Date: Thu, 20 Mar 2008 23:58:19 -0700 (PDT)
From: Rover
Subject: Toilet Training Tommy pt 5

Bobby, who up until this time had been quiet and seemingly dis interested
in the games suddenly became very alert and watched Curtiss' reaction
intently. It had been Bobby who had included Curtis in the sleepover and
it was he who had a special interest in his reaction to the gay games
that had been played out in Brad and Tommy's house.

He had watched the dimunitive teen for some time, trying to size him up.
He had seemed perfect for his goals. A bit shy and selfconcious about his
less than good looks and seemed to always keep to himself. When Bobby had
seen his scrawny half developed scrotum and near hairless pubic area  in
the team locker room one day after the games,  his pulse quickened and he
slowly began a half friendly half mocking advance on the unsuspecting
youth. The invitation to Brads house had certainly hastened his plans,
much to Bobbies delight.

Now, watching Curtis submissively half crawl to the center of the room,
wearing only his white briefs, Bobby knew it was time for him to make his
move. It was now or never. If he didn't put his plan into action he never
would know if what he had suspected about Curtis was true. Slowly and
with his head hung low Curtis half heartedly continued advancing towards
Shawn and Brad.

Letting the poor Curtis get almost to the teens, Bobby then chuckled out
loud and said to Curtis "get back over here you lunk". All the boys
looked at Bobby in suprise, Jessie almost glaring as Curtis shuffled back
to the couch and his "protector" Bobby. After an awkward silence, the
boys laughed good naturedly and continued horsing around for the
afternoon. No more was said about the incident and because they were all
a bit fucked out they played more lighthearted games that afternoon.

It wasn't until nightfall that Bobby cornered Curtis alone. Bobby grabbed
his waist none too gently and hissed quietly but furcibly into his ear,
"I know you want me bad, I know you want to be my slut, you little
bitch". He tightened his grip, "do what I say and you will get what you
know you want. Piss yourself tonight and then I will pay attention to
you."

Protesting he wasn't that kind of guy, Curtis backed away, an odd
tingling feeling in his gut he had never felt before. Confused he headed
for Tommy's now unused bedroom, closed the door and fought the rising
panic inside him. Should he go home? He knew he should and he should go
now. Staying here was just asking for trouble. His mom didn't really
caremuch what he did and the simple garbled message he had left was more
than satisfactory. What was it about Bobby? He hadn't been overly
friendly but even his smallest of interest in Curtis had caused him to
have butterflies.

No, he knew the last thing he wanted to do was to leave. But he sure had
no plans to fufill his curt request to piss himself. Yikes, what a thing
to ask him!

Slowly the scrawny boy drifted off to a troubled sleep. It was a restless
sleep at best. The boy tossed and turned constantly. For some reason
water seemed to be a center theme in his dreams. Beautiful waterfalls
cascading down a slope. Toilets flushed in his dreams and gentle curtains
of water soothed and calmed him. He awoke only momentarily to the gentle
flood of his own urine flooding him, but then finally calmed he instantly
drifted off to a deep sleep.

When Bobby looked in on Curtis, it was a very wet and fast asleep boy he
observed. The boy's sleeping p.j."s and briefs were soaked through and
through. Bobby couldn't believe his eyes. He had only just told him last
night to piss and he already had! Quickly he made a furtive phone call to
his uncle Ted and went and collected both his and Curtis' few things. By
the time the car had arrived Bobby had said a hasty goodbye to his
friends and hustled the still wet and drowsy Curtis to the waiting car.

The first thing Curtis noticed when he was awoken was his very wet state.
The second was that he realized he was doing everything that Bobby asked
him to do. Bobby wasn't being rude nor did he have a demanding voice, but
it was like he realized that with the pissing incident that
subconsciously he really did want to obey Bobby.

It was a quiet ride in the car. The two boys seemed lost in their own
thoughts and the uncle Ted drove quietly. Bobby had called his uncle Ted
for a reason of course. Not only did he have a secluded house out of town
but Bobby and Ted had their own history together. Ted, after-all had
seduced a very young Bobby some years ago. It had happened after a family
event and somehow Ted had talked Bobby alone to show him his new house.
Bobby, about 7 then was bright eyed and exuberant. The minute they had
entered the house Ted had taken off little Bobby's clothes for a "game"
of doctor. Bobby had giggled and played along, never realizing until too
late why uncle Ted was spending so much time examining his little hind
end. Their games had lasted several years until Bobby had told him to
stop, but they had remained confidantes and shared their sexual secrets
with each other.

Thus it was uncle Ted he had confided in last week when he had started
his planning of his conquest of Curtis.  He after all wanted Curtis to
belong to him completely, not just an initial submission. As the rolled
up the drive and climbed out Curtis seemed embarrassed of his wet and
half clothed body. The other two seemed to not even notice him as they
entered the ranch style home. Uncle Ted, knowing his role, sauntered in
and began fixing a big country breakfast. They were joined for the
biscuits and gravy, bacon and scrambled eggs by two burly farm hand
looking guys. None even gave a second glance to the scrawny, wet and
smelly boy. As they slowly ate and discussed the crops and weather Curtis
felt like a insignificant fly on a window pane. The conversation swirled
around him and here he sat in piss soaked p.j.'s munching on toast.

As the conversation veered to the upcoming horse auction Bobby asked
Curtis out of the blue "I need to feel how tight your ass is". Curtis sat
is shocked silence, the toast feeling suddenly very dry in his mouth. The
rest of the conversation continued on unabated. "Up" Bobby said crossly,
and roughly felt the poor boys poop chute with his hands. Curtis winced
as the rough groping continued. "Listen." Bobby said crossly "either
cooperate or go home". The boy made no move to leave and the groping
continued. He yelped out loud as he felt a finger force its way past his
sphincter."

"Jeez," Bobby said disgustedly, "I only got one finger up ya." The
conversation meanwhile had shifted to the corn yields.

Bobby, sat for a bit as if contemplating whether to bid on an average
steer or not before suddenly getting up from the table and returning
momentarily with a black over-sized dildo.

Leisurely reaching over the table for all to see he dipped it in the
table butter before setting it on the chair near a wide eyed Curtis. "Put
it in" Bobby hissed before setting the reluctant Curtis on the huge
buttered ram. Curtis tried not to cry out as the rod was shoved into him
but he gasped out loud as the first few inches were forced into him.
"That's more like it" Bobby grinned to his uncle and his friends as he
moved the hapless Curtis to the kitchen floor. By now the three men were
watching the scene with interest as the black dildo was forced in and out
of Curtis. Slowly the men formed a semicircle around the teens as they
rubbed their own swelling members. It was soon obvious that Curtis was
getting lost in a wave of sensory overload as his eyes glazed over and
his moaning increased. The black dildo was now slick and glistening as it
pumped in and out of his ass.

The three men and the teen boy all helped the ever slicked boy. Bobby
worked the dildo and the men alternately rubbed his sweating back and
slapped his round and reddening ass. All three were now sporting rock
hard members, still encased in their work pants. They wore amused
expressions as they continued their bantering talk of the weather and
eyed the boy on the floor.

Curtis, meanwhile was losing control of himself as he now started
furiously working the dildo in and out of himself. Panting and gasping he
helplessly pummeled himself until his little near hairless cock spewed
its juices on the floor. Breathlessly he pulled the now offending object
from his red ass and lay breathing heavily on the floor. Bobby,
carelessly tossing the toy aside slid the panting boy back up on his
hands and knees. His cock was now as rock hard as the slighter teens was
soft and shrunken.

With a powerful thrust he entered his new boys ass and fucked the
loosened hole with all the force his teen body could muster. The three
men paid more attention now, knowing their turn was coming soon. The
burliest of the farm hands unabashedly shucked his clothes revealing a
nice thick very hard cock. He was more than ready for his turn.

Bobby fuck and Curtis cried with abandon now. The glow of the earlier
pummeling was returning and he knew what he wanted now. "fuck me, fuck
me, fuck me" he bleated over and over as Bobby's thrusting continued to a
climax. As the teen spewed his juices into Curtis the boy was clawing the
floor like a wild animal.

Before Bobby's cock had even finished its final pulsing, the next man was
forcing his cock into the red and sweating boy. The man was more
controlled and methodical than the teen and Bobby knew his boy was in for
a long fuck. Several more from the looks of Uncle Ted and the other farm
hand.

Bobby sighed a contented sigh. His plan had worked. He had guessed right
about Curtis and his hidden desires. And he knew he had a wonderful
slutty new friend.