Mayumi was engrossed in a book when she heard the nasal voice of the computer : "You have a message. You have a message. You have a message." She pushed back her long hair, put it in a band, and went to the chair to take Aftab's message - of course it was Aftab, who else? She turned on the screen.
"Aftab. I did not expect to hear from you after your last message. I hope you're safe. All that destruction ! Fires everywhere. Let's hope they're over." She smiled smugly. She was perceptive enough to see the color rising in his face.
"Mayumi. I checked with others. I was able to secure coordinates. Are you able to write them down?" She smiled. "Of course I am, Aftab. I'm never without my memory pad. Please proceed." He gave her longitude and latitude. "There is a huge structure there. It is rumored to be the compound of Lord Garth. I would not know. I have not been there." She smiled tightly. "I will accept than answer Aftab. I would hope you would not be being mendacious to a very distraught wife and mother." She paused again and smiled. "We can be the most unpredictable of all species." Aftab didn't react. "I hope that the fires can stop now, Mayumi. " "I wouldn't know, Aftab. You know, it's the Middle East and all." She laughed. "Thank you for the information. I appreciate it." After she ended the call, she took some time to change her contact coordinates. Aftab could not be trusted. She then called SEAL headquarters. "Commander? I hope I'm not being disruptive. It is Mayumi, Derrick's mom, Wolf's wife. I wonder if I might see you today. I received a message with information about where they may be. Apparently, they are not dead.
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"You have had a very stressful, very full day derrick. I hope you can relax a bit tonight." Yakov was speaking in a very low voice to derrick, whom he had bound to the bed. derrick's wrists were tied to the bed frame, and he was naked. Yakov was very gently tracing his finger over derrick's torso, circling his nipples regularly. "It's interesting to me derrick. You seem to be sprouting chest hair. You had none when you arrived." It was true: derrick could feel Yakov's fingers stop as they encountered the very small sprouts of hair on his chest. When had that happened? He had never had chest hair, and he had never needed to shave. Yakov passed his hand over derrick's chin. "OH YES. Here too. Now we'll have to decide whether you are more attractive with a beard or clean shaven." He kissed derrick. "I am thinking we'll keep you shaved. Only one of us should have facial hair, and it should be the man in control." He laughed, and derrick fought at his ropes. Whenever Yakov reminded him of their positions, it angered him. His fantasy WAS to be controlled, but to CHOOSE who it would be. Still, as Yakov moved his fingers over him, playing him like a musical instrument, it felt good. He was recovering from the orgasm caused by the hitachi rod very quickly. Yakov's fingers topped playing with derrick's chest. He thought for a minute of squeezing derrick's balls - he had already put his cock in a cage - but decided next to. Instead , he moved closer to derrick, resting his head on derrick's chest, and running his finger around his navel.
"I wonder what would have happened if we had grown up as brothers, derrick. Would I have become the dominant one? Would we have had the attractions we do? So much is left to chance." He looked up and smiled at derrick. "You're so pretty derrick. SO pretty. I would LOVE to show you off in the town: my blond slave, the man who pleasures me at night. And during the day." His finger ran along the sides of derrick's neck. "My father has given me many lovely gifts, but you... you are the best one of all." derrick fought at the ropes again. He grunted. "I AM NOT YOUR SLAVE YAKOV." Yakov laughed. "I guess technically not. You did not submit the way your father did." He smiled, knowing that this would get derrick's hot temper to erupt, and it did. "THIS IS BETWEEN YOU AND ME YAKOV. LEAVE OUR FATHERS OUT OF THIS." "Oh, but I cannot derrick, I simply cannot." He smiled, and was silent for a minute. "I have to assume that your father did not tell you about his discussion with my father. The discussion about freeing you." derrick would have remembered this, and he saw from Yakov's face, that it was not a ploy. "Your father tried to break us up, and my father actually agreed." "WHAT?" Now derrick was truly fighting at the ropes. "Yakov, there's nothing to break up between us. You have me as a prisoner. That's it. What are you talking about?" Yakov sighed, and reached down, gently playing with derrick's balls, leading to a moan. "Your father offered his word: he would NEVER leave my father, never make an escape attempt, if he would release you." derrick knew nothing about this. He fought to hold his composure. Yakov went on "My father did what is taught in our tradition: he gave me you as a gift, and I am over the age of consent. Therefore, you belong to me, not to my father, and you are not his to give away or to release. The only way you may leave, is if I let you leave. " He paused, and climbed on top of derrick, pulling out his cock and beating derrick's lips with it. "And I am NOT releasing you derrick. You are going to be mine, forever. Now open your mouth." "I will Yakov I will. Just consider something first, please." "I am listening derrick." "I would agree to submit to you, but ONLY back in my country. You hold dual citizenship. If we were to leave together, I would live as your sex slave. My father can remain, but I do not belong here. Neither do you, Yakov. You are much too powerful, much too clever, to live in your father's shadow." For a very quick second, derrick saw a shadow pass across Yakov's face. He knew: he had "reached" him. Then Yakov recovered. "I grow weary of talk, and desirous of a blow job. Get to work derrick." derrick took Yakov's cock in his mouth. He had learned to take all ten inches, and he knew what Yakov liked and didn't liked. He closed his eyes. Maybe, just maybe...
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Meanwhile, in Garth's quarters, he had tied wolf's hands behind his back and had him laying on his stomach. He pushed wolf's legs apart, and he was running a finger up and down wolf's ass crack. wolf kept his composure as long as he could, and then he began to moan. "OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH. Sir Garth. You know what that does to me, " and Garth laughed. "It's up there with what THIS does..." His fingernail scraped the spot in between wolf's balls, and wolf screamed out. "FUCK. THAT'S HOW YOU BROKE ME." Garth laughed. "Yes, yes it is. And it still works doesn't it, wolf." wolf tried to resist, but when he felt Garth's tongue at his ear he whispered. "Yes sir. Yes Lord Garth. I submit to you. I am your slave." "You have had boy cock today, wolf. Perhaps you need a man's cock." "YES Sir. YES, YES. I do. Please. Take my ass, Master. Take me. Make me scream." wolf felt a cloth being pulled around his mouth. "If you are going to scream, which I hope you will, I would not have you disturb the house. " Garth's experienced cock began to probe wolf's ass. wolf pushed back. He knew that Garth liked that. He did too, but hopefully, hopefully at some point, this was going to end.
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"Mayumi, how did you get this information? What did you do?" The commander asked as he looked at her information Mayumi smiled. "I asked." The commander was skeptical. "Mayumi, this is not the kind of information that comes up in casual conversation: "by the way, do you know where a warlord has his base? " She smiled again. "You DID hear about the opium explosions in the mideast commander?" He sighed. "Wolf told me that there were wheels within wheels within wheels in your mind. He was right." She began to laugh. "Wolf is a man. He has no idea." Commander sighed. "We DID check these coordinates Mayumi. There IS some kind of structure here. What kind of structure, we can't tell from satellite reconnaissance. " He paused. "You were told that this is the compound of Lord Garth?" "I was." He sighed again. "Mayumi, here is the thing: Lord Garth is certainly on our radar, but if he has done anything to disturb national interests, we are not aware of it, and we cannot carry out a mission on innuendo." Mayumi put her hands in her lap, and held them there. Her voice was tight. "My husband did how much for this country? And now my son is heading down the same path? And you will do nothing. " "I'm afraid we can't Mayumi. I'm sorry." She rose. "Thank you for your time Commander. I do wish you a good day." She rose, and left. It was hard to remain calm, but she did. As she walked past the various rooms, she heard a soft voice. "Mayumi. Mayumi. Ma'am." She turned and saw the face of Colton, the young SEAL who had visited her the day before. He was signaling with his head to her to come into the office. Her senses told her to do it, and she followed. "Ma'am. Please. Sit." He gave her a chair, and put a cup in front of her. "I'm afraid our tea is no match for yours, but it's what we've got." "Hospitality is always correct. I thank you." She looked around the room. It was filled with young SEALS. "You are Derrick's friends" she surmised. "We are ma'am. " Colton answered. "I was walking by the commander's office when he answered." Mayumi smiled. "You should not continue Colton. Talk of this type can get you in trouble." Another SEAL spoke. "Ma'am, I'm Roscoe. None of us know what happened out there, but what we DO know is one of ours was taken, and we're going to get him back. " Mayumi smiled. "I am not sure I have enough time to explain this to you, but two of yours were taken. It will be hard to understand, but Yakov is one of you, too." She saw the look of skepticism and spoke again "I can explain all of this to you at another time, but.. Yakov is my son in the same way Derrick is." They looked at each other. Colton spoke again. "Ma'am, that's not a deal breaker but... it certainly is a new bit of data." "Please Colton. It seems we are going to work together, so please call me Mayumi." "Ok Mayumi. Can we do some data sharing here? " Someone whispered to him. "No. Not here. We'll go to a secure room."
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Back at Garth's compound, derrick had just finished playing soccer with a group of Yakov's friends from the area. They had turned the open space into a makeshift soccer field. It was "shirts versus skins," at Yakov's assistance, and he and derrick had been on the same team. They played to a 0-0 tie. As they were catching their breath, Yakov came up and rubbed derrick's shoulder. "You are a better soccer player than I thought." "Thank you. I haven't played in a long time, but I was pretty good when I was much younger." Yakov whispered "you glow when you sweat derrick, and your sweat is intoxicating." derrick felt Yakov's arm wrap around his middle. "Yakov, please. Everyone hasn't left yet. " "Go inside derrick. Wait for me. I'm going to have them leave. I want you... BAD." derrick was still caged. He wanted Yakov badly too, but... " He walked into the house. Lord Garth was in the hallway. "AH. Young derrick. I barely see you without my son." derrick put his hands behind his back. "He is telling his friends goodbye. We just finished playing soccer. Apologies for my appearance Lord Garth." Garth came up and ruffled derrick's hair. "Such a sweet young man. I understand your appeal to Yakov." "If I may ask Sir, where is my father? He is usually with you." Garth smiled. "I was simply looking for something before I returned to your father. He is in my suite." derrick felt a finger hook through his soccer shorts. "NO TALKING TO MY RIVAL." He laughed. "Father, will you excuse us." "To your own devices," he smiled, and Yakov walked off with derrick, while Garth walked back to his suite.
In his suite, wolf was spread out on the bed, bound at the wrists and ankles. Garth had also gagged him , because what was to follow was something he had learned from Yakov, and he had seen how derrick had reacted. He pulled out the pinwheel. wolf's cock was locked up, but his balls were exposed. Garth began rolling it back and forth. "MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMPH" wolf tried to scream. He didn't know about this toy. Garth smiled as he ran it up and down wolf's balls, and then his thighs. "You have been very compliant wolf, which always makes me suspicious of you... Let's re-establish that you belong to me. " wolf shook his head yes. "Tomorrow, wolf, we'll be taking a walk through the main city. You will wear the collar of ownership. Everyone will know.... " wolf blushed. He hadn't considered public knowledge.
Back in Yakov's room, he kissed derrick and he whispered "I would rather not tie you down, derrick. I would just as soon simply make love to you." "It's your decision Yakov. Haven't you learned that you're in control." "Of YOU. Not of myself." "Let's forget that now, Yakov. " derrick whispered. "FUCK ME stud. Put that ten inches where it belongs. Yakov smiled. He gently pushed derrick's legs in the air. The sweat from the soccer match was enough to lubricate derrick's ass, and Yakov slid in easily. He took the blond man, first gently and then roughly. He shot into him and smiled.
As he lie there with derrick, he spoke in a very low voice. "You would be my slave if we were not here?" "I would." Yakov paused. "You would take me with you?" "I wouldn't leave without you." "Tonight. Let's see if we can get someone to rescue you." "No, Yakov. Let's see if we can get someone to rescue US"