This is a work of fiction. The characters are invented. It is intended solely for the fantasy entertainment of persons, age 18 or older, who want to read about gay sex and male slavery. If you are not at least 18 years old and/or this is not what you want, read no further.
©2009 Copyright reserved by the author. JKBlackhouse
Brothers & Slaves: Characters so far:
Danny 17, currently the narrator, high school junior, on soccer & track teams; Ken 18, Danny's older brother, athletic body, high school senior, plays football, baseball & wrestles; Gary 15, Danny's younger brother, young stud, high school freshman, footballer; Tuck 17, boyhood best friend of Danny and Don, soccer & track; Don 17, boyhood best friend of Danny and Tuck, backup quarterback. Joey, 16, teammate of Danny and leader of team's turning him into their shaved cocksucker; Tim, 17, personal house slave of Ken, Danny and Gary; Mr. Howard, owner, a slave training facility. James: head slave of the family household.
Chapt. 15: The Shit Hits...
Danny who was in court was crying almost as hard as had his brother. He felt in some way partially responsible and he felt if any of the brothers were to be enslaved it should be him, the one who loved submitting. His Dad's eyes too were damp but his Mom just stood there, nodding her head, feeling justice had been done. Yes, if Dad agreed, she would take Ken in as a house slave, but she would see to it that he was treated as nothing other than the lowest slave. James would be charged to see to this, she thought, and James never disappoints.
Ken was consumed in tears and self pity. His life was ruined. He would be reduced to a cocksucker, an asshole for fucking, and a servant, or even a farm worker or worse. He was naked and locked in a slave cage in a place where no one knew who he was or gave a damn. He looked down at his withered, caged cock. He felt as deflated as his dick was, and he couldn't even get to it to stroke it to give himself some comfort. He was now property of the State and if sold, of whomever bought him. To think, he, Ken, being sold on an auction block. It was just inconceivable. There were many inconceivable things that were now ahead of him.
Brothers & Slaves: Chapt. 16: Separated
Gary
Once the remaining family members returned home, Gary was turned over to James who ordered the boy to immediately strip. He reshaved Gary's pubes and decided that the boy's humiliation would be enhanced if his armpits were also hairless, so these too he shaved. He made Gary stand still with his hands behind his head while his boy hair was removed. Gary cried through the entire process. He looked down at himself once James had finished and was aghast to see his big dick sticking out from his hairless crotch and to see that his pits now lacked the core symbol of manness, hair. He wept as James required that he kneel before the slave, kiss his feet and thank him for shaving him and teaching him the important lesson that disobedience to parents and the law resulted only in pain and embarrassment.
James had added to the boy's humiliation by performing the shave in front of all the assembled house slaves. They watched in amazement as Master Gary actually thanked James, who after all was himself but a slave, for his humiliation. James relocked the chastity device over Gary's cock and balls, ensuring his dick was pointed and held rigidly upward so that every time he pissed he'd be forced to shoot his piss over his own abdomen and pubes, from which it would drain downward. The boy would have to piss on himself if he wanted to piss at all.
James led Gary to the slave toilets and told him to urinate. Gary politely asked if he was to stand or sit. When previously locked in chastity he'd found he had to sit to pee otherwise the urine would spray all over. It was obvious Gary could now only piss sitting and since the slave toilets had no seats, this meant putting his ass right on the cold enamel of the bowl rim. He moaned in discomfort from the cold as he sat. He waited and waited for his piss to start but he could not get it going with James standing in front of him and other slaves standing in the doorway watching the spectacle. Asked by James if he wanted help, Gary said, "Yes, Sir, if you please Sir." He'd learned something about the respect he must show James while he was undergoing his punishment.
James turned on the tap at one of the sinks, knowing the sound of flowing water would loosen the boy, then he stood before Gary and offered the boy his dick to suck. This too Gary had already learned to accept, he said, "Thank you, Sir," and immediately took James' hard dick into his mouth until he had full throated it, after which he began sucking and licking. With his attention focussed on the cock in his mouth, Gary at last was able to let his stream loose. He moaned dishearteningly as he felt the warm piss spread over his pubes and balls. He absolutely hated what was being done to him and he hated James for doing it, and doing it in public before other slaves.
Once he'd finished wetting himself, James would not allow him to wash off. Instead, he was collared and led to the slave cage into which he was locked. At least, he thought, the others left him alone and stopped staring at his naked, shaved body. Unable to rid himself of the stench of the piss now on his body, he lay on the pad in the cage, pulled his knees up toward his chin, becoming fetus like and as he wept tears of helplessness, he contemplated for the first time his own behavior. He acknowledged to himself that he'd brought all this upon himself and that he'd been just plain stupid. Not so much stupid to drink the beer, but to get caught. He thought to himself that he would have to act with much more care in the future. He'd serve his second week as a naked, caged boy, then he'd give every appearance of being just the best boy his parents could hope for. But beneath his superficial charm, he figured, he could get back to all the good
stuff he'd been doing with his friends, maybe even get back to dominating Danny. Now that would be fun. The thought cheered him considerably as he fell into a deep sleep.
Danny
Danny retuned to the bedroom in which he now found himself alone save only for the slave, Tim. Yes his brothers had been cruel to him, but he missed them, even missed the opportunity to suck them off and eat their cum. He wondered how he could get himself back to the slave training center without arousing the suspicion of his parents. He thought back to his time at the center and rehashed it in his mind. God it had been exciting and mostly fun. He wanted more, needed more. He wondered if he could get Tim to dominate him? He decided he would explore this until Gary was back.
As he lay on his bed idly stroking his cock which he now realized, thanks to the genital band, was always going to be fuller than normal, he imagined what might be happening to Ken. Was he caged, like Gary? Had they shaved him, fitted him with body jewelry such as he now wore? The thought gave him a raging hard on. He felt really, really bad about Ken. He pulled on a jock to hold his dick in check and then slipped on a pair of shorts. He figured he'd play with Tim after dinner and before they went to bed. He certainly wanted to continue bedding down with Tim, it was something he really liked, warm and so sensual. He finished dressing, pulling a t-shirt over his head and adding some no show socks and then went down for dinner.
He was no sooner back in his room after dinner, and stripped down to his shorts, than there was a knock at the door and James asked permission to come in. This was odd since James never asked for permission for anything from the boys, only from their parents. Of course he told James to come on in. James sent Tim away, told him to go to the punishment room and watch over Master Gary though he was not to speak with him nor respond to any requests or "orders." He reminded Tim that Gary had no authority to issue orders right now. None.
With Tim gone, James settled into Ken's chair and suggested Danny sit as well. "Now Master Danny," James said, "tell me all about what happened at the slave training center and how you felt about each thing that happened." Danny would no more have thought of not responding truthfully to James than he would to his own father. He told James all the exciting things he'd done, how it felt to be a pony and pull a cart, to stand all afternoon in stocks under the hot sun, to have his pubes reshaved and to be pissed on and then have to sleep wearing Mr. Howard's piss. He had not really liked that but he did like it that Mr. Howard felt free to demean him in this way and that was a turn-on. He told James how he'd enjoyed serving Master Howard's cock and how horny they'd kept him. He held virtually nothing back from James except perhaps that he was beginning to like his permanent genital band and ball ring/stretcher/spreader. He felt a little
unsure about these but he did admit how much he liked the new nipple rings.
James spoke: "Well, Master Danny, if you had the choice, would you go back to for more of Mr. Howard's training?"
Danny responded: "Oh yes, James, I'd like to go back so much and spend much more time, not just weekends but maybe a whole week of vacation. That would be so cool to try. But how can I do it? Mom and Dad would never approve?" As they talked, his cock had become fully hard and the jock did not keep the fact entirely hidden as the stiffness of his boner still tented his shorts just enough for James to see and note.
"Do you want my help, Master Danny? You know if your parents disapproved, I would be in terrible trouble. Maybe it would be best to just tell them and ask their permission?"
"James, cut out calling me Master Danny.' I've always been Danny' to you, just like Gary has always been `Gary.' I don't know about telling Mom and Dad, I think right now they're probably not up for hearing anything odd or twisted what with what's happened to poor Ken and to Gary. But if you could help me get back there, that would be awesome, James, I'd do anything for you, anything at all."
"Anything, Danny? Are you sure you mean anything at all?"
"Yes, yes, James, anything at all. Just name it and I'll do it. Whatever and whenever and as often as you say. Please James."
"I'll give it some thought, Danny, I'll give it some thought. I'll send Tim back up, you and he can play with eachother if you want. You know he'll do anything for you no matter what, just tell him what you want. See you later, Master Danny," and with that, James left.
It was only minutes later that Tim appeared dressed a usual in his jock. Danny was so hot and horny, he decided he'd start telling Tim to do what he really wanted done. `Hey, Tim, OK, here's what I want you to do. I want you to order me to strip and then to worship your feet and then your cock and balls. Then tell me I must beg to be allowed to suck you. Then tell me to suck you and let me do it until you cum, right in my mouth and make sure I swallow all of it, otherwise paddle my ass like twenty times. Then tie me spread-eagled on my bed and torture my dick and balls, get me all horny and hard, but make me wait a long time, and make me beg, before you let me cum. Just jerk me off, no pleasurable sucking, then feed me my cum. Then wait as long as you want before releasing me, don't let me make you do it. Then we'll shower and go to sleep naked together like always. I know it's weird, Tim, but it's what I really want. So do it, please.
And that is exactly what happened. Danny was made to strip off his jock but not allowed to touch his monster boner. Instead, Tim required him to lick his feet, kiss them and then beg to be allowed to serve Tim's cock. Tim could not believe how awesome all this was; but it was what Master Danny wanted so he knew he must do it. James had told him so. Besides, it was lots of fun.
After he'd made Danny beg for his slave dick, and lick his balls, he fed him his cock and after only a couple of minutes, he was so turned on, he filled Danny's mouth with warm boy cum and made sure Danny swallowed every bit. Then he tied Danny up spread-eagled, just as he'd wanted to be, and made him wait through a good half hour of cock teasing before he jacked him off. He scooped up Danny's cum with his fingers, then stuffed the scumy fingers into Danny's mouth until Danny had eaten every drop and made him thank Tim for it. Then he just left Danny tied up, with a gag, for almost an hour before untying him and showering together. Danny had loved every minute of it. He actually kissed Tim before the two tired boys fell asleep in eachothers arms.
Ken
Stuffed naked, collared and in chastity in his slave cage, Ken was a creature in misery. He thought he must have been there for hours before anyone came near him When they did, he couldn't believe what they did with him. A fork lift just slid its arms under his cage, lifted it up and deposited the cage in a trailer truck. There were already some cages with guys locked in them in the truck, and they must have loaded 10 or 12 more before the rear doors were slammed shut and locked. A voice came through an overhead speaker. "Alright slaves, you're being moved to a slave authority training facility. If you need to piss, go ahead and do it. There's a drain in the middle of the back where your piss will eventually drain. Of course, it may slosh first through a few other cages. But hey, you're slaves so who gives a shit?
"THERE WILL BE NO TALKING , NONE, WHILE YOU ARE IN TRANSIT. If we hear so much as a whisper, we will gag each of you, and cuff your hands to your collars for the rest of the trip. I do NOT think you would like that, SO SHUT THE FUCK UP SLAVES."
Ken was stunned. No one treated him this way. But, he thought, just what could he do about it? Not a damn thing. He was helpless. Ken had learned an important first lesson a slave needed to learn. A slave does what he's told to do and nothing else. A slave follows orders or he gets punished. End of lesson. Like many of the others, Ken whimpered to himself, the tears again flowing down his cheeks. This was for real. This was his new life. This was simply the worst, most awful thing that could have happened to him. It made him completely aware, at least for now, that he had no rights and no say. They would do with him whatever they chose to do. He was just one more piece of slave meat as far as they were concerned. Other than finally being released from his cage, for which he hoped and prayed, Ken was not looking forward to being delivered for training. Nor should he have been.
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