Boys Love Torture

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This is the continuing saga of a group of "mostly" teenage boys who explore the "realm" of BDSM. For some, it is merely a period of simple experimentation. But for many it is a time of intense excitement. Straight or gay, as a teenager, the hormones tend to run wild, seeking whatever outlet they can find for satisfaction. Couple that with the dark "facts" about boys and you have the potential for some really intense and crazy times!

This story is fictional... a fantasy. It is intended for "entertainment purposes only" and is not intended to promote or condone any illegal activities! Again it is merely a fantasy!

Boys Love Torture - Chapter 26 (BB, b/B, bb, b/M discipline, spanking, oral, anal, cbt, bd, sm)

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At last the Arena Event has arrived! In this Chapter we will also explore the phenomenon of "switching." Most teenage boys have a real need to try new things... to experience new adventures. That goes for sexual "adventures" as well. While most do not go nearly as far as the characters in our story, many will..., at the very least..., experiment with various creative masturbation techniques. Many also like the thrill that comes with doing things like running naked or masturbating outdoors.

As a boy, I was pretty much a "Top" or "DOM" from the beginning. I really enjoyed making other boys do "things". Torture was high on my list, as were various forms of humiliation... especially when an older boy was involved. I really did enjoy making them suffer. Jocks were my favorite. They were so cocky and proud, and I really loved making them suffer in various ways.

But as much as I liked that, there were times, that I enjoyed being on the other side. Not that often, but occasionally.

And so, I will delve into that area. While there are those who are strictly one way or another, I have found that there are a lot of guys who go both ways, or would like too. This is particularly true when it comes to teenage boys.

And so, during and after the Arena Event, some of our "submissives" will have an opportunity to get a "taste" of what it is like to be on the other side.

Oh, and, of course, there is the ever-present "Initiation" theme. For me, "initiations" started at an early age. My friends and I really got into it, and came up with all kinds of reasons to initiate each other or our friends. That continued through high school and college. Torture and humiliation was almost always involved, and as we "developed", the initiations got increasingly sexual.

Finally, once again, I include the "Boy Facts" and ask that if anyone has ideas for additional ones, please send them to me. Note that there have been some recent additions!

BOY FACTS: Boy Fact #1- Boys are 'pack animals' by nature. They tend to run in packs! Boy Fact #2- Boys are natural conspirators. Boy Fact #3- Boys have an almost insatiable need to face challenges. Boy Fact #4- Boys accept the fact that some sort of 'initiation' is part of the 'group joining' process. Boy Fact #5- Boys can be very cruel and sadistic. Boy Fact #6- Initiations, punishments, or penalties almost always involve nudity at some point! Boy Fact #7- A horny teenage boy lacks common sense. Boy Fact #8- Teenage boys are pretty much horny 24 hours a day! Boy Fact #9- Most teenage boys go through a period of time when they are very self-conscious about their bodies. Boy Fact #10- Many boys are fascinated by the concept of torture. Boy Fact #11- Most boys have a weird fascination with bondage. As such, they love playing 'tie up' games of all sorts. Boy Fact #12- Boys are really afraid of something serious happening to their genitals. But they can get hard thinking about other boys living through their worst nightmares like getting balls crushed or penises cut off. Boy Fact #13- Younger boys are fascinated by older boys' "tools". They love the thought of torturing older boys' genitals. Boy Fact #14- Most teenage boys have an incredibly rapid recovery time, especially when it comes to anything even remotely sexually challenging. Boy Fact #15- Some boys actually get turned on by being humiliated and tortured. Boy Fact #15a- Some boys actually get turned on by humiliating and torturing others. Boy Fact #16- Brothers can be extremely competitive and antagonistic! The closer the ages, the more Antagonistic they can become! Boy Fact #17- If they can find a "justification" and are horned enough, many "straight" boys can actually get turned on participating in activities that are "gay" in nature. "Initiations" are one of the most common "justifications". Boy Fact #18- Most straight boys, do not view activities like "circle jerks" and such as being gay. Boy Fact #19- Most teenage jocks "assume" they will win whatever competitive event they are involved in. They rarely consider the "odds." Boy Fact #20- Similar to Boy Fact #3, boys do constantly try to "prove" themselves. Want to get an older teenage boy to do something that may run counter to his nature? Just hint that a younger boy had the "guts" to do it!

CURTAIN UP... Let The Games Begin!

Chip and the others couldn't believe the day had finally arrived. Everything was going as planned.

The video cameras were ready to go, the link to the website was working perfectly and the chat room was filling up... and so was the barn.

The guests seemed to really enjoy themselves with the fighters as they entered the barn.

All ten of the main fighters were "in place" on either side of the barn entrance way. They were naked and secured with their arms over their heads. Thanks in part to the "situation" and the pills they had been given, all were totally and painfully boned.

Chip smiled as he watched the guests file in. He recognized most of them, since they were from his high school. But there were others, as well. Chip was certain the majority of the others were from the college. In fact, he recognized some of them too.

From what he could see, everyone pretty much took their time "checking out" the participants. They felt their bodies all over... kneading muscles... pinching nipples, and, of course, fondling their genitals.

For all of them, it was, without question, one of the most humiliating experiences they ever had.

Chip couldn't tell which one of them received the most attention. The older guys, Aaron, Coach Taylor, Cody and Ross seemed to get a lot. But so did Logan, Jason, Pete and Andy.

But it was the attention that Justyn was getting that really made Chip smile. Some of Justyn's skater buddy's from the park were there and they seemed to really enjoy feeling Justyn up and slapping his hard cock around.

Justyn's face reddened with what Chip figured was a combination of embarrassment and anger. He got even redder when they pulled out their cell phones and started taking pictures.

One of them gave Justyn's balls a firm squeeze and chuckled, "Dude you better hope you win, cause otherwise we're going to have plenty of fun with you on one of those crosses."

He glanced at Chip and inquired, "And it's true right? Anything goes for those two hours of punishment?"

Chip smiled and said, "Yea, anything goes, except for permanent marks or using shit."

The guy gave Justyn's balls another squeeze and then stroked his cock a bit as he continued talking to Chip. The other two were pinching Justyn's nipples.

"So I guess that means we can make him drink our piss and eat out cum, right?"

Justyn gritted his teeth and closed his eyes as he heard that and Chip's response.

Chip grinned and said, "Yea, that's right. No problem. And if he resists, then he gets extra time on the cross!"

The guy laughed some more, patted Justyn on his inner thigh and chuckled, "Okay, you heard him dude. Like I said, you better win, Cause if you don't we really are going to have lots of fun with you. And I mean lots of fun!"

Justyn couldn't believe it. He had no idea these guys would be there. They were his skating buddies from the park and with the exception of one incident really did seem to be completely straight.

[Boy Fact #17- If they can find a "justification" and are horned enough, many "straight" boys can actually get turned on participating in activities that are "gay" in nature.] [Boy Fact #5- Boys can be very cruel and sadistic.]

In spite of his feelings, Justyn's cock throbbed some more as he considered the possibility of losing and the things his so called "friends" would do them. As "straight" as they acted, he knew them well enough to know they would show him no mercy at all.

Chip had really enjoyed the entire exchange and hoped that Justyn would lose. It was a good pairing, but he figured that Matt just might have the edge. Time would tell.

Next, Chip looked over at Cody, who seemed to be getting a lot of attention. There was a crowd of kids about Dennis's age (14) standing all around him. They were running their hands all over his body. None of them had ever had a chance like this... to have a naked, fully and well developed hot college jock helpless and essentially at their disposal.

They kneaded his muscles, rubbed his thighs and chest, and, of course fondled, slapped and squeezed his manly parts... and they weren't gentle.

[Boy Fact #13- Younger boys are fascinated by older boys' "tools". They love the thought of torturing older boys' genitals.]

Cody was blushing under his mask. The pill was certainly doing it's work, but being fondled and abused by these young teenagers was also helping to keep him painfully aroused.

Chip fanned that flame even more when he stepped closer to the boys and said, "So I guess you guys are really liking this, huh?"

They almost said in unison, "Hell Yea!"

Chip smiled and chuckled, "Well, you guys know what will happen if he loses his fight, right?"

They looked at each other for a moment, then one of them said tenuously, "Well, sort of... we weren't sure, but supposedly the losers get put on crosses and we'll get to torture them... is that right?"

Chip chuckled, "Yea that's right... and just about anything goes. I take it you guys would like to torture him if he loses. You know make him really scream and beg?"

Again they looked at other, then at Cody's hard cock and stammered, "OH YEA!"

One of them asked, "Does that mean we could also jerk him off and make him shoot?"

Chip laughed some more and said, "Yep! If you want too. And if he wins, then you can do it to his opponent instead. He's right over there."

He gestured towards Ross who was tied up on the other side of the entranceway. The boys seemed really excited as they rushed over and started "playing" with Ross. He was almost as "hot" as Cody.

Cody and Chip watched as the boys gave Ross "the treatment." Ross moaned as they slapped his cock and balls. Chip stepped closer to Cody and whispered, "Dude, you better hope you win, cause I have a feeling those guys will show no mercy at all!"

Cody's heart pounded as he watched the little group abusing his friend. He thought about what it would be like to be tortured by them and his cock hardened even more.

Chip's grin widened as he walked up and down the rows of the bound naked fighters. The visitors were filing in now in a steady stream and all seemed interested in messing with the helpless fighters.

Predictably, Logan and Jason got plenty of "attention" from their lacrosse teammates. So did Pete and Andy from their friends, thanks to Dennis who made sure they had been invited.

Coach Taylor was also getting attention as well. Even though he was masked, the word had apparently gotten around who he was. More than one of his "abusers" whispered things like "See you at practice, Coach", as they fondled his cock and balls.

Coach Taylor rolled his eyes inside his mask. Like Cody, his cock throbbed and his heart pounded as he thought about his situation. It was scary, but also exciting. His only hope was that word would not get out beyond these boys. He would do just about anything to keep that from happening.

One of the last "abusers" seemed to confirm just that, as he reached around, squeezed Coach Taylors butt, then pressed his finger tip against his hole and whispered slyly, "You know I never tortured fucked a guy as old as you before. In fact I never fucked a guy before, but I hear it feels pretty good. Maybe we could have some private coaching sessions soon."

Coach trembled as he recognized the guy. He was on the team all right, and was a total asshole. The thought of being at his mercy was somewhat terrifying.

Chip smiled as he watched the last of the guests taking their seats. There had to be at least 50 or 60 there. Even more pleasing was the fact that from what he saw, Kevin, Zack and Skyler had gotten plenty of attention at the concession stand. It was clear that their jocks were tented out and they had shown their teenage manly parts to quite a few of the guests.

Mark was standing behind the computer table, and judging from the smile on his face, Chip figured things were going well with the Internet audience.

Everyone seemed really excited about the event and Chip added to their excitement by what he did next.

He stepped into the arena wearing what could best be described as a "Ringmaster's" outfit. Well at least a "mock" "Ringmaster!"

Being the showman and exhibitionist, Chip wore a top hat, a coat with tails, that was open, to reveal his bare chest and stomach... riding boots and a jockstrap... and that was all.

And to make things even more exciting, he had gotten himself totally boned before he stepped into the ring. The tent in his own jock was obvious.

It took a little while to silence the crowd which included more than a bunch of jocks from the high school. There were also guys from the college, some of who Chip recognized as being from the fraternities he had "visited". He smiled as he noted there were also some young guys who were friends with "brats."

But it was a small group sitting in the back row that attracted his attention. There were five of them and they seemed to be together. There were two older guys, old enough to be Chip's father. Sitting between them were three teenage boys who Chip did not recognize.

Once everyone quieted down, Chip proceeded to explain how the event would proceed. There was plenty of cheering throughout his explanation.

The first really loud explosion came when he talked about the warm up event. The Twins were led to the front of the crowd. They were naked, with their hands bound behind their backs. Both were boned to the max and wore cock rings.

As Chip explained how the bout inside the huge steel cage would work, Brandon and Bryce were ordered to walk up and down the rows of seats and let the guests "check" them out.

Both blushed profusely as they moved through the crowd. Everyone took their time running their hands over their muscular bodies and feeling their oversized genitals. Chip smiled as he watched it happen.

His smile changed to a look of curiosity when the twins reached the last row. Both seemed to freeze up when they saw the little group sitting there. Even from where Chip was, he could see Brandon and Bryce were really shaking as the group of two men and three teens smiled and fondled them.

When they finally made their way back down to the ring and stood on either side of Chip, both were "white" as ghosts. Chip glanced at them and whispered, "Yo Dudes, what's up? You guys look really scared. Who were those guys in the back row?"

They looked at each other for a moment, then Brandon gulped and whispered back, "Well, that's our dad and uncle and three of our neighbors from back home."

For a moment Chip didn't know what to say. He was a little concerned, but judging form the look on their faces, they didn't seem upset.

Still he had to ask. He looked at Brandon and inquired, "So are they pissed? Is there going to be trouble over this?"

Brandon shook his head and said, "No Dude, trust me. They'll probably enjoy it a lot. They always did when we were back home."

Chip had no idea how they had found out about the event and had a ton of questions for the Twins, but decided to just go ahead with the event.

The Twins continued standing on either side of him as he went on.

One by one, each of the pairs of fighters were led into the arena and introduced. There were plenty of cheers throughout his introductions and his explanation of how each of their fights would be staged.

The loudest cheers came when Chip explained that all would be required to stay boned during their fights and that the losers would be "crucified" and be available for torture by the crowd for two hours afterwards.

Chip glanced at the naked "fighters" who were standing around the ring. All did appear nervous but were also painfully boned.

If Chip could read their minds, he would have been pleased.

Yes, all were scared about the result of losing. The older guys, Aaron, Coach Taylor, Ross and Cody were also scared about being found out.

The interesting thing was the fact that all of them possessed similar "cocky" jock attitudes... even Justyn who was not that much of a jock and was mostly an asshole. Every one of them was confident he would win.

Chip concluded his comments by noting there would be an "Intermission" which would feature a special event.

He smiled as he thought about that event. It would involve the three "brats". Dennis had come up with a wild one. Chip had decided not to introduce them with the rest. All three were sitting naked in a hidden stall at the back of the barn. Their hands were tied behind their backs and all three were boned as well. In spite of their age, Chip had made them take the same pills as the others.

In spite of their smart attitudes, all were scared. They knew they had to do exactly what they were told. They didn't know the details, but did know it would involve some sort of fight between the three of them.

The winner would get some sort of reward, and the losers would get some sort of punishment in front of the crowd.

While Chip did have mixed feelings about the brats at first, he changed his mind when he saw them naked. All three of the 13 year olds were clearly on the "fast" puberty track. While their patches of pubic hair were not that large, they all had some. Their voices had already begun to drop, along with their balls, and judging by the look of their genitals, Chip was pretty sure, all three were able to shoot something.

The last thing Chip did was to tell everyone about the lottery they were having.

Dennis and Stevie went through the crowd passing out the free tickets. Everyone got ten tickets which would be used during the event. There would be drawings that would involve the fighters.

That got everyone's attention.

Even more so, when Chip explained how the drawings would work. The crowd loved it a lot, the fighters not so much. Chip had explained it to them earlier. While there were some gripes, they all ended up just going along with it. Such was the nature of Chip's gift of persuasion and coercion.

Basically there would be five drawings during the event. At the start of each drawing, Chip would bring one fighter out and show him to the crowd. It would be all up to Chip who the fighter would be and he could include the Twins as a set.

Once it was announced who was the "prize" for each drawing, Dennis would go through the audience with a jar. The crowd members could drop as many of their tickets into the jar for that particular drawing as they wanted.

The winner would get to use the "fighter" as a sex and torture slave for a full day. The day and time would be arranged after the event.

Chip was really enjoying the feeling of power. He would choose who the guys were who got raffled off, and it didn't matter whether or not they one their bouts. They could still be raffled off.

He had decided that he would get Mark to ask the Internet audience in the chat room who they thought should be raffled off. He would have Mark show them pictures of the guys and then ask for them to vote at the start of each drawing.

As it turned out, it was a popular decision for the Internet crowd.

By the time Chip was done explaining it all, everyone was really worked up.

The fighters were ushered into a "holding" stall and Brandon and Bryce were led into the big cage "arena" at the back of the barn. The crowd surrounded the cage, vying for the best spots.

-----BRANDON vs. BRYCE-----

The Twins did look pretty nervous as they surveyed the crowd. They new what was in store for the loser and neither one wanted to lose. Chip reminded them both of the conditions... both would be required to remain boned throughout their match... once one of them was subdued in the dangling handcuffs by the other... the winner would "gut-punch" the loser for as long as he and the crowd wanted.

And, the loser would remain secured inside the cage for the rest of the evening and could be "used" by any members of the crowd. Chip threw in one additional item, and that was, Mark would solicit torture ideas from the Internet crowd which would be implemented by Dennis.

There was a separate camera on one of the Website pages that would be focused on the losing twin, so the Internet audience could watch.

The result of all of it was that Brandon and Bryce did, indeed, fight very hard. It was a brutal match.

[Boy Fact #16- Brothers can be Extremely Competitive and Antagonistic! The closer the ages, the more Antagonistic they can become!

Both managed to stay boned the entire time, which wasn't that much of a surprise for their dad or uncle, who watched with a sort of sadistic glee. The years of punishment, training and challenges had conditioned them well.

Although both continued to be embarrassed when put on display, both were incredibly turned on by any sort of public humiliation or torture. What's more, they could "dish it out" to each other without mercy, and enjoy it.

And "dish it out" they did during their fight.

The crowd cheered wildly and the Internet chat room was blazing as the twins went at each other.

They grappled... punched... kicked and grappled some more.

It didn't take long at all for both to be breathing hard and to become drenched with sweat. The sweat seemed to accentuate their muscular lines and add to the overall excitement.

Chip listened to the crowd cheer and picked up little pieces of conversation here and there.

From what he could tell, there were clearly a number of "bets" taking place among the members of the audience. He made a quick mental note to include some sort of betting during any other events they planned.

His cock throbbed as he thought about it.

He continued thinking about the betting thing as he watched the two brothers really go at each other. There were a number of close calls.

At one point, Bryce had Brandon's left hand really close to one of the handcuffs dangling from the back of the cage. Their muscles strained and both grunted as Bryce tried as hard as he could to get Brandon's wrist into the cuff.

It was so close! Then suddenly, Brandon kicked Bryce's feet out from under him. The two grappled some more. Brandon flipped Bryce around the cage and almost managed to hook his wrist into one of the cuffs dangling from the top of the cage.

But Bryce escaped... and on and on it went.

Chip was really caught up in the action. He smiled as he thought about the outcome. Either way, one of the twins would be suffering in the end, and that made his cock really throb.

The match was going on longer than he had anticipated, and he was starting to figure out a way to end it quicker, when he felt a hand on his shoulder. He turned his head and saw it was Kevin.

Kevin smiled and said, "Wow, this is a tough fight. These guys are tough. I came over here cause this is where everyone else is."

Chip laughed, "Yea they are."

They watched the battle rage for a few more minutes. Brandon and Bruce were rolling around on the ground. They grappled and punched each other's sweating bodies. Both had bloody noses and at least one black eye at this point.

They also had a number of bruises on their otherwise, pristine bodies.

Kevin thought for a moment, and then said, "Sounds like a bunch of the guys are making bets on who will win."

Chip laughed, "Yea, it sure does, and at this point I'm not sure who will win. They are pretty evenly matched it seems."

Kevin thought for another moment and said, "Well, hey Chip, are you into betting at all?"

Kevin didn't really know if Chip was into betting, but he had a feeling he was... and he was right.

Chip chuckled, "Let's say I am. Did you have something in mind?"

Kevin chuckled right back, "Yes I do. How about you and I make a little bet on who will win this match?"

Chip really was somewhat of a daredevil. He could hear others guys continue to make bets with each other and couldn't resist getting in on it.

He looked at Kevin and asked, "Okay, let's say I am. What are you thinking about betting?"

Kevin was caught up in the moment as well. He grinned at Chip and said, "Okay, well, I really don't have much money besides my allowance, so how about this. Maybe we could do a sort of double or nothing bet like you Americans say on which one of these guys wins.

You owe me those three slave days, so let's say, if I win... we double it and I get off of the initiation stuff for the same period. But if you win then you are free of the deal totally.

Chip thought about it for a few moments.

It did seem, sort of fair. After all, Kevin already had to do whatever he said anyway, so what could it hurt.

For Kevin, it was more of a risk than Chip realized. Kevin had been getting increasingly worked up about this sort of thing and was really starting to look forward to those three days he would have with Chip as his slave boy.

It was something he had never done before. He figured three days would be good, but six would be even better.

And so they made the bet.

Chip bet on Bryce, and Kevin on Brandon.

Both got lost in the action as they cheered their guy on. The brother's brutality continued on for another 15 minutes, before it finally happened.

Both were exhausted, but continued going at each other with gusto.

The end happened quickly.

Bryce had just managed to escape from his brother's latest hold, when Brandon struck like lightning.

He threw himself at Bryce and in one swift move managed to get Bryce's wrist snapped into one of the cuffs hanging from the top of the cage.

Bryce managed to resist for a little while, but, with one hand already locked in a handcuff, the end was inevitable.

Brandon grabbed his brother's free hand, and forced it into another cuff. And so there Bryce was... essentially spread eagled with his arms secured over his head. His cock remained hard the realization of what lay ahead sank in.

Brandon raised his arms to the crowd and reveled in the cheers for a couple of minutes. Then to the delight of all, proceeded to do we he was told he had to.

Bryce gasped has Brandon began pummeling his abs with blow after blow.

The crowd started chanting, "HARDER! HARDER!" and Brandon complied.

Kevin patted Chip on the back of his neck and said, "Well, looks like I won. So that means six days now. I'll let you know when I want you. I gotta get back to the concession table now. Maybe I'll get some ideas from tonight."

Chip watched as Kevin returned to his table.

He had a little touch of fear about what Kevin would do to him, but it didn't last long. Once again the mixed feelings returned as he thought about being at the mercy of the hot blond German boy for those six days.

Chip managed to snap out of his daze when he heard a loud gasp from Bryce.

Brandon was punching his brother's gut really hard now. Bryce was knocked off his feet with every blow. His eyes were filled with tears and he was gasping for air.

Chip glanced over at the Twin's father and uncle. If there was any compassion at all, it didn't show. Both had wicked grins on their faces as they watched Bryce suffer.

Chip thought about it and mused, "Sheesh, and I thought our family was sort of twisted."

The punching continued for several more minutes. Finally Brandon stopped, looked at Chip and asked, "So is it time to move on yet?"

Chip laughed and announced, "Yea I believe it is."

There were some murmurs from the crowd, which Chip silenced when he said, "Don't worry folks, the cage will be kept open for the rest of the night. Feel free to take a break and do whatever you want to Bryce."

That resulted in some cheers.

As the crowd filtered back to their seats in the arena, many of them took the opportunity to go into the cage to feel Bryce's cock and balls. Several of them slapped his ass as well.

By the time all were assembled once again, there was an air of anticipation and excitement.

-----PETE vs. ANDY-----

There was a loud cheer as Dennis led Pete and Andy into the ring.

Both looked scared. Chip directed the two young teen jocks to stand facing each other. He reminded them both to stay boned and what would happen to the loser.

He smiled as he looked both of them over again. Both were slender, but well defined. Pete was a little more stockier than Andy who had a sleek swimmer's build and of course that tight little ass that Chip just loved.

Both were pretty strong. When it came to a bare handed wrestling match, Chip figured that Andy might have a slight advantage with his long arms and legs, but were still pretty evenly matched.

The crowd cheered again as Chip blew his whistle and the two fighters began circling each other, looking for some type of opening.

It was Pete who made the first aggressive move. He charged at Andy and the two began to grapple with each other. Their arms were locked together along with their heads as they strained to take each other down.

The first five minutes of the match was pretty conventional. They grappled for awhile, then separated, then grappled some more. It didn't take long for their naked bodies to glisten with sweat.

To the delight of the crowd, both stroked themselves a few times to ensure they stayed totally boned.

Chip was getting a little worried that there wasn't enough action. He was about to goad them on some, when Pete charged again. He moved really fast. He locked arms with Andy, kicked his feet out from under him and took him down.

Another cheer rose from the crowd as Pete managed to roll Andy onto his stomach and lock his arms behind his back.

Andy struggled and strained to break Pete's iron hold, but just couldn't. Somehow Pete managed to straddle Andy and lock his arms with his strong legs. Facing the way he was, he had full access to Andy's tight little ass, which he proceeded to take advantage of.

Chip's cock twitched as Pete began slapping Andy's ass.

The crowd began chanting, "HARDER! HARDER! HARDER!" Pete was more than happy to oblige them.

His slaps became harder and alternated between Andy's quickly reddening cheeks. Andy tried everything he could to break Pete's vice-like leg lock, but couldn't. His ass felt like it was on fire.

When he felt Andy reaching between his legs, he tried to press his thighs together, but Pete was still able to work his hand under him, grab his cock and pull it down to a very exposed and uncomfortable position.

Andy winced as Pete wrapped his hands around his balls and snarled, "Do you give up? Or do I start working these over?"

Andy gasped for air as Pete tightened his grip on his balls. He didn't want to give in. He tried to slide over on his side, but his efforts were futile. What's more, every little move he made put more pressure on his outstretched balls.

The crowd strained to get a better view of what was happening. Most could see that Pete had his hand wrapped around Andy's balls, and shouted encouragement for what he should do.

Pete gave them what they wanted. He squeezed Andy's suffering balls really hard and held his grip while Andy cried out. Pain shot through his balls and into his groin. He gasped for air.

Pete gave them a few quick, sharp squeezes and that was enough to send Andy over the edge. Tears filled his eyes as he gasped, "That's enough. I give. You got me."

Chip blew his whistle. Pete released Andy and stood up. Chip raised Pete's arm in the air and the crowd cheered. They cheered some more, when Dennis and Stevie rushed into the ring, helped Andy to his feet and then manhandled him out of the ring.

Adding insult to injury, they dragged him to the cross he would be hung on later. They made him sit on the ground, at the base, with his back against it. They finished off by pulling his arms around behind it and handcuffing his wrists.

Andy trembled as he thought about what was coming. He trembled some more when he noticed a couple of his swimming teammates smiling wickedly at him from their seats. He figured it would be a long two hours.

Chip decided it was time for the first raffle. There was a definite air of anticipation as he reminded the crowd about the process. He called Dennis over, whispered in his ear and then turned back to the crowd as Dennis ran off.

Cheers rose once again as Dennis returned with Logan. Chip had Logan stand facing the crowd with his hands behind his head. Everyone eyed Logan's body. He was 16, with bright blond hair, piercing green eyes, and the type of solid muscular body typical of high school lacrosse players.

Dennis walked between the seats with the raffle jar allowing the crowd members to drop as many of their tickets in as they wanted. Chip grinned as he noticed that it appeared Logan's teammates were expending a fair amount of their tickets.

He gazed at the crowd and said, "Okay, and remember, whoever wins this drawing will get him for a full day at a time to be arranged, and anything goes."

Dennis shook the jar, then Chip had Logan draw a ticket.

There was a shout from the crowd when Chip read out the number. Logan's eyes rolled as he looked up and saw it was indeed, one of his teammates who had won.

The guy rushed down front. He patted Logan on the ass, then went over to Mark to give him his contact information.

Chip invited all to visit their concession table while they set up for the next event. A lot of them did, and, of course, took advantage of the opportunity to have the three workers there, Zack, Tyler and Kevin, reveal their "stuff."

Chip smiled as he saw the blush on Kevin's face as he pulled his jock down for someone to see.

Meanwhile, most started turning their attention to the ring once again, to watch the preparations. There were two things that got their attention. The first was what was being set up in the ring. Two college guys were setting up these long boards on saw horses. The boards each had five dildos mounted on them, which got increasingly larger from one end to the other.

That was one thing that got their attention. The other was the guys who were setting them up. Both were clearly jocks, but it was the one who appeared to be in charge of the setup who seemed to be attracting the most attention.

Chip grinned as he saw the way the guys were looking at Casey, the cute jock freshman who was nicknamed "GQ" because of his All-American boy look.

Quite a few members of the crowd gathered around the edge of the arena to watch the preparations. There were a number of murmurs and giggles when they watched Casey and the other guy, greasing the dildos with a fair amount of Ben Gay.

With the preparations completed, and at Chip's urging, everyone returned to their seats.

There were a lot of smiles as Chip explained how this contest would work.

It would be a "Dildo Race". The two contestants would race to impale themselves on all the dildos. They would have to get the dildos all the way in. Once they did, they would have to "hump" themselves up and down an increasing number of times.

Two humps on the first one, the smallest... four humps on the second one... six on the third... and so on until they did ten on the last.

Once they were done, they would run to the edge of the ring, face the audience and jack off. The winner would be the one who came first while jacking off.

That explanation drew a big round of applause. Mark smiled as he looked at his computer screen. The comments in the chat room were really flowing now. Mark typed back quickly, and assured them they would have a good view of the entire race, including the jack-off at the end.

-----MATT vs. JUSTYN-----

There was more cheering from the crowd as the two contestants were led into the ring. One of them looked really scared. It was Justyn, the cocky, smart-ass 17 year old skater. He couldn't believe he was going to be doing such a humiliating thing in front of this crowd. Even worse was the fact that his skater buddies were there watching.

He knew if he lost, his so-called friends would show him no mercy as he hung on the cross for those two hours.

Mark smiled as he saw the look on his older brother's face. He knew this would be humiliating for Matt too, and couldn't wait to watch him impale himself on the dildos.

Matt and Justyn both gasped as they surveyed the dildo lined boards. The last ones were pretty big. Both had heard Chip's explanation about how the race would work. They trembled slightly as they thought about it, more so when Dennis stepped between them and whispered, "And guess what boys? They are greased really well with Ben Gay, to make things more interesting."

Both understood what the "interesting" meant. Not only would they feel the pain from their holes being stretched, but their insides would start to feel like they were burning.

Chip could tell the crowd was getting anxious. He positioned Justyn and Matt at the end of their boards... reminded them that they also had to stay hard... and jack-off at the end.

He gave them a moment to get ready, then blew his whistle.

The crowd roared as they watched both of the 17 year olds wince as they lowered themselves onto the first dildos.

Both of them groaned as they felt the dildo's enter their asses. It didn't take long to have them completely inside their tight holes and to complete their first two humps.

It was while they were lowering themselves onto the second dildos that the Ben Gay started to kick in. Their faces turned even redder and they sweated more as a burning sensation joined the pain they were already feeling from the hole stretching.

Everyone in the crowd seemed to be enjoying watching them. Every grunt, groan and wince brought another cheer.

Justyn could hear his buddies shouting, "Yea Dude! Ride that dildo! You know you want to!"

It was a close race. Matt and Justyn kept pace with each other, pretty much the entire time.

Both had tears in their eyes and huffed and puffed as they lowered themselves onto the fourth dildo. They gasped ass their asses touched the board, signaling that the wicked thing was all the way in.

They both couldn't keep from moaning as they humped themselves eight times on the wicked things. Chip made sure they went all the down each time, and to their dismay pointed out how much pre-cum the two studs were leaking.

"Looks like our two contestants are really enjoying themselves. Maybe we should call a plumber, because they are both leaking pretty bad."

That drew laughter and applause.

Mark was trying as hard as he could to keep up with the Webcam show. The multiple camera thing that Dwayne and Jake had put together was working well, and he was able to switch to some close-ups of their faces from time to time.

The sound was working well too, and judging from the comments in the chat room, everyone was enjoying hearing the grunts, groans and moans.

Mark also smiled as he responded to some particular comments about the "ringmaster." Most could tell that his jock was clearly tented out, and they asked if they would be getting to see his cock and some point.

Mark told them he would ask, but made no promises.

The crowd really got excited when the guys started on the final dildos. Both were rather large, and could be called "ass-splitters."

Matt and Justyn both gasped really loud as they started to impale themselves on the last ones. It was hard work. Justyn cried out, "OH GOD" as the tip of the nasty thing finally entered him. Tears ran down his face as he worked to get the thing all the way in.

Chip remembered the dildo race from the frat house and grinned as he noticed both of the guys come up with the same solution to finish the task.

They lifted their feet up off the ground and allowed their weight to do the rest of the work. Both screamed and thrashed about as they dropped all the way down on the wicked poles.

It took a few moments for both to get control of themselves and start their final humping.

The ten humps were brutal. Both screamed, each time they went back down. Both were anxious to get it over with so they picked up the pace.

Matt was the first one to finish the humping.

Mark smiled as he watched his brother stagger to the edge of the arena, face the crowd and start stroking his hard cock.

Justyn arrived a moment later, grabbed his cock and started jacking. Any thoughts either of them had about the humiliation were lost now. Both had only one concern, and that concern was not to lose.

Neither one of them wanted to spend two hours on the cross at the mercy of this crowd.

It was a close race. They both shot their loads at about the same time, but it was Matt who managed to do it first, by a couple of seconds.

Justyn was devastated as he was led off and then secured to the base of his cross, the way Andy had been. He glanced at his buddies in the crowd, saw the wicked grins on their faces, and shuddered.

Matt received a big round of applause as Chip raised his arm up, to signal his victory.

Chip considered doing the intermission then but decided not to. He was anxious to get to the first pair of older guys... Coach Taylor and Aaron.

Casey and his frat brother removed the dildo boards quickly while Chip announced the next match.

He explained how the two fighters would be tied together with a long rope connected to their collars. Each would be given a flogger and be blindfolded. Each would have to remain boned the entire time. The fight would continue until one of them gave up.

-----COACH TAYLOR vs. AARON-----

The cheers were really loud as Dennis led the next pair into the ring. Coach Taylor and Aaron were masked, but clearly looked nervous. Both had fully developed and well defined, muscular bodies. Despite their ages, 22 and 21 respectively, neither had very much body hair, with the exception of their pubes, arm pits and a light coating on their legs. With or without their masks, both could pass for older teenagers.

Chip eyed their naked bodies while Dennis completed their preparation. In a way, he'd be sorry to see their bodies covered with red welts from the floggers, but he figured it would be fun to watch. Both were gifted athletes and fierce competitors. So it should be a great match.

And he was absolutely right.

As soon as the whistle blew both of them grabbed the rope with their free hand and tugged at it to bring his opponent closer.

It took a little while before they started finding their mark. Both flailed their floggers fiercely narrowly missing each other for the first few minutes. Coach Taylor was the first to make real contact, and it was a solid one.

Both had been tugging on the rope. Coach Taylor let up for a moment, which seemed to catch Aaron off guard. Aaron stumbled backwards and Coach Taylor gave the rope a hard tug, which caused Aaron to stumble forward.

Even though he couldn't see, Coach Taylor swung his flogger to the point where he thought Aaron would be. He was right on.

"SWWWWWITTTTTTTTT!"

"AGGGGHHHHHH!"

Aaron cried out as Coach Taylor's first blow hit him squarely in the chest. It was followed by two more equally hard blows that lashed his stomach and side.

"SWWWWWITTTTTTTTT!" "SWWWWWITTTTTTTTT!"

"OOHHHH... GOD!!!! AHHHHHH!!!!"

The good news for Aaron was it gave him a good idea where Coach Taylor was. His first counter blow was a lucky one and caused the hot red head, to cry out as well. Aaron's lash was fast and hard. It hit right in the crotch, biting into Coach's throbbing cock and balls.

"SWISSSSSSHHH!"

"EEEEEGHHH... GAD!!!!"

Coach Taylor staggered backwards and almost lost his footing as pain shot through his manhood. It was intense, but something he had felt before.

Both of them caught their breaths and quickly closed into close quarters. They started flailing away. Both held their ground, exchanged savage blow after savage blow. It really was brutal.

The crowd cheered as they watched the two fighters' naked bodies start to show some nasty red welts. Both were sweating and breathing hard. A couple of times they separated briefly to ensure they were still erect.

That brought more cheers from the crowd as they watched the two well developed athlete's stroke themselves as quickly as they could.

The boys from Coach Taylor's lacrosse team cheered him on, but all hoped he would lose. They realized though, that even if he didn't lose, they would still be able to get a crack at Aaron. And then, of course there was the possibility that Coach Taylor could be included in one of the raffles. They were hoarding their tickets for that.

The fight went on for quite some time. Both of the fighters were clearly beginning to tire. Their bodies glistened with sweat and were covered with red marks, some of which showed some drops of blood.

Chip was getting concerned that maybe the match was too brutal. But, the crowd didn't seem at all concerned about that and neither did the Internet audience, judging by their comments in the chat room.

Despite the fact they were obviously tiring, neither one showed any signs of giving up. It seemed the match would go on for quite awhile longer until Coach Taylor made a surprise move.

Well, it was a combination of surprise and luck.

While they were pressed up against each other and trying to land some more blows, Coach Taylor took hold of the rope and ran around Aaron. He managed to pin Aaron's arms against his sides.

Coach Taylor sensed it and managed to kick Aaron's feet out from under him. Aaron fell to the ground and Coach Taylor sat on his chest.

Even though he was blindfolded, it only took him a few moments to locate Aaron's cock and balls and start lashing away. Aaron reacted by pulling his knees up. He managed to deflect some of the blows, but not all of them.

Coach Taylor considered letting up, but he didn't want to lose, so he kept at it.

Aaron struggled to free his arms but couldn't.

Coach Taylor continued lashing away, and eventually Aaron accepted the inevitable. The pain was intense, and it seemed like his cock was beginning to soften. And so, he cried out, "Okay, Okay! I give up!"

Chip immediately proceeded to separate the two fighters.

Aaron was led out of the ring and secured to the base of his cross, like the others, to await his coming punishment.

Coach Taylor accepted the applause from the audience before returning to the holding area where he was given a drink and some ointment for his skin.

Meanwhile Chip was announcing the fact there would be another drawing, immediately following the intermission which was just starting. He explained that there would be a special event during that time that they should enjoy.

Once again some of the crowd ran to the concession table while Casey, his frat brother and Dennis set things up for the intermission event. No matter where they were, most of the guys watched as the little staging crew placed a large inflatable pool in the middle of the arena.

Casey poured some water into it, just enough to coat the bottom. Dennis followed by adding a large jug of vegetable oil.

That really got everyone's attention.

Chip waited until everyone was back in their seats with their snacks and drinks. Then he announced the start of the event.

---------- THE INTERMISSION BATTLE ----------

There were a lot of chuckles and murmurs as the participants were led in. It was the three "brats" who were there for the punishment they had earned. All of them were naked and looked really scared. Their cockiness was totally gone. They looked more like scared 13 year old kids, than smart ass punks.

Chip stepped aside and let Dennis explain the event since it was his idea.

Across town, Jake watched with anticipation. He couldn't wait to hear what Dennis had come up with. Knowing what he did about Dennis, he was sure it would be good.

And he was right.

There were a lot of laughs and taunts as Dennis explained the event and had Brandon prepare the three for their ordeal.

To start with, all three were required to bend over, facing the crowd, with their hands on their knees while Brandon inserted a butt plug in each. All three squealed as Brandon rammed the butt plugs home. They had shown no mercy the Wednesday before when they tortured him and his brother, so he showed no mercy now.

Next they were told to stand with their hands behind their heads while Brandon attached tit clamps to their nipples. Once again they squealed as the clamps bit into their tender little nipples.

Brandon really enjoyed the next part.

He walked down the line and smiled as he stroked each one to full erection and slipped a cock ring on each. His smile broadened when he did the leader of the little group and saw the deep blush in his cheeks.

Chip smiled too when he looked at the group of the "brats'" friends sitting in the crowd. All seemed really amused by what was happening.

Cheers arose as Dennis continued his explanation.

The event would start with all three standing in the little pool. When the whistle was blown, they would fight. The object of the fight was to remove the butt plugs, tit clamps, and cock rings from the other two opponents.

The winner would be the guy who had at least one item left on or in when the others had none.

Like the other fights, all were required to stay boned. If anyone got soft, he would automatically lose. Both losers would be secured over punishment horses on either side of the concession table, and any one who wanted to, could spank them with hand, belt or paddle.

The crowd reacted with cheers and the chat room lit up once again, as Mark used the camera to scan down the line of the three scared boys.

While it was true they were only 13, all three had started puberty at an early stage. Their balls had dropped, their cocks had started to grow, they had some pubic and armpit hair growth and all could shoot. And because of that, they were all somewhat shy when it came to being naked in front of others.

Brandon led them to the pool and had them step in. From his vantage point, secured in the big cage, Bryce managed a smile as he watched the little devils step into the pool.

Chip got excited as he watched the little battle start. It was as exciting as it was funny. The oil and water made for very slippery conditions. All three lost their footing over and over again.

There was a lot of grappling, groping, slapping, punching and kicking. In spite of the conditions, it was clear that all three were no strangers to fighting. The leader though, did seem to have the most experience and did not fight fair.

Somehow he managed to "pit" the other two against each other, and while they focused on each other, he struck. They both lost their "butt" plugs rather quickly as the leader struck fast.

The tit clamps went next.

It was the cock rings that presented the greatest challenge. The grappling for the cock rings did help solve one potential problem. All the grabbing and groping at each other's cocks helped insure they all stayed rock hard.

By the time the two "followers" decided to try and gang up on their leader, it was too late. They grabbed his arms and tried to take him down, but one of them slipped and fell down.

In a flash, the little leader freed himself from the other guy, punched him in the stomach, grabbed his cock, and yanked the cock ring up and off.

The boy was stunned as the realization hit him that he had lost. The other one was trying to stand up, when the little leader, kicked his feet out from under him, kneed him in the groin, and then yanked his cock ring off.

The lead brat, stood up, and raised the two cock rings in the air.

The crowd cheered wildly.

The cheering grew even louder as the two losing brats were escorted to the punishment horses, bent over them and secured by their wrists and ankles. Their tight little asses would get a lot of attention before the event was over.

Speaking of attention.

Chip once again got the audience's attention when he announced the next drawing. Dennis emptied the jar and walked over to Chip. He smiled as Chip whispered a name in his ear.

All eyes were on Dennis. There were some murmurs as Dennis left the ring and headed to one of the crosses. The murmurs turned to cheers when he stopped beside the cross where Justyn was sitting on the ground with his hands cuffed behind him.

Chip laughed and announced, "That's right everyone, the next raffle prize is Justyn. Win this drawing and he is yours for a full day!"

The audience applauded briefly, then started pulling out their tickets to drop in the jar as Dennis passed by. Predictably, Justyn's friends used a number of their tickets on the drawing.

There was hush as they waited for a ticket to be drawn. Chip did it himself, since Justyn's hands were cuffed. He called out the number and everyone checked their stubs.

Chip hoped it would be one of Justyn's skater friends who won. Sadly for them, they didn't. Chip smiled when he saw who the winner was. It was one of the little group of brats who had mostly come to watch their three friends.

From the look on the kid's face as he gave his contact info to Mark, Justyn would be in for a very interesting day.

Meanwhile, Casey and his frat brother hurried to remove the little pool.

Chip silenced the crowd with a wave of his hand. All were eager for the next match to start.

Chip was glad he had decided to leave the last two fights open. The bout between Coach Taylor and Aaron, two of the older guys, had been so brutal, that he thought it would be better not to make the last one, between Cody and Ross be so similar.

Jason and Logan would do the one where they were tied together by their balls.

----JASON vs. LOGAN----

Once again cheers erupted as Jason and Logan, the two high school lacrosse players were led into the ring. While Logan, the blond 16 year old hottie, and team captain, was clearly the most toned, Jason was no slouch. He had solid thighs and bulging biceps. Like Logan his chest was smooth, but he had more hair, particularly in his pubic area.

The two were a good contrast... the baby faced Logan with his glowing blond hair, and piercing green eyes... and Jason with dark hair, warm brown eyes, and heavy eyebrows.

Chip explained how this fight would work as Casey and Dennis prepared the fighters.

The two would be tied together by a length of rope connected to their balls. Both would be given a flogger and a birch branch. The fight would continue until one of them gave in. The only rules were that there would be no "intentional" blows to the face and they were not allowed to touch the rope that joined them with their hands.

The other thing that made the match more interesting was the way their cocks were bound. Each had a thin cord wrapped around his waist. Another thin cord was tied around their cocks, just below they head. The cord was then pulled up and tied to the waist cord. The result was that the sensitive undersides of their throbbing hard shafts were exposed and vulnerable.

That had been Dennis's idea. He had seen it in some drawing on the net that depicted naked Spartan captives bound that way to undergo "geni-torture."

As soon as they were prepared, Chip blew the whistle, and the match began.

Jason and Logan circled around cautiously. They both grunted a few times as the rope tugged at their balls. From what Chip could see, the length of the rope was perfect. When it was fully extended they would be out of striking distance of each other's flogger and birch branch... but just barely. And, at that point, there would be quite a bit of pressure on their balls.

Initially, both of them accepted the pain in their balls, as they stepped around the ring, looking for an opportunity. Both were breathing hard in anticipation and both were also painfully boned.

Not surprisingly, it was the gutsy team Captain, Logan, who made the first real aggressive move.

He took a big step back and cried out as he felt the tug on his balls. Then suddenly, he lurched forward, with flogger and birch branch in motion.

He delivered a nasty lash to Jason's side with his flogger, which was followed by an even nastier blow to the underside of Jason's hard cock. He had been aiming for the balls, but the lash across Jason's erect teen manhood worked well enough.

"SWWAAAAAAAAAAAT!!!!"

"SWIIITTTTTTTTTTTT!!!!"

"AGGGGHHHHHH!"

Jason cried out as he dropped to his knees and tried to cover his most sensitive area.

Logan delivered several more rapid blows with flogger and branch, which were pretty much blocked by Jason.

With Jason on his knees and Logan flailing away, Chip was already worried that the match might end too quickly. Then again he didn't know Jason that well.

He might not be as fast as Logan, but he was a "scrapper" and definitely not a quitter.

He gave Logan an open shot to his chest. When Logan went for it, he delivered a hard underhand blow with his birch branch that hit Logan squarely on his balls.

"SWIIIIIITTTTTTTTTTTTT!"

""EEEEEEE...GDDDDDD... AHHHHHGGGG!"

Logan screamed and staggered backwards.

Jason was trying to get to his feet and attack.

Logan's backward move foiled his effort. The rope tightened and both of them cried out as they felt the sudden pressure on their balls.

Both were on their knees, breathing hard, and trying to regain some composure. Their balls were pulled out in front of them. While they caught their breaths, both covered their extended balls with their fighting implements.

Dennis walked over to Chip and whispered, "Wow, this is starting to look like a really good fight."

Chip whispered back, "Yea bro! And hey, that was a great idea to tie their cocks up like that! Not only does it look great, but it makes for a more exciting fight."

Dennis laughed, "Yea! I hope they lash each other's cocks a lot before this is over."

It was Chip's turn to laugh, "Yes well, based on what just happened, I'll bet they will."

And he was right.

From that moment on, as the fight went on, each fighter tried to "zero in" on his opponent's exposed and vulnerable cock.

The crowd cheered every time one of them managed to break through and strike the underside of the other's shaft.

Time passed and the battle raged on.

Both were covered in sweat. Both had red marks all over their bodies and up and down their throbbing cocks.

As Chip watched, he wondered what it was that was doing the most to keep them both so boned. Was it the pill? Or was it the situation itself?

For Logan, it was probably more of the actual situation. Having to fight naked like this, with cock and balls tied the way they were, and with an erection, was humiliating for sure. But it was also exciting.

For Jason, it probably was mostly the pill, since he was more of a dominant. Still, like it or not, he did get some thrill out of being in this situation. His cock throbbed as he imagined Logan losing and being hung on that cross. He did wonder a little, how he would feel if he lost, but tried to put that possibility out of his mind.

The match continued for quite some time with neither one seeming to gain any advantage.

Chip continued to watch while he thought about the final raffles. He still hadn't made up his mind about who the final three would be.

He had pretty much decided that Cody would be one of them. He would definitely be a popular choice. Based on the crowd's reaction to the events, so far, he figured every one of them would love a chance to use the extremely hot, fully developed college jock in some nasty way.

So Cody was in!

The easiest thing to do would be to simply choose the remaining two from the other pairings. That would mean Andy or Pete for one of them, and Coach Taylor or Aaron for the other.

Chip considered doing just that for a little while. Either Coach Taylor or Aaron would be another popular choice. Both were well developed, extremely athletic and really did get turned on by being used.

Pete and Andy were classic young jocks. Though both were only 14, they were well endowed and either one would be fun to use.

He thought for a few more minutes, then he had a flash of inspiration. The other raffle prize would be the twins. He had no doubt it would be a popular decision.

A cry from the arena and the roar of the crowd, caused him to turn his attention back to the fight.

His eyes widened as he surveyed the scene. Jason was down on the ground with his hands over his cock and balls. He was clearly hurting pretty bad.

Logan was standing over him and was flailing away with his flogger and birch branch. There were red marks all over Jason's glistening body and he was gasping for air.

Dennis ran over to Chip and exclaimed, "Damn! Did you see that?"

Chip smiled and said, "I wasn't paying attention for a moment. What the hell happened?"

Dennis chattered, "Dude, it was awesome. I meant SHIT! Logan moved so damn fast. He used his flogger to whip Jason's flogger out of his hand. Then when Jason reached for it, Logan hit him in the balls, like three times really hard, and Jason went down hard."

Chip watched Jason roll over and try to crawl towards his flogger that was laying a few feet away. The crowd cheered Logan on, and Logan obliged by showing no mercy.

He lashed away at Jason's ass with the flogger and managed to deliver another hard blow of the branch, up and in between Jason's legs.

"SWAAAAAAATTT! ... "SWAAAAAAATTT! ... "SWAAAAAAATTT!

"SWWWWWWIIIIITTTTTTT!"

"AGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!"

Jason cried out, dropped down and curled up in a ball. Logan lashed his back and ass, over and over again. Jason's white ass was now bright red and covered with some dark red lines.

Chip was about to step in and "call" it, when Jason raised his arm and stammered, "I Give! I Give!"

The crowd cheered as Chip stepped in and raised Logan's hand to signify the winner. He let Jason lay on the ground for a couple of minutes before he had Dennis escort him out, and secure him to the base of his cross.

There was a general air of anticipation as Chip announced that they would do two raffles in a row. Everyone was on the edge of their seats as Chip whispered in Dennis's ear and all eyes followed Dennis as he walked over to the little holding area.

Cheers followed as Dennis returned leading Coach Taylor. The hot, red-headed 22 year old was still a little weak from his brutal match with Aaron. His otherwise pristine white body was covered with red welts, which seemed to be accentuated by a sheen of sweat.

Chip helped "fan the flames" of interest when he had Coach Taylor stand right in front of the stands, with his hands behind his head. His ample cock was still standing straight up. As much as this sort of thing excited him, he couldn't help be feel embarrassed and humiliated being on display like this.

His embarrassment grew as he listened to Chip address the crowd.

"Okay everyone. He's our next raffle prize. Remember, if you win, he will be yours for a full day! And anything goes, short of the things I mentioned earlier, no permanent marks and such."

Chip gave Coach Taylor a wicked grin, then continued.

"And to help you decide how many of your tickets to invest, I'll have him give you a little demonstration."

Coach Taylor trembled slightly when he heard that.

He trembled some more as Chip leaned closer and said, "Okay Coach, show them what you got. Go ahead and jack-off for the crowd!"

Cheers erupted as Coach Taylor lowered one hand, wrapped it around his cock and started stroking.

Had he not been still wearing his mask they would have seen the bright blush on his face.

Dennis moved through the crowd with the jar. A lot of tickets were dropped in as he passed by. Dennis grinned as he noted the many "tented" pants and shorts in the audience. Heck, who wouldn't get boned watching the hot young coach masturbate publicly.

Meanwhile across the room, Mark was typing away madly. He and Chip had come up with a plan to really get the Internet audience into things, and he was now executing it.

He had written down the names of everyone in the chat session on separate pieces of paper and dropped them in a jar. He told them that he would draw three slips of paper from the jar. Each of the ones who had their names drawn would have the opportunity to schedule a Webcam session with the participant of their choice... or if they happened to be local, it could be an in person session.

That seemed to draw quite a bit of interest.

There were a lot of comments as they waited for Mark to draw the first slip. Most admitted to being super hard as they watched Coach Taylor masturbate in front of the crowd.

There were plenty of cheers when all of a sudden, the muscles in Coach Taylor's body flexed and several ropes of heavy white man-seed blasted out of his throbbing cock.

The first blast splattered on a couple of the young teens who were sitting in the front row. None of them seemed to mind though. They were too caught up in watching Coach drain himself.

Chip allowed Coach Taylor to catch his breath, and then had him pull a ticket from the jar.

He had hoped that Coach would pull one of the tickets that belonged to one of the boys he coached. He was surprised by the guy who won. It was the Twins' father. Chip smiled and Coach Taylor trembled as they watched him walk over Mark to give his contact information.

It was Chip's first opportunity to get a good look at the guy. He appeared to be in his forties, but was in great shape. Dressed as he was, it was easy to tell he was very muscular, with well developed biceps, a V-shaped torso, and a surprisingly small ass.

Chip wondered what Coach was in for. Needless to say, Coach was wondering the same thing. He shuddered slightly when the guy winked at him before returning to his seat.

Over in the big cage, Brandon told Bryce what had happened. Bryce managed a chuckle as he said, "Wow, I have a feeling the Dude is in for a rough day! Dad's probably gonna let the neighbor boys in on it!"

Brandon chuckled back, "Yea, no doubt. And you know how twisted they are."

They chatted for a few more moments as they watched Coach Taylor being led back to the holding area.

Both were surprised by what happened next.

Chip looked over and motioned for Brandon to join him.

As Brandon turned to join Chip, he looked back at Bryce, who was still secured in the cage and said, "I have a feeling this is not a good thing."

And he was right! It would not be a good thing, at least not for him and his brother.

Judging by the cheers, the crowd did think it was a very good thing when Chip announced the next raffle.

"Okay everyone, for our next raffle, we have something special. Whoever wins this one will get to use our two Twins for a full day! Torture them all you want. Make them have sex with each other. Fuck them... whatever you want!"

Brandon blushed as he stood in front of the crowd in "display" position. His cock twitched as he watched guys drop tickets into the jar being carried by Dennis.

Dennis's own cock twitched as he noticed the fact that several of the guys had wet spots in their shorts. Apparently more than one had cum while watching Coach Taylor's little masturbation show.

Yet again there was an air of real excitement as Brandon drew a ticket from the jar.

Chip called out the number. There were a number of moans of disappointment from those whose number had not been drawn... and a loud squeaky cheer from a little group in the crowd.

Dennis and Chip both grinned as they watched the winner bounce out of the seats and head to the rewards table.

It was another one of the little group of brats from the park. Chip really smiled as he took a good look at the kid. On the one hand, he looked like a choir boy or Boy Scout, but on the other hand he carried himself like a typical, smart ass punk.

Dennis whispered to Chip, "Oh Man! This is going to be wild. He is a total smart ass, and is actually pretty damn tough! I've seen him beat up guys a lot older than him."

Chip looked the kid over again. He was pretty damn cute and Chip figured he could be a charmer. He wondered what he looked like under his baggy shirt and shorts. Judging from his upper arms, Chip guessed he was actually pretty compact and muscular.

Any thought Chip may have had about the kid's "choir boy" nature was dashed as he passed by Brandon on the way back to his seat.

The kid smiled at Brandon and smirked, "We're gonna have a lot of fun with you and your fag brother! A lot of fun!"

Brandon shuddered as he watched the kid "high five" his buddies back in the seats. Their wicked grins did not bode well for the day they would be spending with these kids.

Chip was about to announce the next, and final fight, when Mark rushed over to talk to him.

Apparently there was quite a bit of interest in the chat room regarding the Internet Raffle and several questions had been raised. The most important one had to deal with who the winners would get to choose from for their private Webcam or "In-person" show if they won.

Several people had asked the same thing. Chip wasn't quite sure what the big deal was until Mark hurriedly explained, "Dude, it's like this. A bunch of them are asking if they win do they have to just choose between the fighters, or could they choose one of the guys that is here helping to run this thing."

Chip crossed his eyes and asked, "Like who?"

Mark took a deep breath and then continued, "Well, I am not sure, but they have pretty much all seen... um... Dennis... Stevie... Kevin... Skyler... Zack... oh and Casey... and well... you... and me. I've been switching around between the camera's a lot and have shown us all at some point... sorry."

Chip wasn't sure what to do. He turned to the audience and told them there would be a short delay, while they prepared for the last event. He invited them all to take advantage of the time to "visit" with Bryce in the cage, and/or the two brats bent over the punishment horses.

Sadly for Bryce and the two Brats, most followed Chip's suggestion.

As they did, Chip called his little staff together for a huddle. He included Kevin, Skyler Zack and Casey.

He quickly passed on what Mark had told him.

Most of them were surprised and wary.

Chip didn't want to dwell on it, or get into a long discussion. He talked a little more, and somehow managed to quell their doubts.

His final words were something like, "Okay Dudes, here's the thing. We're all having fun doing this shit. And we'll continue to have plenty of fun. This thing has been a big success so far. Now if we do this other thing, with the Internet Raffle, it means, like any one of us, could be chosen."

"I think it would really add some additional excitement. I know it's a lot to ask, but if it helps, I'm in there too. Hell I could be chosen."

They all thought for a few moments.

It was Casey who spoke first. He gestured towards Mark and said, "Well, I guess I'm in. I'm his slave boy anyway, so I wouldn't have a choice."

Kevin chimed in next, albeit a little nervously, "And I guess I don't have much of a choice either because of the initiation thing, so why not."

The others weren't quite as sure, but ended up going along with the idea. They were pretty sure they would not be picked. And were equally sure, that, besides the fighters, Chip probably would be picked. Hell, he looked pretty hot and wild, wearing that Ringmaster outfit that reviewed his bare chest and abs, and had him dressed in only a tented out jock and boots from the waist down.

Mark hurried back to the computer chat room. He announced the decision and the room really lit up. He did his best to switch between the cameras to catch glimpses of the various "staff" members and to ensure they knew the names.

He smiled as he noted, a lot of them wanted to know the "Ring Master's" name. He was actually a little surprised when a number asked about the "preppy" guy who had set up the dildo race stuff. That was Casey.

As Mark made his final preparations for the Internet raffle, Chip once again silenced the crowd and proceeded to announce the final event.

----CODY vs. ROSS----

Cody was a little concerned as Dennis led him and Ross into the ring. He listened to what Chip was saying and was worried that he was giving too much information away. In spite of that, his cock was really throbbing. He had never been naked and boned in front of this many people before. Like it or not he couldn't help but be excited.

Chip smiled as he watched Cody and Ross enter the ring.

The cheers rose after he explained how this final event would work... and that... the one in the lead (Cody), would be the final raffle prize.

"Okay everyone. These are our final fighters. The one in the lead will be the final raffle prize. Both of them are 21 years old, and as you can tell are in excellent shape. They should be, since both are star football players!"

"Now here is how this last bout will work. It's sort of a combination contest and fight."

Everyone seemed totally intrigued as Chip explained how the event, pitting the two hot college senior jocks against each other would go.

The two naked fighters would stand back to back at one end of the ring. When they were told to "GO" they would follow these paths that wound around opposite sides of the ring. Along the way, there would be "stations" where they would be required to do certain things.

At the first one, it would be 20 pushups... at the second, 20 sit-ups... at the third, 20 jumping jacks... at the fourth they would have to coat their cock and balls with Icy Hot... at the fifth it would be 40 pushups...then 40, sit-ups at the sixth... 40 jumping jacks at the seventh... then at the eighth, they would have to insert a large butt plug in their asses.

Then they would repeat the round again, with all the exercises.

Once they completed the second round of exercises, they would race to the table at the front of the ring and choose ONE object. There was a leather flogger, a riding crop, a long leather paddle, a birch branch, a tawse, and a horse hair flogger (they sting!).

At that point the object would become to remove the butt plug from his opponent!

The guy who made it to the table first, would have a definite advantage. He could try and prevent the other guy from reaching the table if he wanted too, using the item he had acquired. But the primary goal would still be to remove the other guy's butt plug first.

And, of course, like all the events, both would be required to be boned the entire time.

Judging by the crowd's reaction, they really liked the idea.

There were plenty of cheers when the event began.

They all seemed to love watching the two naked and totally boned college jocks exercise.

Both of them ripped through the pushups, sit-ups, and jumping jacks, with ease. They were in exceptional shape, but did work up a nice healthy sweat.

Chip grinned as he watched them reach the "station" where they had to coat their cock and balls with the Icy Hot ointment. His grin grew wider as he watched them do the 40 pushups that followed.

Both were really red in the face and it wasn't from the exercise, it was the burning sensation they were feeling on their aroused genitals.

The cheers grew louder and louder as the two continued their race. All watched with glee as Cody and Ross reached the station where they had to insert the butt plugs. Chip had ordered Casey to set them up on two small stools so that the contestants could lower themselves onto them.

There were a lot of shouts of, "GO! GO! GO!" as they grunted and groaned while impaling themselves on the fat butt plugs.

The next round was fun for all to watch.

The sheen from their sweat, really accentuated their muscles as they did the exercises. Like the first round, they remained essentially "neck and neck," though Cody had a slight lead.

In fact Cody finished his last jumping jacks just ahead of Ross and made it to the table first. He grabbed the long leather paddle and turned to face Ross.

Ross attempted to reach the table but Cody held him off with a series of lighting quick blows.

The crowd cheered wildly as the leather paddle slapped Ross on his thigh and the side of his ass.

Cody continued to keep himself between Ross and the table. To everyone's delight. he connected with the leather paddle a few more times when Ross tried to rush around him.

For Cody, it was a fight of desperation. He had already spent time on one of the crosses and did not want to go there again, particularly with this crowd. He was quite certain, he would receive more than his fair share of attention if he lost. It was bad enough that he was going to be raffled off to a stranger for a full day. He didn't want to add to it by being punished on the cross.

Ross was trying hard too. While he had been on the receiving end of things when he first joined the BDSM fraternity, he did not relish the idea of being crucified and tortured. What he did relish was the thought of doing some nasty things to his hunky quarterback.

Sure, he and Cody were friends and teammates, but the recent revelation about Cody's submissive desires was like a dream come true. His cock really throbbed as he looked at Cody's erect cock and large balls.

The sparing match lasted for quite some time. Cody kept Ross at bay with some well placed smacks.

At one point, Chip thought Cody just might have Ross when he hit Ross squarely in the balls. Ross cried out, staggered backwards and almost lost his footing. It would have been the perfect time for Cody to charge in.

But, for once, Cody's instinct for "the kill" deserted him. It wasn't like finding an open receiver and delivering a touchdown pass. It might have been that he was a little distracted by his own aroused state and the shouts from the crowd.

In either case, he missed his chance. Ross recovered quickly and began planning his move. He made several feints towards the table and received some savage blows from Cody.

Cody seemed to be enjoying the adoration of the crowd when he made contact with the leather paddle, so he kept swinging harder and harder.

Ross noticed that Cody was clearly beginning to "play" to the crowd and decided to take advantage of it.

He turned around stuck out his ass, and taunted Cody, "Come on Mr. QB, don't forget where the end zone is! If you wanna win you're gonna have to get this thing out of my ass... and I know you'd love to get your hands on my ass."

That seemed to do the trick. Cody moved forward and delivered to nasty blows across Ross's firm white ass.

"SWAAAAATTTTTTTT! SWAAAATTTTTTT!!!!"

One of them landed across both checks, the other sort of wrapped around the side and nicked Ross's bouncing hard cock.

Ross cried out as he took the blows. The crowd cheered and Cody reacted by momentarily nodding to his new fans. It was exactly what Ross had hoped for.

In a split second he, he spun around, closed the gap, and tackled Cody.

It was a hard hit, and Cody had the wind, all but knocked out of him. Cody tried to get up, but had a hard time. Ross was all over him, pounding away with his fists.

He hit Cody over and over again in the abs, before slamming his knee into Cody's balls.

The result was a loud cry from Cody, as he doubled over and pain.

Everyone in the crowd cheered and rose to the feet as Ross went for the kill. He made no move towards the table. He didn't need to. He had the leather paddle, which Cody had dropped and was flailing away at Cody's back and ass.

Cody remained doubled over and took the blows. The pain in his balls was so bad that he completely forgot about the butt plug thing. Sadly for Cody, Ross didn't forget.

Chip and Dennis both cheered as they watched Ross drop the paddle, reach down with both hands and rip the plug out of Cody's ass.

Cody gasped and the crowd went wild. They clapped and yelled as Ross held the plug in the air and then tossed it to them.

For Cody, time stood still as the realization sank in. He would soon be on the cross for two hours, at the mercy of this wild crowd of crazed and horned onlookers. His dazed state continued as he was led from the ring, and cuffed to the base of the last cross.

He didn't even hear who won him in the final raffle. It was one of Pete and Andy's 14 year old friends. The kid was excited. He had an older brother who had victimized him for years before he went off to college, and whenever he was home during breaks, so he was anxious for some payback.

As soon as the final raffle was over, Chip invited all to get some more drinks and snacks while they put the losers on the crosses. He also reminded them, once again.to take advantage of Bryce, in the cage, and the two brats on the punishment horses.

To Chip's delight they did just that! Most of the guys waiting for their drinks, took the opportunity to spank the little brats' asses good. Others wandered into the big cage and tormented Bryce.

Bryce's "torments" were worse than what the brats were receiving. His abs were punched... nipples pinched... ass whipped... cock slapped and whipped... and balls squeezed (mostly by the younger boys).

[Boy Fact #13- Younger boys are fascinated by older boys' "tools". They love the thought of torturing older boys' genitals.]

And of course, his hole was invaded by fingers and other objects.

Chip, Dennis, Stevie, and Casey worked on putting the losers on the crosses. Since they would be hanging there for two hours, Chip had decided to use the dildo blocks on the front of the crosses. All five would be impaled on the dildos that were mounted on wooden blocks bolted to the crosses. It was humiliating and painful, but did provide some relief to the strain in their arms.

Of course they could pull themselves up off the dildos a little, but it wouldn't take long for them to just give up the effort and remain fully impaled.

While the guys were being "crucified", Mark busied himself completing the Internet raffle. He made sure all still had a clear video view as each of the losing fighters was placed on his cross. Each one gasped as they dropped onto the dildos when the stools were pulled out from under their feet.

Mark smiled as he watched the first one.

Andy looked really scared as he climbed up on the stools, turned around and spread his arms to be secured to the cross piece. Chip smiled too as he reached up, spread Andy's tight ass cheeks and guided him onto the dildo.

His smile broadened as soon as he saw Andy was secured and then pulled the stools out. It caught Andy totally off guard and he screamed as he dropped onto the big dildo.

He continued to thrash about and tried to pull himself up off the nasty thing, while his ankles were pulled up on either side of the cross and secured.

Chip's cock really throbbed as he saw the look of anguish on Andy's face. He wished it was his cock that was inside Andy's tight swimmer's ass. The mere thought of having Andy tied down and helpless while he spanked and then fucked him caused Chip's cock to leek even more.

Justyn was the next one placed on a cross. It was a "fun" placement. Justyn tried his best to be uncooperative. But Casey, along with Ross's help, managed to manhandle him into place. He thrashed even more than Andy had, when he slid down on the dildo. And for Justyn, things seemed all the worse, due to the fact that his skater buddies were standing in front of him and watching with wicked grins on their faces.

All of them taunted and jeered. Most of the taunts had to do with the fact that Justyn was still totally boned up.

Aaron was the next on a cross.

------------ The INTERNET RAFFLE ------------

While that was happening, Mark finished the raffle. He pulled three papers from the jar and announced the winners. Each was given the opportunity to select who he wanted from among the fighters or "staff."

The choices were somewhat surprising to Mark. He had been sure that most, if not all, would be fighters.

The first guy to win chose Chip. He lived pretty far away, so it would have to be a Webcam show. Mark figured it would be a tough show since the winner asked what type of torture devices they had available and would he be able to hear Chip's screams.

Mark assured him the sound would work and that they had plenty of stuff. He promised to Email him a list of all the nasty toys they had.

The next winner made a really surprise choice. He went with Casey, the hot preppy 18 year old. It was a surprise simply due to the fact that Casey had only been seen on camera a few times in his role as stage crew.

The guy seemed really set on his choice, and pushed Mark to allow him to see Casey naked, before the end of the show. To the delight of all in the chat room, Mark agreed. What they didn't know was that Casey was, in fact, Mark's slave. With everything that had been happening, Mark hadn't had much of a chance to use Casey. He figured it would be fun to make him strip on camera, and maybe even masturbate for the group.

Mark kept adjusting the camera selections as the remaining guys were put on their crosses. Aaron was on his, and the guys were now working on Jason, who looked white as a ghost. He had been so sure it would be Logan who lost their fight... and now here he was, about to face two hours of physical and sexual torment while hanging there naked.

What made it worse for him was the fact that there were several of his lacrosse teammates there. The guys he had invited specifically to torture Logan when he lost. He knew them all too well, and knew they would get just as much pleasure out of tormenting him. It was just the way boys were at that age.

[Boy Fact #10- Many boys are fascinated by the concept of torture.] [Boy Fact #5- Boys can be very cruel and sadistic.]

Mark smiled yet again as he listened to Jason's gasp as he was impaled.

He typed into the chat room, asking the final winner for his choice. The guy took awhile to make up his mind. He kept asking questions like... will he really suck cock... do rimmings... have his cock and balls tortured hard... and so on. Mark assured him he would do anything except the extremes as mentioned earlier. And, if he was fucked, it would have to be with condoms.

He also asked about the names of he guys who were his choices. First names only, of course. Mark tried to figure out what age group this guy was interested in. It was hard, since he asked about most of them. He did get the impression that the guy might be local.

He got a little concerned when the guy asked about him too. He had only been seen on camera briefly, but the guy insisted. So Mark, being as horned as he was, took off his shirt and stepped in front of the camera for a moment.

There were plenty of suggestions from others in the chat room about who the guy should pick. Mark smiled as he noted there were a number of guys suggesting that he be the one chosen.

Although the thought of being used by some stranger was pretty scary, Mark did find himself aroused a great deal. He had read a lot of wild stories on the Internet. There was one that scared him and aroused him the most.

He knew it was dangerous, but couldn't stop thinking about it.

It had to do with this young guy setting up this meeting with a guy he didn't know. He was required to go to this old rain shelter in a park, strip naked, put on a blindfold, cuff his hands behind his back and then just wait.

Mark's cock really throbbed a lot as he thought about being chosen and then discovering that this guy was local and would require him to do just that. By his questions, it did seem that he liked young guys.

It turned out he was right about part of it. The guy was indeed local. But though he did like younger guys, he apparently didn't like them quite as young as Mark was, at least not at the moment.

Mark continued to press for a decision while Cody was being placed on his cross. There were plenty of cheers when Cody, the hot quarterback dropped onto the dildo on his cross and cried out.

Finally the last Internet winner made his decision. He chose Logan, the handsome, blond 16 year old captain of the lacrosse team.

Everyone in the chat room seemed excited about his choice. Especially when it was confirmed that Logan would be used in person. That excitement grew when the winner announced his intent to use the hot young high school jock on the Net, for all to see.

Indeed, he provided an email address for suggestions about what to do with Logan. He promised that "all" reasonable suggestions would be honored... CBT... humiliation... you name it!

Mark told everyone in the chat room that he would continue the Webcam coverage of the punishment phase of the event for the next two hours. He asked if anyone had suggestions about how to punish the guys who were on crosses, to enter them in chat and he would do his best to pass them on.

Finally he reminded everyone who the guys were who had earned that punishment. They included:

Andy, the 14 year old swimmer... Justyn, the 17 year old skateboarder... Aaron, the 21 year old Phys Ed Grad student... Jason, the 17 year old lacrosse player... and Cody, the 21 year old college football player.

After he was done typing that information, he considered the fact that he might have provided a little too much info, but it was too late to take it back.

Mark realized that it was going to be a real challenge to cover all that was happening during the punishment phase of the event. He could redirect and aim the various cameras using the control program that Jake had set up. But it would be worse than a three ring circus.

There were, after all, five guys on crosses who were being tortured... Bryce was still secured inside the big open cage, and was still getting a lot of attention... and the two brats were still bent over the punishment horses by the concession table.

He asked some of the people in chat room to help him out by "filling in" any latecomers who joined the room, then turned his attention to the cameras.

------- THE PUNISHMENT PHASE -------

Chip smiled as he watched the crowd head toward the crosses. There were plenty of "torture" implements scattered around the arena and they were being taken advantage of.

As he watched, he realized that the groups that gathered around each cross were fairly predictable.

Most of Andy's friends and his teammates from the swim team went right to his cross. The skater-boys gathered around Justyn. Aaron was getting a lot of attention from a bunch of the college frat boys. Jason was getting just as much attention from his lacrosse buddies. The odd one was Cody, the hot college football star. It seemed he was surrounded by just about every one of the young brats.

Things started off, pretty much the same for all of the "victims". Their cock's and balls were prodded and poked and eventually whipped. Some of the crowd members used the little step stools to climb up and attach tit clamps to the guys' nipples.

All five of the poor guys on the crosses were suffering. Within a half hour, most of them had weights hanging from their balls. All of them remained boned to the max, thanks in part to the pills, but also to the fact that the crowd members stimulated their cocks so much.

Chip could not discern who was getting it the worst... Justyn seemed to be getting it very hard from his skater friends who alternated between whipping his balls, chest, stomach and inner thighs. They laughed and jeered every time Justyn, cried out. And whipped him even harder, every time he cussed at them.

Justyn kept bitching at them, and they kept torturing him harder and harder. Justyn just could not keep his smart mouth shut, so the result was he just suffered more. Aside from the whipping, there was one particular "torture" that one of the guys seemed to enjoy doing.

He would grab Justyn's extremely hard cock and force it down as far as it would go. The pain it caused was obvious from Justyn's whimpers and gasps. He made it even worse by slapping Justyn's cock as hard as he could while it was pulled down.

Another one who was really suffering was Cody. While the group around him was a mixed bag, it did consist primarily of the group of young brats (mostly 13 years old). They were having a really good time torturing the college senior's genitals.

[Boy Fact #13- Younger boys are fascinated by older boys' "tools". They love the thought of torturing older boys' genitals.]

It seemed like all of their attention was directed at Cody's manly parts. They whipped and paddled his cock and balls. Then took turns standing on the step stool to jack him off.

There was one thing they did that Chip considered stopping but decided not too, because they seemed to like it so much.

In between the whipping, each one in turn, stood on a stool, stroked Cody's hard cock, and posed for a picture. They got lucky with a few of the pictures, because they managed to get Cody shooting.

As painful and humiliating as it was, Cody could not get over the fact that he was so incredibly turned on. Being helpless and at the mercy of these young brats was actually rather exciting. He knew that he had been "raffled" off to a kid who appeared to be around the same age, and he wondered what that day would end up being like.

Mark was watching the action too and kept switching between cameras. He managed to get some really good shots, which the chat room participants appreciated. He didn't need to even try to pass on most of the suggestions he was receiving, since they were already being done.

Andy and Jason were receiving similar treatments from their teammates. Both were being whipped... both had tit clamps on... both had their balls squeezed and paddled... both were tickled... and oddly enough both got a special humiliation.

In both cases, someone had obtained some large empty cups, which was passed around between the teammates. None of them seemed worried about the cameras as they took turns pissing in the cups. When the cups were full, a guy climbed up on a step stool and poured the cups over Andy and Pete's heads.

Cody and Aaron escaped that treatment, but Justyn did not, since his skater friends saw it happen and followed suit.

Chip was really happy watching how everything was going. All of the "victims" were gasping, moaning and, in some cases, screaming. At some point, they all yanked at their bonds and thrashed about, which really excited the crowd.

Bryce was also receiving attention from a small crowd inside his cage. And it was special attention indeed.

He was still secured with his arms cuffed over head, and his hard, wrestler's body was covered with plenty of red whip marks and his ass was bright red. Guys took turns fondling and squeezing his balls and jacking him off.

Chip had concerns about what else they were doing, since it appeared most were also taking turns fucking the helpless 18 year old jock. His concerns lessened, when he noted that Casey was there, protecting his fraternity brother by passing out condoms and making sure they were used.

Bryce lost track of the number of times he had been fucked. Judging by the number of full condoms found on the floor of the cage, it had been quite a few.

If anyone did seem to have a slightly easier time, it was Aaron. The college guys who focused on him seemed more interested in teasing and tickling than outright torture. Which was not to say he didn't suffer.

The tickling and teasing was very intense and his cock and balls did receive a number of blows from paddles and whips. A couple of brats divided their attention between him and Cody, which was where most of the cock and ball torture came from.

Chip kept circulating and checking on all the action. He only had to step in and stop one thing.

At one point, he discovered there were several guys preparing to fuck the two 13 year old brats who were secured on the punishment horses. Chip decided not to take a chance and reminded them that the punishment was spanking.

There was a little grumbling, but, in the end the guys seemed satisfied to just spank those little butts hard.

They were just over halfway through the punishment phase. All of the victims were covered with sweat. Some were also covered with piss. Most had red marks on their bodies. Every one of them had been forced to cum more than once, and everyone had tears in their eyes.

Once again Chip looked around. He had surveyed the crowd, throughout the event, and could account for where everyone was... well just about everyone.

It suddenly occurred to him that he hadn't seen the group that included the Twin's father, since the Punishment Phase started. He looked around again, and was somewhat relieved when he noted that the three teenage boys who had apparently been included, had just joined the group torturing Aaron.

The father though, and the other guy who was the Twin's uncle were nowhere to be seen. It didn't seem to be that much of a concern, but he was curious. He wandered over to Mark and asked him about it.

Mark smiled, pointed towards the barn entrance and said, "Check it out!"

Chip looked towards the entrance. The two guys in question were there, talking to Coach Taylor, who surprisingly enough, had removed his mask. From where he was, he couldn't tell what was being discussed, but figured it had something to do with the fact that the Twins' father had won Coach in the raffle.

He decided to check it out.

As he walked over, he took another close look at the father.

He could see where the Twins got their good looks and athleticism. Though he had to be at the very least, twice their age, he was still really hot and in great shape.

His overall build was slender, but clearly muscular. Judging by his narrow waist and chiseled face, Chip guessed he probably didn't have an ounce of fat on him. He had a full head of hair and well developed biceps.

There was no doubt he could pass for someone much younger.

But it was the last thing that Chip noticed as he drew closer, that really got his attention. The bulge in the front of his jeans, clearly showed that this dude was very well endowed. Chip smiled as he remembered the size of the Twins' cocks and balls, "It must run in the family!" he mused as he walked up. Little did he know, the father had not passed it all on to his two sons, at least not the "horse cock" part which is what he had... And which was one of the things that made him such a popular "Master" in the gay BDSM world.

Chip caught the tail end of the conversation. Coach Taylor sounded pretty nervous, maybe even scared as he nodded and said, "Okay, I'll do it Sir, just like you said."

The father and the Uncle winked at Chip as they headed back into the barn.

Chip looked at Coach Taylor, who looked white as a ghost and asked, "So where are they going?"

Coach Taylor swallowed hard and stammered, "Well... umm... the one dude said they were gonna track down Brandon and Bryce to say goodbye."

There was a long pause. Chip watched the two older guys as they walked towards the cage.

He was about to say something when Coach Taylor blurted out, "Damn Chip! This could be really rough. I know the Twins' father won me in that raffle... yea, he told me who he was... but shit, I didn't expect this. I thought it would be a younger guy."

Chip had thought it would be too and wasn't that happy about it. The thought of the hot, young red-headed Coach being tortured by a young guy was exciting. But after he saw the Twins' father, he thought that could also be exciting too. Maybe really exciting.

They chatted briefly, and Chip somehow managed to get Coach Taylor to relax. Coach did confirm the fact that, as scary as it was, he would honor the "deal." The truth was, though he was really turned on by the thought of being abused by some younger guys, he was excited about having an experience with an older guy.

He watched Chip head back into the barn and reflected on Chip's final words, "... Well heck, I wouldn't worry too much. You might enjoy it Coach. I mean you never really tried it with an older guy. Besides, I just saw the Dude, and he does look hot... nasty maybe... but also hot!"

Coach thought about it some more and his cock hardened as he thought of himself, naked, bound, and at that guy's mercy, for a full day. He remembered the things Chip had made him do as his slave, and his cock began to throb.

He stood in the barn entrance for quite some time thinking about it all. He somehow resisted the temptation to jack-off and was just about to put his mask on and head back in when he noticed two guys approaching. It was Chip and Logan, the captain of the lacrosse team he coached.

He moved to put his mask on, when Chip stopped him with a shout, "That's okay Coach, you don't have to, he knows who you are."

Logan laughed, "Yea Coach I do, and it's all cool."

Coach Taylor swallowed hard and trembled slightly. His face blushed as he saw Logan looking at his erect cock. It didn't help matters at all that Logan was also naked and boned as well. Coach had seen him in the showers many times, and loved looking at the hot, blond jock. More than once he had fantasized about watching Logan playing lacrosse naked.

It was one of the things he fantasized about the most.

He was trying to think of something to say, when Chip said, "Hey Coach I was hoping you could help Logan out with something. He's gonna need some special practice."

Coach stammered, "Sure, I'll be glad to help."

Logan was already quite skilled at lacrosse, but Coach figured he could show him some of his own special moves to make him even better.

Before he could saw anything else, Logan looked him in the eye and said, "Chip here tells me that you have this slave thing going with him, and that you're his Slave. And he thinks, that since I now have Jason as my slave I should probably get in some practice. I've never really done that side of it before."

Coach Taylor gulped as he listened to Logan. He couldn't believe what he had just heard. Being Chip's slave was one thing, but being Logan's was another. He was the Captain of the team he coached. Even though the 16 year old was incredibly handsome, it certainly would be humiliating.

He knew he should try to object, but just couldn't. His cock had already made the decision. Still he didn't want to seem too eager to go along with it and tried to save a little face.

He looked at Chip and said, "Umm, Chip, is that Okay with you?"

Chip laughed, "Yea, it's totally okay. I told him I would sort of lend you to him. Just remember, you do have to do everything he says. And I mean everything!"

Coach's heart started to pound and his cock hardened more as he looked back at Chip and said, "Yes Sir!"

That made Logan's cock throb. He looked Coach Taylor up and down and started to think about some of the things he would do. He was really starting to enjoy this feeling of power.

Chip put his arm around Logan's shoulder and said, "Just make sure you are tough with him. He's supposed to be a sex and torture slave, so don't be afraid to make him scream, or humiliate him in any way you want. You can also use the torture house or maybe better yet the dungeon in his basement!"

Coach looked at Logan and said pleadingly, "Please nothing in front of the team, okay?"

Logan smiled for a moment, then got serious, "Look, the deal is anything I want. And if I want you to do something in front of the team then you WILL do it boy!"

The sudden change in Logan's demeanor took Chip and the Coach by surprise.

Coach Taylor took a deep breath as some wild thoughts flowed through his mind. His face reddened even more as he thought of being naked and tortured in front of the others.

He breathed a little sigh of relief when Logan said, "Don't worry Coach, I'll be reasonable. And if it helps, I can assure you, that no one will say a word."

Coach looked back at Logan and said softly, "Thank you Sir!"

Logan's heart was really pounding and his cock was throbbing. As much as he got off on being abused, he suddenly realized he liked it this way too. He was looking forward to using the hot young coach as his slave. And of course, Jason. Yes, he would ensure that Jason understood the phrase, "Paybacks are a bitch."

And speaking of Jason...

Logan was about to order coach to do something when he heard a bunch of cheers from the arena area. Chip heard it too, and both rushed back inside.

The "losers" were still being tortured in various ways by the horned crowd. Mark had been passing suggestions to them that had been received over the Internet. And most were being used on the helpless victims.

But it was what Dennis and Casey were doing that had caused the latest ruckus.

Chip and Logan both smiled as they saw what was going on.

------ THE SHAVINGS ------

Dennis and Casey had placed a large table in the open area in front of the crosses. On it, were a number of cans of shaving cream, towels, bowls of water, and safety razors.

The five guys on the crosses had a clear view of the objects on the table and all trembled.

The guys in the crowd seemed a little confused about how to proceed, so Chip jumped in.

"Okay everyone, I think it's only fair that the winners each decide how to go about this. I'm sure they will share."

He looked at Pete and said, "Okay Pete, you beat Andy, so you decide how to take care of him."

Chip smiled as he glanced at Andy, hanging naked on his cross. He really looked even more nervous now. Unlike some of the other swimmers, he did not shave much of his body hair. In fact, he really liked it. Though most of his body was smooth, he did have a decent amount of armpit hair, a light coating on his legs, and a nice pubic patch with a treasure trail.

Pete actually did like looking at naked guys who had pubes. There was just something about the way the pubic hairs seemed to frame their cock and balls. He also knew how "attached" Andy was to his precious "pubes!"

He pulled a stool next to Andy's cross, climbed up on it and began whispering in Andy's ear as he ran his fingers through his pubic patch and armpit.

"Well, it's gonna be a shame to have all these shaved off. It'll make you look like a little kid. My guess is you'll attract a lot of attention in the locker room."

Andy shuddered then looked at Pete and whispered pleadingly, "Oh come on please dude, don't do this. I promise I'll make it up to you in some way. Just let me keep my hairs."

Pete gestured towards the group waiting at the end of the table. They were mostly their friends and teammates. All looked eager.

"Well, I don't know. They seem pretty excited about shaving you. I'm sure you and I can work out something, but you'll have to satisfy them too."

Andy looked at the group. They looked like a pack of hungry wolves. He swallowed hard and said, "Ahh... okay, look I'll do whatever you and they want if I get to keep my hair."

Pete patted Andy's pubes and said, "Okay, I'll talk to them and see if they are willing to make a deal. Just remember, if you don't honor the deal, we'll hunt you down and do it to you, so keep that in mind."

Andy nodded, "Don't worry. I'll honor whatever the deal is, with you and them."

Pete climbed down from the stool and headed to the group. Andy couldn't hear what was being said and started to get worried. Some of the guys were shaking their heads and were grumbling. But Pete kept talking. Finally they all gave each other "high-fives" and Pete returned to Andy.

"Okay buddy, we have a deal. You get to keep your hair. I hope you really like it, cause it's gonna cost you, big time!"

Andy listened in horror as Pete explained the deal. It was a lot, but he really didn't want to be shaved.

"Well, first of all, after we are done here, you will give them all blow jobs and let them cum in your mouth. Then you will jack off, while they all watch."

Andy nodded and said, "Okay. It's a deal."

Pete chuckled, "Hold on tiger, that's just the first part of their deal. It wasn't easy to get them to agree, and you haven't heard my part yet."

Andy's face flushed as he heard the rest.

"Okay, one of the guys is having a party next weekend. You're gonna be there as the `guest of honor' and will provide the entertainment. They all agreed not to shave you, but other than that anything goes... and that includes a gang bang!"

Andy wasn't crazy about the deal, but went along with it.

Surprisingly, though Pete's part of the deal was pretty unreasonable, he decided to just go with it. After all, he and Pete had messed around before, and were sure to do more. Although the deal was rather one sided, he wasn't too concerned and was sure Pete would return the favor, in some ways.

"All right then, for my part of the deal, for the next year, let's just say whenever I give you a dare, you will do it, no matter what. It will be sort of like a slavery thing, but not quite. You and I will still be able to... you know... play games."

Andy knew exactly what type of dares they would be and was pretty sure Pete would repeat a dare he had already made Andy do as a strip poker punishment. His cock throbbed as he remembered that day.

It was embarrassing but also exciting.

For that dare, Pete had rigged up a pair of Andy's Speedo's before a swim meet. The team Speedo's had a wide black strip on both sides. Pete had cut both sides so that there was just a small thread of cloth remaining on both sides. He covered the cuts with pieces of black tape so it wouldn't show.

Andy carefully put the suit on and then took his place for his first race.

As Pete had planned, when Andy dove into the water, his suit ripped off, and he swam the race naked. There were a lot of laughs as people noticed what had happened. The laughs grew louder after the race ended.

A red faced Andy climbed out of the pool and rushed to the locker room, which was at the other end of the long pool.

A coach rushed over with a towel to cover him up. He moved fast, but was not fast enough to keep a number of spectators from seeing that Andy had an erection. That was embarrassing enough, but so were the next few weeks in school when his friends teased him in the halls, calling him "boner boy" and such.

And yet, it was rather exciting for the young teen jock. He relived the moment, many times as he jacked off at night and embellished it with his own fantasies. The most intense was that the coach would make him stand in front of the crowd and jack off as his punishment for losing his swim suit.

That would never happen of course, but it was fun to fantasize about!

Andy agreed to the whole deal and the little group contented themselves by continuing his torture for the remaining time. Dennis had been a little upset about not getting to shave Andy, but got over it by dropping some hot wax on Andy's cock and balls.

Chip had shown him the candles that burned hotter and Dennis used one of them.

He taunted Andy as he focused the searing wax on the tip of his hard cock.

"Oh yea Andy! We're gonna have a lot of fun at that party next week... a lot of fun!"

Chip was about to ask Pete what the deal was, when his attention was drawn to the next cross where Justyn was.

The crowd gathered there consisted mostly of Justyn's skater friends but also included a couple of the young brats, at least one guy from the college frat and some high school guys who Chip didn't know.

Matt stood in front of Justyn and snarled, "Okay smart mouth, it's time you were brought down a little. Bitch all you want, but there's gonna be no deal for you. "

He grinned as he grabbed a can of shaving cream and proceeded to coat Justyn's armpits, pubes, balls and legs.

For Justyn, the tortures had been bad enough, but this was somehow worse. He tried to come up with a smart response, but for once his smart ass mouth failed him. He was speechless.

His skater buddies were the first ones to grab razors, followed immediately by the two young brats. All approached in anxious anticipation and went to work.

Justyn cringed and closed his eyes as he felt his badges of manhood being methodically stripped away.

What made it even more embarrassing were the comments being made by his friends. They made sure he knew who was doing what.

They were focusing on his armpits and legs. They let the two young brats, who had barely started puberty" focus on Justyn's pubes and balls. They all smiled as they watched the young boys "manipulate" Justyn's manly parts more than was necessary for the shaving.

Every time Justyn moaned, gasped or winced, they slapped his cock and balls hard. Which caused Justyn to cry out even more.

[Boy Fact #13- Younger boys are fascinated by older boys' "tools". They love the thought of torturing older boys' genitals.]

Chip's smile broadened as he watched the brats. The one who was slapping Justyn's cock was the one who had won Justyn in the raffle. If this was any indication, Justyn was in for a rough time when he paid off the raffle.

Chip next turned his attention to Aaron.

Though the crowd gathered there consisted mostly of college guys, Stevie and his little buddy Jimmy were there too. Both of them had a hand on Aaron's cock and were slowly stroking him while one of the college guys applied the shaving cream all over.

Chip watched Aaron's chest heaving deeply. Though he was sure Aaron would probably never admit it, it seemed pretty clear that the hot 21 year old jock was totally turned on by being used by the two youngsters.

What happened next, confirmed his conclusion.

Aaron glanced at the college guys gathered around him and then down at Stevie and Jimmy. They were stroking him fast. He held on as long as he could then just gave into the feeling.

The college guys laughed and cheered as they watched Aaron's muscles tense in an orgasmic frenzy.

Aaron could feel the blush in his cheeks, under his mask, as he shot a decent sized load from his aching manhood.

Stevie and Jimmy milked him dry, then stepped back to allow the college guys to "do their thing." Both smiled as they watched Aaron's hair being methodically shaved away. The guys did a thorough job and laughed as they ran their hands over Aaron's denuded body.

If there was one hair left below his neck, no one could see it. Since there was still some time left, the guys all decided to continue Aaron's punishment. Someone located a bottle of rubbing alcohol and applied a liberal amount to Aaron's shaved areas.

They all laughed as they watched Aaron writhe and gasp.

Once again, Chip turned his attention to the next cross. It was the one where Jason was.

Logan was standing at the foot of the cross and glaring at Jason. Chip had heard all about the things that Jason had put Logan through with the lacrosse team... The tortures... the sucking... the fucking... and the shaving.

As much as Logan seemed to enjoy being forced into a submissive role, Chip could tell by the look on his face, that he was looking forward to this.

Logan's comments confirmed it.

He looked up at Jason, hanging on the cross and chuckled, "I guess you really did think it was gonna be me hanging on the cross and being your slave for the year. Well, shit happens dude! You will be my slave until you graduate, and I have lots of ideas already."

"Meanwhile it's payback time."

He turned his head, looked at his teammates and asked, "So how about it guys? Are you ready to make him look like a little boy again?"

They obviously were. They grabbed the shaving cream and razors and went to work.

Jason tried not to look upset, but it was obvious that he wasn't happy. Logan added to his dismay by reminding the guys that they were to remove all the hair below his neck.

They took their time. Everyone got a chance to shave some of his pubes, which meant that everyone got a chance to fondle his hard cock. His balls also received a lot of attention as well.

While it was going on, Logan added to Jason's embarrassment by taunting him.

"Well, while they are working, I'll give you a hint of some of the things you'll be doing as my slave boy, since that is part of your penalty for losing."

Jason couldn't believe his ears and wanted to cry as Logan outlined his plan. The other guys snickered as they shaved and listened.

"Okay, to start with, from now on, you will go commando all the time. The only exception being when you play sports. In that case you can wear a jock. And speaking of sports, after every practice you will service at least one member of the team before he showers. And by service, I mean you will wash his cock, balls and hole with your tongue, and, of course, suck him off until he cums in your mouth. You will do it until you have serviced every member of the team at least once."

Logan glanced at the guys who were doing the shaving. All were excited, as evidenced by the tents in their shorts. He smiled as he looked at Jason's hard cock. The head glistened with a large amount of pre-cum.

"Don't worry Jason, there will be a lot more things for you to do... a lot!"

Logan was really getting into the spirit of things. His mind was filled with all sorts of nasty ideas, which included having Jason do some "special" pizza deliveries. Yes it would be a fun year.

And speaking of fun.

The guys gathered around the last cross were having their fair share of fun with Cody, the hot college quarterback. The group consisted mostly of the young brats. They were giggling as they methodically removed all of Cody's lower body hair.

Cody knew he was in for a lot of kidding in the football locker room. Although he wasn't looking forward to it, there was no denying the fact that, for the moment, he was still extremely turned on.

The brats were turned on too. It only took a few minutes for them to do their job. Moving as fast as they were, there were a couple of nicks here and there. As soon as they were finished, they wiped Cody's muscular body with towels.

Ross smiled at Cody and chuckled, "Looks like the little dudes did a good job. Wait until the guys see you in the locker room."

Cody shuddered slightly as he envisioned that scene. His only hope was to explain it away as a fraternity prank.

With the shaving over, there was a momentary pause in the action. Chip noticed it too and announced, "Okay guys, there's still about 15 minutes left, so do whatever you want to them."

And so they did!

Grunts, groans and the occasional scream emanated through the barn as the tormentors went to work. For most of the losers, it was 15 minutes of relentless cock and ball torture.

Cody avoided the pain as a result of Ross's suggestion. There were about ten guys gathered around Cody's cross. Ross pulled them into a little huddle and asked, "Okay, how would you guys like to do something special with him? Something pretty nasty?"

They all were eager.

Ross looked at the brats and asked, "Okay, for this to work, best, I gotta know, are you guys `shooting' yet?"

They seemed a little insulted. One of them glared at Ross and snapped, "Yea sure! We all are shooting! Are you? It's not like we are little kids!"

Ross grinned. In his eyes they looked like little kids. But then again well developed little kids.

Ross smiled and said, "Okay, here's what I have in mind. He's already been tortured a lot. So how about we finish things up by making him do something sort of sick."

They all seemed interested, so Ross continued.

"Okay, here is what I am thinking. I hope none of you are shy."

Even if they were, they wouldn't admit it.

Ross held up a glass and said, "Okay, here it is. First of all, we take turns stroking him until he cums in this glass. While he is being stroked, we all gather around him and start jacking off. The idea is that we catch all of our cum in the glass too. Then I will lift his mask up, just enough so he can drink it all. If he doesn't drink it, then I'll take his mask off. Sound like a plan?"

Although a couple seemed a little shy, all of them went along with it.

It didn't take long for Cody to start breathing hard. The brats took turns with the others, stroking his hard cock and fondling his balls. In between their turns, they gathered around the cross, facing Cody, pulled down their own shorts, and jacked themselves off.

Not surprisingly, Cody erupted first. Even though he had already cum more than once, he managed to shoot a decent amount of pure college boy seed into the glass as he writhed and screamed.

What followed was a scene of near panic as the others scrambled to get the glass and shoot into it.

Ross grinned as he watched the brats add their little loads of sweet early teen boy cum to the glass. The others followed suit, including Ross. Somehow they managed to get everyone's seed into the glass.

All eyes widened as Ross climbed up on a stool, lifted Cody's mask and held the glass to his lips as he snarled, "Okay tough guy! Drink up! All of it! Or so help me, I will remove your mask!"

Cody took a deep breath. The smell of the cum cocktail was intense. As disgusting as it seemed, he was excited. His cock throbbed once again as he began drinking. The taste was salty and sweet and not all that unpleasant.

By the time he was done, his cock was once again rock hard... it could have been due to the lingering effects of the pill, but not entirely. Like Aaron and Coach Taylor, Cody was turned on by being used by other guys, particularly younger ones.

Chip checked the clock. Time was up and he blew his whistle. He was pleased to note that the other losers had also been forced to cum.

The skater dudes fed Justyn his own cum. Jason escaped having to eat his. Instead, his teammates rubbed it into his hair. Aaron received similar treatment. Andy was the only one who wasn't forced to cum. Due to the fact that he would be doing it after he sucked his little crowd.

Chip thanked everyone for coming and reminded them to check the website for the next event. He also invited them to consider participating as fighters. In fact, he essentially dared them.

His tactic worked. Several guys talked to him afterwards, and volunteered to fight.

[Boy Fact #3- Boys have an almost insatiable need to face challenges.] [Boy Fact #7- A horny teenage boy lacks common sense.] [Boy Fact #8- Teenage boys are pretty much horny 24 hours a day!]

The crowd lingered for awhile and some helped remove the guys from the crosses who were then helped to the holding area and allowed to rest on some blankets.

Andy had the shortest rest.

Some of the guys in his little group of tormentors had to leave, so Pete dragged Andy outside to perform his service.

Pete's cock was really throbbing as he watched his hot swimmer friend, down on his knees, sucking each guy in turn. He loved looking at Andy's tight swimmer's body, with the heavy tan line that accentuated his creamy white skin around his crotch.

He was glad that Andy had agreed to his deal, because, like so many other guys, he did like looking at Andy's nice pubic patch.

Andy did a great job. He sucked each guy off, swallowed their cum, and then did his little masturbation show.

They all cheered when he finally came. It was explosive, to say the least. His body was covered with sweat, his muscles all tense as he gasped and shot his load.

Pete smiled as he watched Andy unload. He had seen Andy cum before and always loved it. Andy's balls seemed to hold a lot of cum, and took awhile to drain completely.

When he was finally milked dry, he dropped to his knees and slowly caught his breath. The others patted him on the head and shoulders and thanked Pete as they filed off.

The crowd inside the barn had pretty much broken up. A few remained and helped with the clean up. Some lingered longer to watch the conclusion of the Internet portion of the show.

As he had promised the viewers in the chat room, Mark had Casey stand in front of one of the cameras, strip naked, and then "jack off." It was another great moment for the "show!" As evidenced by the comments in chat, anyone who had not "cum" already, did so as they watched Casey, the hot "All American" preppy dude pleasure himself and then shoot.

By the time Casey was done, most of the "fighters" had recovered enough to head to the torture house and take turns rinsing off in the shower.

It took almost an hour for everyone to be gone. In the end, it was just the Peterson brothers (Chip, Dennis, Stevie), Kevin, and Mark who remained.

They made one last check of the barn, then headed home.

They chattered as they rode their bikes. Mark was really pleased with the response from the Internet show. All were excited about how the raffle had worked out, and, of course, kidded Chip about the fact that he had been "won" in one of the Internet raffles.

Chip hadn't foreseen that, but found he was actually excited about it. As they rode, he wondered what he would be required to do for his Internet "show" and found his cock getting hard once again.

They were just about to the place where Mark would turn off, when Dennis asked, "So, speaking of the raffles, who won what again?"

They stopped riding. Chip looked at Mark and said, "Well, you were keeping track, so you want to go over it, so we all know?"

Mark laughed and said, "Yea sure. Here is how it lays out. The ones who got raffled off... like owe a full day each. Which should be fun. I just wish we could see it. Anyway, let's see, okay, ummm... Justyn was raffled off to one of those brats, and the Twins were raffled off to another brat. That will be wild. Those little dudes are wicked."

"Cody was won by one of Pete and Andy's friends. And Coach Taylor was won by the Twin's father. Now that should be really interesting."

They all agreed it would be interesting to find out how rough things would be for the coach. They had no idea just how rough it would end up being.

Mark continued.

"Now one of the really crazy things has to do with Logan. One of his teammates won him in the regular raffle, and another guy won him in the Internet raffle. And the Internet guy is local, so he will get to use him in person."

"And last, of course, there's Chip and Casey. That was somewhat of a surprise. But the chat room folks seemed to like the idea, so maybe we should do that again. It does make it more exciting. Heck, I thought I would be picked."

Mark was right about the "exciting" part. All of their cock's throbbed as they considered that possibility. But not all were "throbbing" for the same reason.

Dennis was thinking about Chip and was determined to find a way of contacting the person who had won Chip in the Internet raffle. He wanted to make Chip's "show" really "exciting."

They chatted for a little while longer, then Mark said his goodbyes and headed home. He was anxious to get to his bedroom and "relieve" himself.

Chip was anxious too. It had been a long day of constant "stimulation" for all of them and Chip was really feeling it. He looked at Kevin and his two younger brothers and an idea popped into his head. An idea that made his painfully hard cock even harder.

------ APPLE BLOSSOMS ------

Dennis, Stevie and Kevin were about to start riding again, when Chip looked at his brothers and said, "Apple Blossom!"

Both of them froze and gave Chip questionable looks.

Dennis blurted out, "Oh come on Chip, are you serious? Here?"

Chip chuckled, "Yea, here! You guys know the deal! Oh and Kevin, you know your own initiation deal, so you'll do what I say too!"

Dennis and Stevie grumbled a little as Chip told them what he wanted them to do.

He reached around, opened his backpack and said, "Okay, all three of you strip naked, and put your clothes in my backpack. Keep your socks and sneakers on so it will be easier to pedal. Oh and yea, I expect all three of you to be boned all the way home."

The last part was easy since all three of them were sporting raging hardon's.

The remaining ride home was exciting for them all.

They were spotted by several people along the way. The three naked riders blushed repeatedly and pedaled faster each time they were seen.

By the time they arrived home, it was well after sunset.

Chip smiled when he noted their parents were definitely not home.

Any notion that the "three" had, that Chip would be satisfied with just a naked ride home was banished when he led them into the backyard. The bikes were put away and Chip took their backpacks inside the house, telling them to wait outside.

Chip smiled some more when he got inside. There was a note on the kitchen table and some money. Their parents had decided to do another "get-away" weekend at a hotel in the city and had left the money for them to order delivery.

------ FUN AT THE PETERSON HOUSE ------

He thought, "Wow, this weekend just keeps getting better and better." His cock really started to throb as he thought about his brothers and Kevin waiting in the back yard. He hadn't really used the "apple blossom" thing with Dennis and Stevie and had almost forgotten about it.

But after the day's events, he was really super horned. The smell of sweat, male arousal, and cum had been strong inside the barn and was still affecting him. He thought about simply fucking the three, but wanted more.

First things first however. Besides being horny, Chip was hungry and figured the others were too. He picked up the phone and called the local pizza joint. He ordered two large pizzas, breadsticks and some soda.

He was about to hang up when a thought popped into his mind. He asked who would be delivering and got excited when he was told it would be Dylan.

Chip grinned as he hung up.

Dylan was one of Jason and Logan's lacrosse team mates. Though he wasn't positive, he was fairly sure that Dylan was "into" things. He had chanced upon a lacrosse team "initiation" thing that Dylan seemed to be running. And from the way things appeared, Dylan was "really" enjoying it.

So he decided to "test the waters".

He went back outside to talk to his brothers and Kevin.

All three were standing where he had left them, in the shadows beside the garage. All looked nervous but were predictably boned.

Dennis glared at Chip and asked sharply, "Come on Chip, haven't you had enough fun for the day? Can't we just get dressed and relax?"

Chip laughed, "Well the answer to both of your questions is `no!' I haven't had enough fun yet and no you guys are gonna stay naked until I tell you otherwise. Mom and dad are away for the weekend so that means I'm going to have some real fun with all three of you. Now get inside into the living room and wait for the pizza to get here. You can watch TV if you want. We'll get "started" after we eat. Now MOVE!"

The three flinched then hurried into the house.

They sat down on the couch and turned on the TV. They argued briefly about what to watch, but ended up agreeing to watch a Harry Potter movie.

The movie wasn't all they watched.

Chip couldn't help but notice how all three of them kept glancing at each other's hard cocks.

Like Chip, all three of them had hard-ons for most of the day and were aching for release.

Right now, only two things seemed to matter. The first was to get something to eat and the second was to simply jack-off. Though all were a little worried about what Chip would make them do, all were excited and were having nasty thoughts.

Kevin was having the simplest ones. He had shown his cock and balls to a bunch of guys at the barn and had been "felt up" a number of times. It didn't matter what Chip came up with, as long as he got to cum.

Dennis was a little pissed at Chip for pulling the "apple blossom" thing, but was essentially beyond caring because he was so horned. While he was certain Chip would come up with something nasty for him to do, he was hoping that Kevin would get it worse. The mere thought of watching Chip torture Kevin made his cock throb.

Stevie was also having thoughts. He did like it when Chip made him do things, but was more excited thinking about watching Dennis and Kevin being tortured in some way, or even better, helping with that torture.

They were about ten minutes into the movie when Chip left the room. He returned a minute later with some pieces of paper, pencils and a paper bag.

The three watched suspiciously as Chip wrote something on three pieces of paper, folded them up and dropped them in the bag. He saw the looks on their faces and said, "Okay guys here's the deal, the pizza should be here soon. While we eat I'm gonna give the three of you a chance to think about something."

He placed the bag on the coffee table in front of them and continued.

"Okay, now, I've written your names on those pieces of paper. You guys will pull a piece from the bag. If you draw your own name, put it back and pick another one. The name you pull will be important for a little torture game we'll play later."

That got their attention. Stevie's eyes widened and he blurted out, "So how will it work?"

Chip chuckled, "Well, it's like this. You'll get to direct the torture of whoever's name you draw. Each torture session will last an hour, and, of course, anything goes! And to make it more interesting, we'll have a little contest. I'll judge the tortures. Whoever comes up with the best one, in my estimation, will be my `assistant' for the rest of the weekend and will get to help me with the other two."

Chip smiled broadly as he saw the look on their faces. To say they were "devilish" would be an understatement. None of them thought about the possible consequences as they drew a slip of paper from the bag. All they could think about was winning.

[Boy Fact #19- Most teenage jocks "assume" they will win whatever competitive event they are involved in. They rarely consider the "odds."]

As luck would have it, none of them drew his own name, and all were smiling as they started thinking about what they would do.

Stevie had drawn Dennis's name. Dennis drew Kevin's and Kevin got Stevie.

Neither of them paid much attention to the movie as they began making their plans.

They were totally lost in thought for almost ten minutes when the doorbell rang.

Chip said, "Looks like the pizza's here."

He looked at Kevin and continued, "Okay, Kevin, go ahead and answer the door and have him bring the pizza's in here. I've got the money ready."

Kevin looked shocked. He gestured to his naked body and gasped, "You mean like this?"

Chip chuckled, "Yea, just like that! You ain't got nothing he hasn't seen before, so just do it! I mean it!"

Kevin reluctantly rose from his seat and headed to the door.

Chip saw the deep blush in his cheeks. He loved seeing Kevin blush. Somehow his rosy cheeks seemed to accentuate his golden blond hair.

------------ DYLAN, THE PIZZA BOY WHO DELIVERS ---------------

If Kevin was surprised by Chip's command, the pizza delivery guy, Dylan was even more surprised when the door opened and he saw the German teen standing there, totally naked with a raging hard-on.

Dylan was speechless, but managed to mumble "Okay" when Kevin asked him to come in.

Chip was sorry he hadn't grabbed a camera to capture the scene. Kevin's hard cock was bouncing up and down as he led Dylan into the living room. As much as Chip liked looking at Kevin's naked body, his eyes were drawn to Dylan.

Dylan was another classic "All-American" boy type. Though he wasn't blond, his hair was light brown, a little long but neatly trimmed, in a preppy sort of way. His bright blue eyes were piercing and he had dimpled cheeks, which Chip loved. And then there was his body, which was clearly solid and well developed. Lacrosse tends to do that.

While he set the pizzas and stuff down on the coffee table and pulled out the bill, his eyes kept moving between Stevie, Kevin and Dennis. And from what Chip could see, he was focusing on their boners.

Dylan stammered the price as he stood back up.

Chip handed him the money and told him to keep the change. It was a nice tip and Dylan thanked him for it.

What followed could best be described as the proverbial "pregnant pause." The five boys looked at each other for several moments.

Dylan appeared lost in thought and was searching for words. Meanwhile Chip did a "visual" check of Dylan's crotch. It was pretty clear that Dylan's pants were beginning to tent.

Finally Dylan managed to say, "Ummm... so like what's going on? Is this like some kind of initiation thing, or what?"

Chip laughed, "Yea, I guess you could say that. Would you like to help?"

There was another long pause as Chip and Dylan stared at each other. Dylan thought about it. He had seen Chip around school, but didn't really know him, so he was a little cautious. He figured he probably should just beg off with some excuse, but couldn't resist.

He gave Chip a weak smile and said, "Umm, yea, I guess. I get off work in about an hour, but could come back. If that's okay."

Chip smiled, told the guys to start eating and walked Dylan to the door. When they were just outside he whispered to Dylan, "Okay, that is cool. Be back here as soon as you can and you can help torture all three of them."

It was clear that Dylan was excited. He was breathing hard and there was no question that he was now fully erect.

He was just about to leave when Chip said firmly, "Uh, there's just one more thing Dylan. It is Dylan right?"

Dylan said, "Yea, it's Dylan. So, umm what is it?"

Chip could see that all the signs were there and couldn't resist. He threw all caution to the wind, glared at the 17 year old jock standing before him and said, "The only thing is, you'll have to give something in return. Do you understand?"

Dylan didn't at first. At least until Chip grabbed his crotch and squeezed his hard cock.

Dylan's mind reeled. His heart pounded and his cock throbbed. No one had ever done anything to him, like this, before. Sure there was the wild team initiation when he was a freshman, but this was different.

Here he was standing on the front porch of this house with this kid's hand on his crotch.

Chip let him think a moment longer, then snarled, "Okay, open up and let me see what you got! Do it now!"

Dylan stammered, "You mean like... um open my pants? Right here?"

Chip laughed viciously, "Yea, right here! ... NOW! ... I know you want to!"

Dylan thought he should leave fast, but just couldn't pull himself away. There was something about Chip's demeanor that made him want to obey.

And so, with shaking hands, he reached down, unbuckled his belt, unbuttoned his jeans and opened them up.

Chip looked at his tented briefs and said, "Those too! I want to see your equipment!"

Dylan's face flushed as he pulled the front of his briefs down. His cock slapped up against his pubes and bounced around. He gasped as Chip reached out, gently squeezed his balls and then wrapped his hand around his hard cock.

"Just remember though, if you do have the GUTS to return, `these' will belong to me, big guy!" Chip snarled. "And I mean, TOTALLY, to me!"

Both boys were totally turned on. Chip loved the feeling of Dylan's large balls and hard cock, but loved the feeling of power over the older teen even more. Dylan had similar feelings. He loved feeling Chip's hand on his balls and cock, and loved this strange new feeling of being controlled by this younger boy.

Moments before he had been fantasizing about coming back to help "initiate" the three naked boys inside the house. And now, suddenly, his fantasies turned in another direction.

Chip added more "fuel to the fire" when he said, "Oh, and if you do good, I just may let you join our secret club. Of course, you'll have to pass the initiation first. It is tough, but I have a feeling you'll like the club. And one more thing, if you can swing it, you can sleep here tonight. The rents are out until late tomorrow night. We got extra sleeping bags, so think about it."

Dylan thought about it for a moment, and while he was thinking, so was Chip.

It did seem like Dylan was definitely ready to totally submit to him. Whether it was from something he had read, or just his natural instinct, Chip sensed he needed to push the issue a little bit further, to "cement" the deal.

He patted Dylan on the shoulder and said, "Well dude, I guess you should get back to work. Just one last thing though. I need something from you."

Dylan stammered, "Uh... okay... umm... what do you need?"

Chip smiled and said simply, "I want you to give me those nice briefs of yours. I'll give them back when you return later. But I want them right now!"

Chip held his breath as he watched the look of confusion on Dylan's face. He was concerned that he had pushed too far. Then to his relief, Dylan asked, "You mean right now... here?"

Chip just nodded, and held his breath again.

Dylan's heart was really pounding. He looked around to make sure no one else was around and then went with what his cock was telling him.

He let his pants drop to the ground, stepped out of them... then pulled his briefs down and off... and handed them to Chip.

Chip grinned as he watched Dylan quickly put his pants back on. It was a somewhat comical scene. Dylan's cock was so hard, he had to be careful as he zipped up his fly.

Chip giggled as he told Dylan to get to work, but to be sure he was back as soon as possible.

Dylan's last hour at work was heaven and hell. His mind kept telling him not to go back, but his cock said otherwise. He thought about the three guys he was supposed to "help" with, and that was fun. But, he couldn't stop wondering about the things Chip would make him do. Even more was the thing about joining some secret club. That was as intriguing as it was exciting. And the more he thought about it, the harder he got.

Despite what his mind said, he felt he just had to go back.

[Boy Fact #3- Boys have an almost insatiable need to face challenges.] [Boy Fact #4- Boys accept the fact that some sort of 'initiation' is part of the 'group joining' process.] [Boy Fact #6- Initiations, punishments, or penalties almost always involve nudity at some point!] [Boy Fact #15- Some boys actually get turned on by being humiliated and tortured.]

As he walked back inside, Chip sniffed Dylan's briefs. His teenage scent was very strong... a combination of sweat, pee drips and perhaps a little dried cum. He decided to use them in some creative way with his three "subjects."

Somehow, Chip managed to put Dylan out of his mind for a little while as he ate his pizza with the other guys. They weren't real talkative, since they were clearly thinking about the upcoming little torture fest.

Eventually Chip's thoughts returned to Dylan. His intention had been to just use him to humiliate the other guys during the pizza delivery. But there was something about the way Dylan reacted that triggered Chip's root desires.

Sure he liked fooling around with most guys, no matter what their age, with the exception of ones who were younger than Stevie. And he did like making Dennis, Mark and Kevin do things.

However, if the truth were to be known, it was torturing and humiliating older guys that turned him on the most. They were guys who were jocks, and were between the ages of 17 and their early 20's were his favorite.

He knew Dylan was a senior, which put him in Chip's favorite "target" zone. His cock started to throb some more as he thought about Dylan's reaction outside the front door. He was clearly turned on, and there was no doubt, in Chip's mind that he would be back, and, would want to join their "club."

The signs were definitely there.

All that aside, Chip suddenly realized that he had a little problem. He had set things up for some torture fun with Dennis, Kevin and Stevie. Now it looked like he would have Dylan involved as well. So now, the question was, what to do.

As he finished his last piece of pizza, he looked at Dylan's briefs setting at the end of the table and an idea popped into his head... an idea that would buy him some time to figure things out.

The others paid little attention as Chip rushed out of the room and returned, moments later, with several pairs of dirty undershorts, recovered from the laundry basket and a backpack that contained a bunch of their "toys" and supplies.

He had an idea for a little game and was making up the rules as he went along.

They finished the pizza and cleaned up. As soon as they were done, Chip moved the coffee table up against the sofa and ordered the three to kneel along it.

All three complied, albeit a little nervously. Chip blindfolded them and tied their hands behind their backs. Then he told them what was gonna happen next.

------ AN UNDIES SNIFFING GAME ------

"Okay, guys, now we're going to play a little skill game. It's actually pretty simple. When it's your turn, I'll hold a pair of undies under your nose and all you need to do is tell me who they belong to. I have all of ours from dirty laundry and also have Dylan's, the pizza guy. Before we start, I'll give each of you a chance to sniff them. Try to remember which is which."

It took a little longer than Chip anticipated for the initial "sniffing." Each one breathed deeply as they sniffed the underwear. Chip announced who each pair belonged to as he started down the line.

He smiled as he watched each one's nose wrinkle from the odors.

By the time they were finished, all three were fairly confident. The most difficult ones would be Chip, Kevin's and Dylan's. All had strong teenage scents, but Dennis's were fairly close.

The game started with Chip telling all three to bend over and put their chests on the coffee table. As soon as they were in position, Chip placed a pair of undies under each's nose and gave them one minute to smell.

When the time was up, he asked each one to announce who's undies he was sniffing. He also told them that he would be keeping score. Each wrong answer earned a penalty. The one with the most correct would get a special reward.

And so the game began.

All were lucky on the first round, but not on the second.

For that one, Chip used his, Dylan's and Kevin's undies. All three sniffed hard. Oddly enough, Stevie was the only one to get it right. He correctly identified Chip's undies.

Chip laughed as he announced the winner of that round. He patted Stevie on his bare butt and chuckled, "So little bro, have you been practicing with my briefs or what?"

Stevie blushed and stammered, "Uhhh... no... um... I just figured they were yours."

If the truth were to be known, Chip had essentially "hit the nail on the head." Stevie did like sniffing Chip's briefs and jocks. It was something he did whenever the others weren't around.

Chip checked the time and moved things along as fast as he could. He wanted to be ready with a plan for Dylan.

He actually was enjoying his little "spur of the moment" game. So were the others, if their hard cocks were any indication. Sure it was somewhat humiliating having to sniff other guys' dirty underwear, but it was also a little intoxicating.

By the time Chip announced that the game was over, all three were horned to the max.

Stevie was excited as Chip announced the final scores. Though he had a penalty, he had the most correct, and had therefore, earned a reward. Kevin had two penalties and Dennis had three.

Chip kidded Dennis about his penalties.

"Looks like you could use some sniffing practice `bro!' I'll have to keep that in mind, and maybe arrange for you to get some quality practice time in."

"Fuck you! Chip!" Dennis snorted.

"In your dreams, Bro!" Chip laughed.

They might have continued going on if Kevin hadn't blurted out, "So Chip, what are the penalties? And, are we still going to do the other thing? You know the torture stuff!"

Chip thought for a moment, and then said, "We'll get to the penalties as soon as Dylan gets here. Then we'll see about the torture thing. I just may change it around a little. Meanwhile you guys stay where you are and keep thinking about those torture ideas."

Chip smiled as he looked at the three of them, bent over the coffee table, naked, blindfolded and with their hands still bound behind their backs. His eyes remained glued on their tight white butts as he thought about how to proceed.

Once again Dylan popped into his mind, and once again his cock throbbed. He thought some more about the torture thing he had set up with the other three and decided to change it. He was certain they would go along with it, no problem. The only question was, would Dylan really go along with it.

Dylan's drive back to Chip's house, was even worse than his last hour at work.

His mind was all over the place and his cock was super hard.

He thought about being "initiated" into this "secret club" and his heart pounded. He was no stranger to "initiations". Most of the groups or teams he had been involved with had some type of initiation that the adults didn't know about. Some were fairly lame, but others were tough.

One of the tame one's happened on his first Boy Scout campout. It was, probably the easiest, though it was embarrassing. He had to show everyone his cock and balls, and prove that he could get a boner.

It was the sports team ones that were the most challenging. Nudity was almost always involved, and as he got older, they became increasingly sexual in nature.

[Boy Fact #4- Boys accept the fact that some sort of 'initiation' is part of the 'group joining' process.] [Boy Fact #6- Initiations, punishments, or penalties almost always involve nudity at some point!] [Boy Fact #17- If they can find a "justification" and are horned enough, many "straight" boys can actually get turned on participating in activities that are "gay" in nature. "Initiations" are one of the most common "justifications".]

Dylan remembered his initiation for the high school lacrosse team when he was a freshman. He had to run several laps around the field while naked. Then he had to kiss the senior's lacrosse sticks and cocks.

Finally he had the handle of a lacrosse stick stuck in his ass while he jacked off.

Looking back, he had probably gotten off easy. Since then, the "secret initiations" had gotten a lot rougher.

The other thing that Dylan thought about involved Logan, the team Captain. He had been away at a funeral across state when the entire team did this big thing with Logan. He had heard about it, and almost couldn't believe it was true. The things Logan had been put through were unreal.

He thought about Logan being tortured... forced to suck cocks and then getting fucked.

He had fucked a couple of his girl friends and knew how good it had made him feel and, strangely enough, wondered what it would be like to fuck another guy.

As he drove, he couldn't believe he was thinking about these things and couldn't understand why his cock was so hard. He imagined being there when the guys made Logan suck their cocks and then fucked him, and he started breathing harder and faster.

He tried to think about other things, but couldn't.

He was just a few blocks from Chip's house, when another crazy thought popped into his head.

He imagined Logan being fucked by the guys on the team and suddenly wondered how it would feel to have to suck a guy's cock, and then have it shoved up his ass. Would it hurt a lot? Would it feel good? What if he came in my mouth? How would it taste? And so on.

His mind reeled and he pulled over to the side of the road.

Though he was having a major dose of "second thoughts", there was no getting around the fact that he was absolutely turned on. He tried thinking about the experiences he had with his girl friends... sucking their tits... licking their pussies... getting blow jobs... and, of course, fucking them.

That helped for a moment, but only a moment.

Try as he might, he couldn't keep his thoughts from returning to the "initiation" thing that Chip had mentioned. After what he had seen and experienced during that brief pizza delivery, he had a fairly good idea about the type of things that would be included in the "initiation."

He thought he should think of them as gay, but somehow just couldn't. They were just initiation things after all.

[Boy Fact #17- If they can find a "justification" and are horned enough, many "straight" boys can actually get turned on participating in activities that are "gay" in nature. "Initiations" are one of the most common "justifications".]

Perhaps the wildest thing was the fact that he really didn't know what this "secret club" was all about. But it didn't seem to matter. He had been asked to join, and that made him feel special. Obviously there were other guys in the group who were younger than him, if they could do it, than so could he. No matter what the initiation was, he would do it! His cock agreed with him!

[Boy Fact #20- Similar to Boy Fact #3, boys do constantly try to "prove" themselves. Want to get an older teenage boy to do something that may run counter to his nature? Just hint that a younger boy had the "guts" to do it!]

And so he pulled back onto the road and headed towards Chip's house.

Meanwhile, back at the Peterson house, Chip was getting concerned. It had been over an hour and a half since Dylan went back to work, and he was beginning to think that he had second thoughts.

He was about to go back to his original plan, when he heard a car pull into the driveway.

Chip smiled as he peeked through the drapes and saw Dylan walking towards the front door. He looked really nervous, but also seemed excited.

Chip told the other guys to stay as they were, and then rushed outside. If things were to go as he hoped they would, the next few minutes would be critical. He had to appear confident, but not overly cocky.

He intercepted Dylan just as he reached the front porch.

Dylan stopped, looked at Chip and said tenuously, "Umm, Hi... I umm came back."

Chip grinned and said, "Well, I figured you would, but was a little worried that you just might chicken out."

Dylan thought for a moment, then said, "Well, I'll admit it, things happened pretty fast. I'm not really sure what I'm getting myself into... you know... if I do this."

Chip smiled some more and invited Dylan to sit down on one of the porch benches, so they could talk.

When they were seated, Chip started things off by saying, "Okay, look Dylan, it's like this... see we do have this secret club... and we do lots of... umm things... to some, they may seem weird, and, I guess... you know.. sort of perverted and all... but... what the hell... fuck them! If it feels good, then why not do it... you know... I mean as long as you're not killing someone."

Chip didn't know where that came from, but he thought it sounded good.

Dylan laughed nervously, "Yea, and they say, what doesn't kill you makes you stronger, right?"

Chip chuckled, "Yea, I heard that!"

Chip's mind was really racing now. He "so wanted" to "cement the deal" with Dylan, but realized he had to be cautious. Sure, Dylan's cock seemed to say he wanted in, but he was a 17 year old jock and had to keep up appearances.

They sat in silence for a moment, then Dylan asked, "So, umm... okay... I guess if I do join this club, I should know what it's all about... so what is it? Do you have meetings? What do you do? Oh, and yea, how many members do you have? And how old are they? Are there girls involved?" ... and so on.

Dylan's questions made them both think.

Chip came to the realization, that they did, indeed, have a "secret club" but that they really had no structure. Everything had sort of just happened. Ever since that fateful encounter with Mark, things had just snowballed. They had initiations going on... slave deals... games... the Naked Fight Club... the Torture House... and more.

Of the two, Chip's thoughts were probably the most rational. Dylan's were not.

After he asked his initial questions, Dylan actually began to worry that maybe he had asked too much and that Chip would withdraw his "invitation." He didn't want that to happen. He really did feel "honored" to be invited and wanted to prove he was worthy of that "honor."

Common sense should have told him to forget it, but just how much common sense does any teenage boy have? Especially one who is horned!

[Boy Fact #7- A horny teenage boy lacks common sense.] [Boy Fact #8- Teenage boys are pretty much horny 24 hours a day!]

Chip had enough sense to just follow his instincts.

Once again, Chip's "gift" came into play. He looked Dylan straight in the eye and said, "Look Dude, none of us can force you to join... and there is only so much I can tell you at this point... but I will tell you this much..."

Chip really didn't know where he got his gift for "bull shit"! Maybe it was from his father who was a top salesman... or maybe it was from his mother who developed advertising campaigns.

Suffice it to say, Chip was the quintessential Salesman!

He lowered his voice, placed his hand on Dylan's shoulder and said, "Okay, here's the thing, I know this may sound strange, but I have a good feeling about you. Which is why I invited you to join. See, to become a member you need to be invited. That is the only way to join. Then, you need to make it through the initiation... not everyone makes it through that, cause it is really tough. Heck, I barely made it through... but I did, and so did my two younger brothers."

Chip could tell by Dylan's reaction that he had him. The last part was... well sort of a lie... but, then again, he and his brothers had gone through some nasty stuff... so it was sort of true.

Anyway, his words had the desired effect. Dylan's thoughts shifted. All of a sudden he was totally focused on the "challenge" aspect of things. If Chip and his younger brothers could "make it through", then so could he. It didn't really matter that he still did not have a clear picture of what this "club" did. The only thing that mattered was that he had been invited!

Chip let it sink in for several minutes then quickly added, "Well, listen, here's the last I can say... I hope it will help answer your questions... I guess you could say we are like a fraternity... we do things... try things... to have fun... we have no girl members... but we sometimes do things that involves girls... most of the guys involved are in high school, but we do have some members who are younger and older. The older ones are college age."

Chip took a close look at Dylan and knew the final moment had arrived. He placed his hand on the back of Dylan's neck, squeezed it firmly and whispered, "Okay Bro!... That's what you will be if you decide to join us. You will truly be our `Bro'. And there is nothing we won't do for each other!"

Chip threw that in, because he thought it sounded good. Little did he know, it would prove to be one of the key concepts that would really pull their "group" together.

"But before you get there, you will have to prove yourself though, by sacrificing your body. Your initiation will include physical and sexual, tortures and humiliations, which you must submit to willingly. If you can't do that, then, just leave and forget we ever talked."

Chip paused for just a moment, then said, "Okay, there it is... it's all I can say. You decide whether you will accept and face the challenge, or leave. It's up to you. If you decide to join, then, you will follow these instructions, exactly."

Dylan's heart pounded as he listened to the instructions.

"I will go back inside the house. As soon as I am inside, you will go back to your car. You will strip totally naked, put your clothes inside the trunk, lock it, and then come inside and give me the keys. From that moment on, you will follow all orders I give you... without question!"

And with that, Chip turned, headed back into the house and closed the door.

His heart pounded as he, once again, peeked through the drapes. It was the big moment of truth.

He watched as Dylan walked backed to his car and paused by the driver's door. He had a sinking feeling in his stomach that he had pushed too far.

It vanished quickly though as he watched Dylan walk to the rear of the car, open the trunk, look around and then pull off all his clothes and toss them in the trunk.

Moments later, Dylan was back inside the house, and kneeling in front of Chip. He blushed as he looked down at his hard cock. He couldn't believe he was so turned on by what was happening. There was something extremely exciting about being controlled like this.

Dylan had experienced similar feelings when he had played a game with his younger female cousin and her boy friend. He was visiting for the weekend and when they were home alone the one night, the two had convinced him to play a game of strip poker. It wasn't that difficult a job to do.

It was a close game and it wasn't long for them all to be down to just their underwear. Not surprisingly, both boys were totally boned as they prepared for the final hand. His cousin suggested that whoever lost would have to stay naked for the rest of the evening and do whatever the other two wanted.

Dylan thought it sounded like a good idea and went along with it. He figured, even if he did lose, it probably wouldn't be all that bad. After all, he had played "doctor" with his cousin before and both had been contented to essentially just "feel" each other up.

The fact that her boyfriend was there seemed to make it all the more interesting. He looked at him, saw the tent in his briefs, and decided that if he lost, Dylan would make him jack off while he and his cousin watched.

What he didn't know was that his cousin had gotten interested in some fairly nasty stuff.

And so it was, after he lost the last hand, Dylan found himself, naked and tied up, spread eagled on the floor.

His cousin and her young boyfriend tormented him for well over an hour. The boyfriend pointed out a variety of ways to torture Dylan's cock and balls while keeping him totally erect.

They all seemed to enjoy it, even Dylan, who, though he feigned "outrage", found it awfully exciting to be controlled in that way.

Once again he had those same feelings, and it didn't matter that there was no girl present.

[Boy Fact #15- Some boys actually get turned on by being humiliated and tortured.]

His cock hardened even more as he tried to imagine the things Chip would order him to do.

His first surprise came when Chip gave him his first order.

"Okay Dylan, to start things off, you'll need to help me with something. I just had the three guys in there play a game. All three of them earned some penalties, and I want you to deliver the penalties."

That really got his interest. He got a tingling feeling in his balls when Chip explained the penalties.

The three were bent over the coffee table with their hands tied behind their back. Each would receive ten smacks with a paddle for each penalty they had, and Dylan would do the paddling.

The tingling continued with each swat. Chip encouraged him to hit hard, which he did. By the time he was done, all three were sobbing and, all three, had bright red asses. Dennis was the reddest, since he had received 30 swats.

Dylan thought to himself, that maybe things wouldn't be that bad after all. Little did he know that Chip had a nefarious reason for having Dylan do the paddling. And Chip made sure the boys knew it was Dylan who had done it.

When the paddling was over, Chip untied the three and told them to put some shorts on and go to the basement rec room.

Kevin was surprised. He had assumed, since they were home alone, that he would have to stay naked.

As soon as they were out of the room, Chip ordered Dylan to kneel in the corner, with his face told the wall and his hands behind his back. He smiled as he watched Dylan do as instructed. He told Dylan to remain there until he came back for him, then headed downstairs.

All three of the boys had hurriedly pulled shorts on, which were clearly tented. All seemed anxious about what was next. Seeing Dylan naked and boned, and obviously in Chip's control had gotten them so excited that that had temporarily forgotten about their burning butts.

What Chip told them next, got them even more excited.

"Okay guys, listen up. I've changed my mind about our little torture challenge."

They started to protest, but Chip silenced them with a wave of his hand.

----- TORTURING THE HIGH SCHOOL JOCK ------

"Don't worry! I think you guys will like this even more. So here's the deal. Dylan has agreed to be initiated into our group and you guys are going to help. Now we will still have our little contest, and the one who comes up with the best torture will win a reward."

"The only difference is, instead of torturing each other, each of you will use the torture you came up with on Dylan. You will each get an hour to torture him however you want. You can do it inside or outside the house. It just needs to be nearby. Oh and yea, you'll do it alone with just me watching. That way you won't know what the others have done to him."

That really got them excited. Torturing each other would have been fun enough, but getting to do it to the hot high school jock, made it a lot more interesting.

Chip concluded by saying, "Okay, I'll give you a little more time to think about it. Dennis, you'll go first, followed by Stevie and then Kevin.

So Dennis, as soon as you are ready, let me know. I'll be upstairs with Dylan. Oh and I'll be putting a cock ring on him, and giving him one of those pills, to help him stay super hard."

Chip grinned as he left the room. The devilish looks on their faces and their hard cocks, confirmed that Dylan was in for a rough time.

If there is one thing that Chip liked more than torturing older guys, it was humiliating them. And so he decided to start things off with an even bigger dose of humiliation for Dylan.

Dylan had somehow managed to resist the temptation to jack off while Chip was gone. His cock was super hard and was clearly dripping pre-cum. His balls were already starting to ache from the pressure.

Chip smiled broadly as he ordered Dylan to stand in the center of the room with his hands behind his head and his legs spread. His own cock throbbed as he slipped a cock ring on Dylan's erect shaft and gave him the pill.

Dylan was a little leery of taking it at first, but went along with it when Chip explained it was perfectly safe.

What happened next was one of the 17 year old jock's most humiliating things he had ever gone through. Standing there naked, "on display" in front of this commanding younger boy was bad enough, but now he was ordered to reveal some of the most intimate and personal aspects of his life.

The first questions were fairly easy. They included things like, when did he first start masturbating? How often did he do it... where did he usually do it... what were some of the craziest places he ever did it... and so on.

Dylan's cheeks flushed bright red as the questions got increasingly embarrassing.

Chip was extremely good at getting Dylan to reveal all. And for Dylan, the crazy thing was, the more he revealed, the more aroused he became.

Chip was pleased as he got the older teen to talk about his sexual experiences with girls. He was even more pleased when Dylan revealed that he had never done anything with other guys, besides the "traditional" circle jerk here and there, and, his initiation thing with the lacrosse team.

One of the last things Dylan "shared" was his experience with his cousin and the little "tie up" penalty that he had experienced.

"So were you boned during that time, Dylan, and did they make you cum?" Chip inquired.

Dylan really started to sweat as he explained what had happened.

"Well after they tied me up, spread eagled on the floor, they mostly tortured my cock and balls. My cousin's boyfriend gave her all these ideas of things to do and she pretty much did them all."

"They made sure I was hard the entire time. I don't remember everything they did, but they made me cry and beg. One of the things that was nasty was when they stuck a birthday candle in my piss slit and let it burn down until my cock head was covered with wax."

Chip listened intently as Dylan continued and couldn't help but notice that Dylan did seem excited by the whole thing.

They had slapped his cock around, squeezed his balls, whipped his cock, pinched his nipples and jacked him off more than once.

By the time he was done with his "story", Dylan was sweating profusely and breathing very hard. Chip was enjoying himself as he continued to press.

He stood up, walked over to the sweating jock and ran his hands over his chest and stomach as he whispered tauntingly, "You know Dude, it sounds like you enjoyed being tied up and tortured a lot. So what part of it excited you the most, was it the fact that a guy was there helping? Do you like guys touching your cock and balls while you are helpless? How many other guys have done that to you?"

Dylan couldn't believe how Chip could somehow sense one of his darkest and deepest fantasies. His cousin's boyfriend was the only other guy to ever touch him sexually. Try as he might, when he got horned, he couldn't seem to put that moment out of his mind.

"Ummm... That guy... was the only guy... to... you know do something like that."

Chip grinned as he grabbed Dylan's hard cock and raised his voice sharply, "Yes, but I'll bet you've thought about it enough. Do you think about it when you jack-off?"

Dylan felt feint. His mind raced as he tried to figure out what to say. He didn't need to say anything. His cock throbbing in Chip's hand said it all.

Chip laughed, "Don't worry Dude, you don't have to answer. I can tell you do. Oh and your secret is safe with us. Unless I'm mistaken, your initiation will be a very `educational' experience for you!"

Chip ran his free hand over Dylan's butt for emphasis.

Dylan tried to "save a little face." He took a deep breath and blurted out, "I'm not gay!"

Chip chuckled some more as he fondled Dylan's balls, "Well, maybe you aren't, but that doesn't matter, cause you'll do whatever I say won't you? You know you really want to!"

Like it or not, Dylan knew that Chip was right. He wanted it. And wanted it badly! He didn't know when the "dark desires" first started. Had he really considered it, he might have remembered a movie he had seen about the time he started puberty.

The movie was "The Lord of the Flies", and there was one scene that caused him to bone up whenever he thought about it. It was when this naked boy was being held down by others and whipped. He imagined he was that boy and got really excited.

Chip was about to push further when Dennis suddenly appeared and said, "Okay Chip I'm ready!"

Chip smiled at Dylan and said, "Okay Dylan, looks like we're ready to really get started. I'll explain how this is going to work. Each of the other guys will get a full hour to torture you. The one who comes up with what I consider to be the best torture will win our little contest."

"Now you can scream and beg all you want, but if you do, you'll just be gagged and get an extra hour from each guy."

Dylan trembled slightly as he thought about what lay ahead. It was scary, but exciting.

Chip wasn't surprised when Dennis led him and Dylan out into the back yard and around the shed. From what he could see, Dennis had been busy. He had brought the old weight bench out from inside the shed and positioned it near the compost pile.

The spot was hidden behind a bunch of tall hedges, so their really was no danger of neighbors seeing what was happening. Which was important, since Dennis had several candles burning for light.

Chip smiled as he watched Dennis bend Dylan over the weight bench and tie him down. His legs were spread wide and his ass was sticking straight up in the air. Even before Dennis got his main torture started, Chip could see that Dylan was already in distress.

The sweat on his body seemed to attract a bunch of flies from the compost pile. They included large horse flies, among others. Dylan was completely immobilized so he couldn't swat the flies away.

At first Chip thought that this was essentially all there was to Dennis's torture scheme. He got curious though when Dennis pulled out a short piece of heavy plastic pipe. It was just a little thicker than a man's thumb.

Dennis smiled as he greased the outside of the pipe and said, "I got the idea for this from something I read on the Internet. I'm hoping it works the way it said in the story."

Chip watched, totally fascinated as Dennis carefully worked the hollow pipe into Dylan's ass. Dylan gasped as he felt the intrusion into his tight hole. The flies buzzing around were momentarily forgotten as he tried to deal with the pain.

He panted as Dennis worked the pipe inside his ass and let out a loud gasp when the end touched his prostate. Dennis saw the reaction and backed off just a little.

Dennis glanced at Chip and said, "And now for the fun part!"

Chip continued watching as Dennis sprinkled some sugar into the upturned pipe and then dribbled in some pancake syrup. He completed his preparations by smearing some syrup on Dylan's cock, balls and inner thighs.

Finally he set up a flashlight so it illuminated the end of the pipe and sat down to watch.

It took about 15 minutes for the devilish nature of Dennis's little scheme to become clear. The flies were buzzing around in increasing numbers and were driving Dylan crazy.

Eventually some of the flies managed to find their way into the pipe and that's when the real fun began.

It started as a tickling sensation deep inside his ass... a sensation that grew more and more intense. What was worse, was every now and then Dylan felt a sort of sting in the same spot.

Dennis looked at Chip and chuckled, "Now if the guy who explained this was right, some of the flies will have found his prostate and be crawling around on it and hopefully getting nasty."

Another 15 minutes went by and it certainly appeared that Dennis was absolutely right. Between the flies that were crawling all over his body, the ones on his cock and balls, and the ones assaulting his throbbing prostate, Dylan was going wild.

He yanked at his bonds and almost knocked the bench over. Dennis held him down and forced a dirty jock strap into his mouth.

Dylan started screaming into his gag. There was no way to tell how many flies had crawled down inside that pipe. For Dylan it felt like a lot!

The maddening "itch" deep inside his ass grew more and more intense. It seemed like hundreds of flies were all over his prostate. Dennis added to his growing hysteria by chuckling, "Dude, I wonder if they are planting their eggs inside your ass! How wild would that be?"

Dylan screamed some more as he felt a stinging sensation deep inside his hole.

As the end of the hour approached, Dylan was a mess. His body glistened with sweat and his hair was plastered down on his forehead. Chip was pleased. He had really enjoyed watching the older high school jock suffer.

With five minutes to go, Dennis added one final twist which really made Chip grin.

He knelt beside Dylan and asked, "So Dylan, would you like me to see if I could wash those flies out of your ass?"

Dylan nodded violently and pleaded into his gag.

To Chip's total surprise, Dennis straddled Dylan's butt, pulled out his cock and proceeded to piss into the pipe.

Dylan's initial relief was somewhat overshadowed when he realized what was happening. The fly thing had been bad, but now here was this 14 year old boy pissing inside his ass.

Dennis chuckled, "I guess you could call this a piss enema!"

Chip really liked the final touch of humiliation. When the time was up, he patted Dennis on the back and said, "Good job."

He helped Dennis release Dylan and then put things away. Dylan was relieved to be able to swat the flies away, and was even more relieved when Chip told him he could take a quick shower.

Just before he jumped into the shower stall, Dylan took a quick "dump."

When he was done, he shuddered as he looked in the toilet bowl. There were a number of dead, or semi-dead flies floating on top of the water.

Dylan stretched out the shower as long as he could. He managed to get some relief by working his index finger as deep inside his hole as he could. Once again, he fought off the temptation to jack-off. It was tough, since the shower was one of his favorite places to do just that.

Surprisingly, by the time he was done showering, he felt pretty good. If anything still ached, it was his cock and balls. The combination of the pill, the cock ring and just the situation was keeping him painfully erect.

Chip had told him that little Stevie was up next. As he followed Chip back downstairs, he wondered what the youngster had in store for him.

Chip was wondering too and smiled as Stevie directed him and Dylan into the furnace room.

Stevie had obviously gotten his idea from one of the porn movies they had seen on the net. Chip figured Stevie must have been preparing this for awhile and was impressed. It was essentially just like the video.

Stevie had mounted a large dildo on the top of an old telescoping video camera tripod. Stevie told him what he needed done and Chip was more than happy to help. It was a clever setup.

When they were done, Dylan's arms were spread wide, and tied up over his head. He was forced to stand on two milk crates with his legs spread wide. The dildo "tripod" was positioned under his ass and cranked up so the tip was just inside his hole.

Stevie completed his preps by attaching some nipple clamps, which were in turn tied off to a cord hanging from the ceiling.

He told Chip to start timing.

Chip watched as Stevie begin Dylan's torture. He started by tapping Dylan's low hanging balls with a fly swatter. Dylan gasped with each tap.

The exact nature of Stevie's little diabolical setup soon became clear when he began slowly pushing the milk crates farther apart. Dylan strained to keep himself from sinking any lower on the dildo.

He started sweating as his muscles in his arms and legs strained.

Stevie kept inching the boxers farther apart while he continued tapping Dylan's balls. Eventually Dylan was supporting himself solely by his toes on the edge of the crates. His thigh muscles ached like hell, and eventually the inevitable happened.

One foot slipped off a crate followed immediately by the other. He dropped onto the nasty dildo and let out a loud scream as he thrashed about and tried desperately to raise himself up off the ass splitter.

"AGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!"

His nipples felt the pain too as they were pulled upwards.

Tears ran down his cheeks as he gasped for air.

Chip was excited as he watched the hapless jock squirm and sweat. This was actually the type of torture he liked to watch the most... slow and with a sort of challenge. Time and time again, Dylan summoned up every once of arm strength he could muster to pull himself up off the dildo and relieve the pressure on his tortured nipples.

And time after time his aching muscles gave out and he dropped back down, effectively impaling himself once again.

To Chip's total delight, Stevie also had a dose of humiliation for Dylan. He told Dylan he would put the crates back if he followed his instructions completely. Dylan readily agreed. His ass really hurt and his nipples were getting sore.

He watched through watery eyes as Stevie pulled another tripod out of the corner of the room. This one had a camera on it which he pointed at Dylan.

Chip grinned as he listened to Stevie's instructions.

"Okay, I'll put the crates back under your feet, but you have to fuck yourself up and down on the dildo, while you ask me to make you cum."

Dylan was in no position to bargain. He nodded and said simple, "Okay!"

Chip really enjoyed the final part of Stevie's time. Dylan followed Stevie's instructions and bounced up and down on the dildo as he gasped, "Please let me cum! Please, I'm begging you! I'll do whatever you want. Just jack me off!"

Stevie wrapped his hand around Dylan's hard cock and stroked.

The pain in Dylan's thigh muscles was almost as intense as the pain in his ass. The fact that he was nearly horned out of his mind did help though. Being stroked by this young kid, on camera, intensified the experience.

In the end, he let out a loud scream as he shot a huge load straight up in the air before dropping fully back down on the dildo.

Stevie and Chip let Dylan thrash around for a bit before freeing him.

As they put everything away, Chip thought about the little contest. It was going to be tougher to judge than he had thought. Dylan had already been through a lot and Chip decided to wait until morning for Kevin to take his turn.

Kevin was still relatively new to all of this stuff, and Chip had figured, to be fair, he should have the extra time to come up with something.

To Dylan's relief he was told the last round would take place in the morning. He was, however, required to stay naked. They decided to sleep in the rec room and watch movies until bed time.

Dylan was a little embarrassed, since he was the only one naked in the room, and was still painfully boned, in spite of the fact he had cum so hard in the furnace room.

Everyone was starting to "nod off". Chip was too. He was just about ready to turn off the TV and go to sleep when he received a text message.

He was surprised to see it was from Logan. Everyone else was pretty much out of it by then, so Chip went upstairs to call Logan back. He was surprised when Logan told him what was going on.

In spite of the late hour, they ended up talking for over 30 minutes. It took that long for them to coordinate their plans for the following morning and afternoon. Actually, it could have taken longer had they not been so horned. Both seemed to do well, planning wise, when they were "worked up."

It was an "interesting" conversation. Both of them "indicated" that they had something going on in the morning, but both were eager to do something "fun" at noon. Neither one would reveal what they had going on, but both promised that the other one would like what they did when they met at noon at the mall food court.

They both "read between the lines" well, but continued to "banter about." In the end it was Chip who broke the seeming stalemate by saying, "Okay, I think I got the picture. I'll be there with some guys, and, at least one slave boy to humiliate. So are you gonna do the same?"

Logan laughed and said, "Well, yea. With a slave boy... It should be fun! And... ummm... maybe afterwards... I'll have something really special to do..."

Well, Logan's demeanor managed to "fan" Chip's flame! As fun as the mystery was, he couldn't leave it at that. So he pressed and pressed, and finally got Logan to "spill his guts."

By the time Logan was done explaining his idea, Chip was on the verge of cumming! He couldn't believe Logan had come up with such a wild and exciting idea. Though it didn't involve torture, it would be extremely intense.

If done right, the reaction of the two "victims" would be totally incredible to watch. And so, he agreed.

Chip had a tough time getting to sleep after he hung up the phone. As much as he wanted to jack off, he decided to hold off and sleep boned. He loved doing that, and knew from experience that it would add to the pleasure of the next day's experiences!

And what a day it was!

Shortly after they awoke, Kevin asked Chip to go with him to the shed. He had spent a lot of time during the night thinking about his turn at torturing Dylan and had finally settled on a plan... if it could work.

Somehow, Chip managed to forget about Logan's scheme as he listened to Kevin's plan. Like Dennis's and Stevie's, it had been borrowed from an Internet story/video. And sadly for Dylan, it too involved endurance to create a "slow" torture... which Chip really loved, especially when it involved a jock like Dylan.

The only sad thing about it was, it would make Chip's "judging" all the more difficult.

Chip listened intently as Kevin explained his plan.

The gist of it was this...

Dylan would SQUAT and hold his arms out in front of him, holding a weight bar, with a couple of light weights.

A rope would be tied to the center of the bar... then run up through a pulley on the ceiling... and then run back down and tied to his balls.

A second piece of rope would also be tied to his balls and then be secured to an eye bolt screwed into the floor. The end result being, if he lowered the weight bar he was holding in front of him, his balls would be pulled up! If he tried to stand up, and relieve the pressure on his bent knees and straining thighs, he balls would be pulled in the other direction!

Chip liked the idea, but loved it even more when Kevin added one other twist.

Dylan would also have tit clamps attached to his nipples, that would be tied to the ceiling and the floor. No matter which direction he tried to move... his nipples would feel pain.

Kevin got really excited when Chip confirmed they had everything he needed.

As they were setting things up, Chip decided to give Kevin one last piece of advice.

"Dude, this should be cool. Dylan is a real jock, and pretty strong, but this will definitely be tough. I'm certain he won't last the full hour. So, you might want to think about making him a deal at some point, to end it early! If you do, don't make it easy!"

Kevin thought for a moment and felt a tingling in his balls. He looked at Chip and asked, "You mean like an `anything goes' type of deal?"

Chip laughed, "Yea, one of those! Dude, that's how a lot of this stuff happens. If you do it though, just make sure it is a good one. It will be fun to see just how much you can get out of him!"

Chip decided that since Stevie and Dennis had already completed their tortures, it would be okay for them to watch.

And so it was a little while later, all three brothers were grinning as they watched Kevin hook Dylan up inside the shed. Their grins grew wider as they saw Dylan's cock spring to life from all the Kevin's manipulations. As soon as Dylan was secured, Chip announced that the hour had begun.

Predictably, it didn't take long before Dylan began to sweat and huff and puff. Sure he was strong, but even though the weights on the bar were fairly light, it was a struggle to keep the bar level and protect his bound balls.

Dennis whispered to Chip, "Wow, this is pretty cool. Maybe I should have done something like this."

It took just ten minutes for Dylan to really begin to feel the pain. His arms began to shake and he kept trying to "re-brace" himself. His thigh muscled began to throb as they struggled to maintain the squat position.

Somehow he managed to avoid the worst for another five minutes. But that was essentially it. From that moment on his real agony began.

Chip smiled as he watched Dylan's arms start to shake. He huffed and puffed and tried to hold the weights up, but it was clear it was a losing battle. Sweat poured down his sides. Every inch of his naked body glistened. He thrashed his head about to see if he could splash the sweat away from his eyes. Fortunately he had thick eyebrows and that helped.

Dylan's face turned beet red as his quivering arms slowly began to inch downward quickly.

He gasped as he felt the pressure in his balls as they were tugged upwards.

"AGGGGHHHH... OH GODDDDDDD!"

He gathered every ounce of strength he could muster to force the bar back up and relieve his poor balls. He managed to hold that for only a minute. Then his arms gave out and the bar dropped even lower.

"OOOOOOOOHHHH... FUCKKKK!!!!... AHGGGGGGGGG!"

He shrieked as his balls were yanked violently upwards. It felt like they were being pulled off. Pain shot though his groin.

His immediate reaction was natural. He tried to straighten up to relieve the pain. The only pain that was relieved was some in his thighs.

He shrieked yet again as more pain shot through his balls as thy tugged against the floor rope. Add that to the pain he felt in his nipples as they were yanked and he was in a very desperate situation.

"AGGGGHHHHHH... SHITTT!... AGGGHHHHH!"

The others watched with a type of sadistic glee, as the naked and sweating 17 year old jock, tried desperately to find some type of relief. He bobbed up and down. He struggled to once again raise the bar.

His suffering went on for about five more minutes before he gasped, "OH GOD! Please! SHITTTT! AGGHHHH!... LET me loose! I can't stand anymore... AGGHHHH!, I'm begging you! I promise I'll DO absolutely any else... AGGGHHHHH ... PLEASE!"

Chip winked at Kevin.

Kevin smiled as he stepped closer to Dylan. There was something about watching this older naked boy suffer like this that really excited him.

He took hold of the weight bar and raised it back up.

Dylan gasped, "Oh Thank you!"

Kevin grinned and said, "So do you want to give up totally and fail the initiation? And not make it into the group?"

Failing was not in Dylan's nature. He shook his head violently and said, "No, I didn't mean that. I just can't take anymore of this right now. I'll do absolutely anything else, no matter how nasty."

This was definitely the part that Chip loved the most. Taking a guy to the breaking point and getting him to commit to even more. It didn't seem to matter that he had already committed to do more. It was just fun pushing.

It was obvious that Kevin was really getting into the act. He inched the bar down just enough so that there was pressure on Dylan's aching balls once again. Then he said sharply, "Okay, I'll tell you what I'll do, since for the moment, I'm in charge of your body. I'll release you, if you promise to do whatever I say, no matter what, until both of our initiations are done. I'm being initiated too, and am gonna be like a slave until it's over. So you'd be like a slave's slave. Agree to that, and I'll release you. Otherwise you do the rest of the time right now."

Dylan was gasping for air as he felt another slight tug on his balls. It was a lot to ask, and a pretty rotten deal, but his body was screaming to take the deal. Still he managed to make one request.

"Okay, okay, I'll take the deal. On one condition... and that is that you don't do this to me again!"

Kevin thought for a moment, glanced at Chip and asked, "Is that okay?"

It was Chip's turn to think. He just loved having Dylan in this position. And he loved how Kevin was really getting into it. He was about to just nod and say yes, when yet another eye popped into his head.

It was as clever as it was nasty.

He stepped closer, took hold of the bar and supported the weight, thereby relieving the pressure on Dylan's balls.

He smiled at Dylan and said, "Well, now, sadly, I think we have a slight dilemma here. Technically, because you begged for this to stop, you're supposed to be gagged and get an extra hour tagged on. And not only from just Kevin. Stevie and Dennis will also get you for another hour of their torture. Which means the flies and the impaling again."

Dylan's eyes watered some more and he trembled as he considered what Chip said.

Chip let it sink in for a minute then said, "But, I'll tell you what. If you agree to Kevin's deal and agree to something a little extra from me, then we'll forget about those extra hours."

Dylan's mind was reeling. He was on unfamiliar ground and at first didn't know what to say. For the moment though, his one thought was to get some relief. He looked at Chip and asked tentatively, "Ummm and just what would that extra thing be?"

Chip's grin grew wider as he said, "Well, it's simple. All you need to do is agree to `recruit' two other guys your age, to join our group and go through the initiation. They'll have to make it all the way through though. Oh, and I'll tell you what, if you take this deal, including Kevin's part, I'll promise you that you won't have to do this particular torture again."

Dylan thought that he should probably bargain some more, but, what the heck. It didn't seem all that unreasonable. And as far as the thing with Kevin... well he was committed to doing "stuff" anyway, so why not do some things that Kevin wanted.

Dylan nodded at Chip, and said, "Okay, it's a deal!"

Chip smiled, glanced at Kevin and the others and said, "Okay guys, go ahead and release him while I make a phone call."

To Dylan's relief, they acted quickly to release him. To his surprise, all three of them treated him gently and went out of their way to soothe him. They had him lay down on a blanket and took turns massaging his aching arms and thighs. Needless to say, with all the attention his naked body was receiving, it was just a matter of minutes before he was once again fully erect.

The boys urged him to roll over on his back and proceed to turn their ministrations into a full body massage... a FULL body massage.

As they worked their way ever closer to his hardened teenage manhood, Dylan closed his eyes and reflected on all that had happened in the last 24 hours.

Up until the time he had delivered those pizzas, he had never really been "touched" by another guy before, or had another guy seen him boned... well with the exception of that time with his cousin's boyfriend... and of course, the initiations he had gone through. But the initiations, had not involved touching.

He began breathing faster as he felt fingers running through his pubes and massaging his inner thighs.

Yes, less than 24 hours ago he had never dreamed anything like this would happen to him, and let alone that he would actually enjoy it so much. Maybe even crave it. It was true, he did get a kick out of "initiating" other guys on their team, and making them get naked and do humiliating things, but he never considered any of that as being gay.

Once again, he tried to think about his girl friends. He tried to imagine it was them working him over, to at least confirm his sexuality.

His attempt failed as the fingers of the three younger boys met at the base of his throbbing cock.

Dylan drifted into a daze like state as he heard Dennis's voice say, "Okay Kevin, how about it, want to make this jock boy shoot? How about we hold his legs and arms while you jack him off?"

And with that, Dennis pulled Dylan's arms up over his head, and sat on them. Stevie straddled Dylan's knees and pinned them down as best he could.

Then Kevin went to work.

Dylan gasped for air as blood rushed into his hard cock.

He put up a bit of a struggle to try and free his legs and arms. But it was more of a mock struggle. The truth was, he loved the feeling of being restrained and "forcibly" masturbated. In fact, he loved it so much that it took less than a minute for him to let out a loud scream and shoot harder than ever before.

As he gasped for air, following his intense orgasmic gyrations, he, once again reviewed all that had happened, and wondered what would happen next. He had a fleeting thought that he should feel ashamed, but that vanished quickly as he began wondering what Chip was up too. Who was he talking to on the phone? Did it involve him?

Had he been able to see the look on Chip's face at that moment, he might have been able to discern the answer.

Chip grinned as he hung up the phone. He checked the time and hurried back towards the shed.

He had a lot of stuff to take care of during the next couple of hours. Logan would be there by then and would be bringing a "slave" with him.

As Chip rushed to the shed, he almost "came" in his shorts as he thought about the plan he and Logan had worked out. He thought it was brilliant.

Neither Dylan, nor the "slave" Logan was bringing would know who the other one was until after the fact. Both would be blindfolded while they were forced to engage in every conceivable sexual act.

And afterwards, with their identities revealed, both would be required to take turns torturing each other.

Yes, the rest of the day showed great promise!

TO BE CONTINUED...

---------------------------------------------------------------------- POST LOGUE, QUESTIONS AND WHAT'S NEXT!

For those who have asked and pleaded, "YES" the drama will continue!

Once again, a reminder that characters will continue to come and go on "center stage!" The Peterson brothers (Chip, Dennis, and Stevie) will be there most frequently. As will a few others. Don't be surprised though if some characters disappear for awhile and then return.

Another note about all the "deals" that have occurred, and will continue to occur. Boys being "boys", attention spans do tend to wane and wander, as do "focus" and memories. What is a "hot" deal today, might quickly be swapped or dropped for a new one tomorrow.

If there is a particular "deal" mentioned earlier in the story, that has not yet played out in some way, and you would like to see... please email me.

While I have clearly "crossed the line" from reality, I remind all this is a fantasy, and in a fantasy, "crossing the line" is permitted. Still I try to sprinkle in some doses of "reality", particularly when it comes to the thought processes of the participants.

Well, enough "philosophizing!"

Now the questions and comments on what's next. (HINT: The questions that follow are pretty much the "comments" on what is "next"!) And they are intended to "excite" more than your imagination!

THE QUESTIONS! (Responses do help fuel my writing fire. So please help as you can!) Most of these questions relate to the "raffles" that happened during the event!

1. Who do you think the "slave" is that Logan is bringing to the Peterson house? He will be the guy who fucks Dylan for the first time, and will also be Dylan's first fuck.

2. Andy, the 14 year old swimmer with the tight butt, has made a "deal" to save his pubes! He will be the entertainment at a party coming up. What should happen to him at that party?

3. Coach Taylor was "raffled off" at the Arena event and was won by the "Twins" sadistic father. He will spend a full day there. How rough should things be for him? And also, what should he go through?

4. Justyn and the Twins (Bryce and Brandon, as a set) were also won in the raffle. In both cases, the winners were "Brats"! The 12/13 year old smart-ass punks who seem to dwell in the old park. What things would you like to see the "brats" do to them for their day?

5. Cody, the 21 year old star quarterback was "won" by one of Pete and Andy's 14 year old friends. He is also on the swim team. What does Cody have to "look forward to"?

6. Logan, the 16 year old lacrosse team captain, was "won" in two raffles (the live one and also the Internet one). In both cases, it appears he will be used "in-person"! So, what would you like to see that hot, blond jock go through?

7. Casey, the 18 year old "preppy" boy from the Gay BDSM Frat was also chosen in the Internet raffle and owes an "Internet" Show! What would you like to see Casey have to do during that show? BTW... His nickname is "GQ" which is a reference to a magazine described this way- "GQ (originally Gentlemen's Quarterly) is a monthly men's magazine focusing on fashion, style, and culture for men, through articles on food, movies, fitness, sex, music, travel, sports, technology, and books." The guys typically pictured in the magazine were usually very "preppy" looking. Hence Casey's nickname.

8. AHH! And now an interesting question! Two significant events occurred in this Chapter involving Chip! As a result of a bet, he owes Kevin, his German exchange student guest, 6 days of "slavery." And he also was "won" in an Internet raffle for an Internet show. What things would you like to see Chip go through, in either case?

AND... FINALLY...!!!

1. A TOUGH ONE!!! Setting "reality" aside, and putting "yourself" into one of the existing characters (or a "new" one), ... What would be you wildest and most intense fantasy? If you do decide on a "new" character, please provide an age/description.

SO there it is!

Answer as many questions as you feel you can. All responses will help!

I continue to try to "incorporate" suggestions for tortures and humiliations as best as I can.

The only thing I can't really do is a "permanent" mutilation, such as castration. I have not totally ruled out brandings or piercings... and might consider a "circumcision" at some point... but that will be tough.

ANYWAY, there it is!

Any answers to the questions above... suggestions for future scenes... and, especially, "recounts" of real life "initiation" experiences (no matter how intense or tame) are STRONGLY encouraged!

Scotty scottywestwood@hotmail.com

P.S. Apologies to all. The video provider for my support site has changed the coding. I will continue to try and get it restored, but can make no promises.

P.P.S. T & S! "ANYWAY"! If you are still able to read all this. I understand! No Rush!