Date: Tue, 20 Nov 2012 07:59:07 -0800
From: bjjl <bjjl@charter.net>
Subject: Young Lust 2

Young Lust.
Chapter 2.

"You'll get a spanking three times a day. You pick the time and bring me
the paddle."

I agreed. I was never spanked as a boy. I actually like this one. It was
very refreshing to me not to mention sexually arousing.

Friday night, Dylan came over after school. They were both their to greet
me when I got home from work. I could only assume this was another orgy
filled weekend. Trevor and Dylan got tired of bending me over and spanking
me. They to make me walk from the end of the hall to the garage door and
back again. One of them would walk behind me, spanking my butt as I
walked. It was much more fun for them. It seemed more painful getting
spanked as I walked.

There was no problem keeping my penis hard. Between the spanking and the
nipple pinching and twisting. One game the enjoyed was "Vibrator Chair"

The tied me in a chair. Placed a large vibrator between my legs so it was
directly on my penis glans. They strapped my legs together with a belt,
holding the vibrator tightly in place. It was a wild experience the first
time.

When my orgasm came there was no way to turn off the vibrator. It just kept
thumping my penis over and over. The vibration went all the way to my
prostate. I jumped so much that I actually moved around the floor. It was
such a success Trevor and Dylan had to do it at least once every
weekend. The next Saturday night brought another new adventure into my
life.

I was tied with rope, blindfolded and gagged. A strand of rope wrapped my
testicles and penis. I was kneeling in the living room between Trevor and
Dylan as they watched television. Suddenly the door bell rang. My heart
jumped a beat. My God I can't be seen like this! Unfortunately I was unable
to move. I heard Dylan talking to someone. Someone else had followed him
into the room.

"Let me introduce you to Mr. Hamilton."

I was frozen in my position.

"He's kneeling on the floor with his cock dangling between his legs."

I could hear everyone laugh. Not being able to see was a terrible feeling.

"Mr. Hamilton. This is my little brother and his friend. They're here for
an education. They've never seen a naked adult man before. Until now that
is. They're coming of age and are very curious about sexual things. So,
we're going to use you as the Guinea pig."

I didn't like the sound of that. "Guinea pig" There was nothing I could do
bound, gagged and blindfolded. Dylan spoke.

"Let's get him on his feet. Spread your legs open. Wide open! Take a good
look at him. Allen, go ahead and play with his cock. It won't hurt him."

I felt someone touching my penis and pinching the head. The hand took one
of my testicles and squeezed it. I gave out a loud grunt.

"Not too tight on his balls. We all know how sensitive those are. They make
the milk that squirts out your cock."

Thoughts were racing through my head. I imagined myself standing before a
class of sexual hungry boys. I had no recourse but to let them do what they
wanted to me. Those thoughts began a blood flow to my penis.

"As you can see, his cock is pumping up. It's going to be hard in a few
seconds. The balls start hanging down as the cock stands up."

A hand touched my penis, pushing it downward between my legs, then letting
it snap back upward again. I assumed this was amusing because they were
laughing and continued doing it over and over. Dylan spoke again.

"Let's move around to the ass. Can you find his ass hole?"

Someone did, I felt fingers jabbing my sphincter, poking in and out.

"Here, Chris. This is a dildo. Looks just like a big hard cock, don't it?
It's got slippery stuff on it. Just slide that right up in his ass."

The entry was not that gentle. My hips bucked, I let out a loud groan as it
painfully slid past my sphincter.

"Now, Chris. Just shove it in and out. But let it come all the way out of
his ass hole."

I was now completely humiliated, the Dildo sliding in and out of my
bowels. Dylan spoke up again.

"See how hard his cock is? There is even a little juice dripping out the
end. Go ahead Allen. lets see you make him cum."

Allen's hand clamped down on my penis and began yanking it up and down. It
must have taken several minutes but I finally ejaculated. I for one, was
relieved the lesson was over.

Dylan brought his brother over to the house several more times.

"I think my brother Allen has a crush on you, Mr. Hamilton. He loves your
hairy body and your big thick cock."

I never got to see Allen because I was always blindfolded so I never knew
how old he was. One thing I did know, he was superb at the art of
masturbation. He could make me erect very quickly.

One afternoon, I was tied spread eagle on my bed. Allen came into my
bedroom and closed the door. I could feel his hands exploring my naked body
as if it were the first time. He had a fondness for slapping my
testicles. I think he liked to watch me squirm and jump. He didn't slap
very hard but enough to get a reaction. The thing that aroused me the most
was the way he played with my nipples.

He would lick them with his tongue then gently pinch them with his
teeth. It sent shock waves straight to my groin. Once he had my penis hard,
he would rub the front with his thumb. Rubbing up and down on the frenulum
and the tip of the glans. That would drive me crazy but not make me
ejaculate. A few pokes in my ass just added to the excitement. When he
decided I suffered enough, he would twist back and forth on the glans.

Just before orgasm, my whole body would quiver. Allen loved to manipulate
the glans, before, during and after ejaculation. The first few times I
thought I would pass out from the sensation. I finally became use to
it. One thing I knew for a fact, I never had orgasms so powerful as those
Allen gave me with his hands.

Then came summer vacation, Trevor would be turning 17 in August. In my own
twisted way, I was actually enjoying my current situation. I never realized
how stimulating bondage could be. It was like a freedom release for me, but
my son was always testing my limits. Like marching me out in the back yard
stark naked and spanking me. He knew it was humiliating but then again I
was bound and gagged. My relationship with Trevor had grown a lot over the
last two years.

Trevor and his boyfriends still had that youthful lust to push everything
to the limit. Some things I was happy with and some not so. Then he found a
new torture device, the electronic flyswatter. It was a great source of
amusement for him and Dylan and he rest. They used it on me and themselves.

It was basically bug zappers but like one you could hold in your
hand. Whenever you came close to something, you would press the button and
ZAP! A electric current would discharge at its target. It was not so much
as painful as it was annoying. However, a few shocks on the testicles and
penis could get a bit sore. The thought it was great fun to use on
me. Better than the paddle. The most exciting was zapping me directly on
the sphincter.

The only one better than that was the tip of the penis. Dylan would open
the slit with his fingers, then zap the inside. God, that stung like hell!
They would each put their swatter close to my butt and push the button off
and on quickly. It gave my bare cheeks a good stinging. However, I still
preferred the good old fashion spanking to that electronic swatter. I think
Trevor did too.

When I stood in the kitchen washing the dishes, sometimes Trevor would come
in with the paddle or yard stick and give my butt a dozen or so whacks. I
actually enjoyed that. Other time he would order me to "assume the
position" Which was basically my kneeling on the floor, knees apart and my
hands clasped behind my head. Then he would do whatever took his fancy.

Pinching, twisting or pulling my nipples and "finger fucking" me, as he so
crudely put it. He would also use his feet to toss my genitals
around. Playfully striking my testicles to see how much could stand. He
would usually get me erect then walk away until my erection shrank away. He
would come back later and do it all over again. Not much changed in our
daily routines until Trevor decided we go camping.

It was a place called, Fullers Lake. It was some sort of private spot not
open to the public. I for one, was happy to hear that. I knew I was going
to be kept in the nude and I would prefer it be done in privacy. It was
about a one hour drive from the city. It was very peaceful, tucked away
down a private road with a locked gate. There were three cabins situated
close to the lake. They were Alpine style with the high peak roofs.

Upstairs was the loft which was just one big bedroom and one small
bathroom. Downstairs was the kitchen, living room all combined into
one. Another bedroom was off the kitchen and another bathroom. I Trevor I
wanted the downstairs bedroom because I didn't like climbing up and down
stairs.  "Sure, dad. Now its time you stripped off those clothes?"

Trevor and Dylan went down to the lake. I could see them diving off the
pier and into the water. That would occupy them while I unpacked our
things. After some light cleaning, I took the trash out to the
can. Suddenly, I heard an SUV pull up to the cabin next to us. I quickly
darted back inside. I didn't want anyone to see me naked. Trevor told me
that this was a private location. Who the hell were those people?

I climbed up in the loft to look out the window. I saw one man and three
teenagers about Trevor,s age. The man was carrying some boxes into the
cabin. Just great! I thought we were going to have this lake to
ourselves. I went downstairs to put some clothes on in case they came
over. It was a good think I did. There was a knock on the door.

"Hi! I'm John Keller. My two sons and my nephew are just getting settled."

I smiled back at him as I shook his hand.

"I'm Paul Hamilton. I'm here with my son and his good friend."

"Great. How long you been here?"

"We just got here about three hours ago. How long are you going to stay?"

"I promised the boys a whole week up here."

My first impression about John was, he was clean shaved, neat and well
mannered. I guess he was around my age perhaps a bit older. He looked in
great physical shape, but with a tint of gray running through his hair. He
wore a nice pair of hiking shorts along with a nice Patagonia shirt brown
sneakers and white ankle socks.

I smiled.

"We're here for the week also."

"Swell! We'll have to get together for a barbecue this evening. We've got
some hot dogs and burgers."

I nodded.

"Thank you. I'm sure we can make. I'll tell the boys."

Well, I was certainly shocked to find out Trevor and Dylan knew
Mr. Keller's sons and nephew.

"Sure, dad. That's Spencer and Russel and their cousin James. All of us go
to school together."

Dylan added on.

"Spencer is 17. Russ and James are 16."

"What happened to camping at the private lake? Nobody around?"

"I didn't say nobody would be around. Just that it was private. Only
invited people can use it."

I let a big sigh.

"Mr. Keller has invited us to a barbecue this evening. He's cooking hot
dogs and hamburgers."

I could see the excitement in their faces. Dylan jumped up.

"lets go over and see what Spence is doing."

With that said, Trevor and Dylan ran out of the cabin. The barbecue started
about 5:15 everyone seemed to have a great time. The food was delicious,
something about food outdoors always tastes better. All the boys took off
somewhere, leaving me and John to clean up. Trevor and Dylan were playing
on their laptops I said good night and went to bed.

The next morning I woke around 8:30. I went in the bath these cabins were
really nice. Nice shower plenty of hot water. After my shower, I slipped on
my short robe and sneakers, then went to the kitchen. I looked in on Trevor
and Dylan they were already up, sitting on their beds and playing on the
laptops.

"I was going to fix some cereal."

Trevor pulled his shorts off.

"Maybe after you take care of this boner!"

I got down beside the bed, Trevor wasted no time shoving his penis into my
mouth. It was something I did every morning so this was no different. The
only difference was Dylan, who was waiting for his turn. I was always
amazed at how much sperm these boys could manufacture. I could give them
oral sex an hour from now and they would have just as much as in the
morning.

"Hey, dad!"

Trevor and Dylan were sitting at the table with their cereal.

"Get in position!"

I tossed the dish towel on the table, removed my robe and got down in
position.

"I always think he looks so sexy that way. Even if his cock isn't hard."

Trevor nodded his head.

"Yeah, I do too."

Dylan stepped around behind to me.

"Put your hands behind your back."

When I did, he tied my wrists together with a strand of rope. He took
another length of rope, looped it over my shoulders across my chest and
back under my arms. He tied that end to my wrists. Then he pulled my arms
up tight against my back and tied that end to the rope that went over my
shoulders. I was not blindfolded but I was gagged.

"Stand up!"

It took me several seconds but I managed to get to my feet. Dylan had a
yard stick in his hand.

"Turn around!"

I counted eleven whacks. My buttocks was warm. My penis was also standing
hard.

"That's a lot of fun. You wanna try it, Trevor?"

"Yeah. Maybe a few smacks."

That was another ten and my cheeks were burning and quivering. Trevor and
Dylan tossed their dishes in the sink. Dylan turned to Trevor.

"Why don't you get Spence?"

 "Sure, ok."

What happened next was something I never imagined would happen. I mean
never happen. The door swung open and John Keller was lead into the room on
a leash by his son Russel. His hands were tied behind his back and was
completely naked. Around his neck was a black dog collar and a black ball
gag was in his mouth. His body was clean shaved completely except for the
hair on his head. No body hair what so ever.

Standing nest to John was his other son, Spencer and his nephew
James. Russel yanked the leash.

"Get on your knees!"

John quickly knelt down.

Dylan casually inspected John.

"Nice shave job. When did you start shaving him?"

Russel spoke up.

"Couple months ago. We dressed him up like a girl. He didn't look so good
with all that hair so we shaved him."

Spencer laughed.

"He makes a nice look'in cunt!"

Everyone laughed. I couldn't help but notice the erection that was between
John's legs. I'm sure everyone else noticed it. Spencer slowly walked up to
me.

"So, this your dad?"

Trevor slapped me across the buttocks.

"Yeah! That's him."

James walked over, sliding his hands over my somewhat sore cheeks.

"Nice ass! Tight. Just like my uncle John's."

Everyone laughed again. Spencer spoke up.

"See? I told you everything would work out. It just take time to bring the
old men around."

Dylan smiled.

"How long you guys had your dad as a sex slave?"

Russel answered.

"About three years now. I was 13 when we started. I'm 16 now."

Spencer added.

"Yeah, dad gave into us pretty easy."

"How about your dad?"

"I moved slowly with dad. He was a little confused about me being gay. Not
sure how to handle it and all. He embarrasses easily. If you can humiliate
him in any way, he's easy to control."

I didn't realize I was so transparent. It seems Trevor knew all along what
he was doing or going to do.

I rally hate to admit it, but that camping week was probably the best time
I ever had in my life. Except the part where John and I were traded between
the boys. Trevor and Dylan took John to our cabin. While I was taken by
Spencer, Russel and James to their cabin. I had never really been abused
much until then. I was referred to as "fuck meat" "bitch" "pussy" They
enjoyed more verbal abuse. I could see the lust in their eyes.

"Lets breed this bitch right now!"

Spencer said, shoving me into the bedroom.

"I'm with you, Spence. Let's fill his ass with our CUM!"

"Maybe we should warm your ass up a bit!"

They did with a leather belt.

I don't know what John was going through, but they were "breeding" me as
they crudely put it. I was yanked off the bed when they finished and shoved
into the kitchen.

"Get on you knees, bitch!"

Russel put a collar around my neck and snapped a leash to it. He pulled it,
forcing my head back.

Russel pinched my nipples as hard as he could, I jumped moaning through the
gag.

Spencer spoke.

"Take the gag out. Put some lipstick on this bitch. Make him look pretty."

They smeared lipstick over my lips then drew tow circles around my nipples.

"There! Now you look pretty."

James walked up to me.

"I wonder if his balls are as tough as uncle John's?"

He reached down with his hand and swatted my testicles. I quickly bent
forward, and gave out a yelp.

"They need some work."

They filled a water jug about half full and tied in around my testicles.

They made me walk back and forth across the room. The water jug swung
between my legs, pulling tightly on my testicles.

"Put the gag on him. Lets tak'em for a walk."

They led me down the path to the lake. It was very difficult with the jug
swinging back and forth. We stopped by the lake and Russel put come metal
clamps on my nipples.

"That'll make you feel better."

He was wrong, I did not feel better. My testicles hurt from being stretched
beyond their limits and my nipples were in pain from the clamps. I guess
Spencer thought I needed something more. He picked a switch up off the
ground and used it to snap me across the buttocks with. We came to a
clearing by the lake and finally removed the water jug.

"Get on your knees, bitch! All this fresh air has made my cock hard!"

What a coincidence that all of them should be hard at the same time. I
spent the next half hour with their penises in my mouth.

"I don't know which hole is better. The one in your ass or the one in your
face."

They all roared with laughter. Russel made me stand up and spread my legs.

"You sure get hard when you suck cock! You must really like to suck cock!"

James yanked on the leash.

"You like sucking cock?"

I shook my head no.

He immediately slapped me across my testicles.

"Wrong answer, BITCH! You like to suck big hard COCK?"

I quickly replied with an affirmative nod.

They all laughed again.

"I thought so."

Spencer joined in.

"I saw his cock was hard after we fucked this morning."

"Yeah, I saw that too."

James yanked on the leash again.

"You like breeding?"

I quickly replied again with a nod. I don't know why I was such a source of
amusement to these boys, but then again I never understood teenage boys.

"He's really hard now. Should we jerk him off?"

"No. I like to watch him shrink down. Then get hard again and shrink down."

They did have an incurable lust for sex and they liked to torment and
torture.

That evening, John and I provided the entertainment for everyone. They made
us stand in the center of the room, holding each others penises in our
hand. Spencer did the announcing.

"This game is called First Shooter. You jerk each others cocks until one of
you shoots his load. The first one is the winner. He'll get fucked by all
of us. The looser with get spanked by all of us."

I could see this was a no win situation.

"Get on your mark! Get set! GO!"

I wondered if this was as humiliating for John as it was for me. I really
didn't want to win. I didn't want to got in the bedroom with all of
them. John's penis was getting harder as I pulled up and down. His hand was
gliding over my tender glans. I didn't want to get spanked by all of them
either, but it was better than the bedroom.

I tightened my grip, pulling John's penis harder and faster. I never had
masturbated anyone besides myself so I didn't really have any idea what I
was doing. I knew I was getting closer and closer but I had to hold back. I
heard John give out with a loud moan. Suddenly, my hand was covered with
sperm. John was bucking his hips and I quickly let go of his penis. The
boys whistles and applauded, they had a winner.

John was taken to the bedroom for prize while I was bent over on the floor
with buttocks high in the air. I lost a lot of my fears that week. I was
always afraid how others would perceive me. Afraid of their judgments about
me. Thats one of the great advantages of bondage. It takes all your guards
down, stripping away everything and you have no control over anything. What
happens, happens with or without your approval. I did many things that week
I would never have done or even dreamed about.

I feel a lot bet now that I am back home with my son Trevor and his
boyfriend Dylan. Dylan just spent the night and the two of them are waking
up.

"Hey, dad! Time for your morning cock service! We're ready and waiting."

I'll never understand young lust....


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