able to pull away from Sir.

At some point Sir must have put his cigar in the ash tray because he first
took Rob's head and brought it up to his and kissed him deeply before doing
the same to me.  I could taste the cigar on his tongue.  I loved that
flavor.  It was Sir Mike's flavor.

Then he pushed us each down so we were on opposite sides of his cock.
First Rob, then I, got to lick and suck on it.  Then he held my face to
Rob's make us kiss and put his cock right in the middle.  I was French
kissing Rob's tongue around Mike's cock.  It was so incredibly hot.

Rob and I kissed around Sir's cock for a good 30 minutes.  We explored
every fold in the skin, every vein, and shared every drop of precum that
dripped form the piss slit.

Eventually Sir couldn't hold out any longer and he held our heads still as
he blasted Rob and I both with his cum all over our faces.  Then, without
even having to be told, Rob started licking my face clean and I started
licking him clean.  We didn't stop until every drop of cum was cleaned up.
Nothing was wasted.

I was in such lust I couldn't believe it.  I had just shared Sir with Rob
but it didn't feel like I had lost anything or had been cheated out of
anything.  Instead it felt like sharing Sir with Rob only made it better.

Sir stood up and patted the bed with his hand.  Both Rob and I knew what he
wanted and we hopped up on the bed.  We snuggled into each other like
lovers.

"I will be right back." Sir Mike said as he left us there snuggling.  He
returned with a fresh cigar and a beer and Eric.

"Look at these two boys." Sir Mike said as he stopped just inside the door.
"We are going to be busy tonight; you think you will be okay on your own?"

Eric just smirked and laughed.  "Yeah I bet I can find something to do."
Then he turned and left.

Sir Mike closed the bedroom door and came over to the bed.  Crawling in
between us and pulling us up onto his chest as he sat up in bed.

"Okay boys, it's going to be a long night.  I suggest you both get
comfortable." Sir said laughing as he blew smoke in our faces and rubbed
our heads.

It was after midnight before any of us got any sleep that night.  I know I
didn't really care though.  I would have kept going until day light if Sir
hadn't run out of cum...

END OF CHAPTER 14