Orchard Road
Chapter 2
First day of the holiday and they sat down to work out their schedule to make sure they got the required amount of work done each day.
"We can ask the dads to let us know if they think we are running behind schedule at any time and then we can just work longer and harder to make it up. Shouldn't cause us any angst."
Carl winced when he heard the Major's comment to that idea.
"Good, hopefully the paddle won't be needed then to keep you up to speed."
Both boys were embarrassed at that comment and got away from Donald as soon as they could.
Settled in to a routine they had plenty of time to swim and play around. Because both boys were very sporty they took to running as well as swimming and they wrestled to burn off energy. Horsing around one afternoon Carl sprung a boner. Max couldn't help but pick up on it. Wrong place, wrong time to make the comment he did because his father had arrived home early, deliberately, to try to catch the boys doing something they shouldn't. What he caught was a comment Max made in fun seeing the boner.
"Huh, I see you live up to the reputation blacks have, hung like a horse."
Donald thought he now had the excuse he needed to get a sexual punishment.
"Max, Carl, my study."
Both boys looked at each other with a, `what the fuck', expression. Still clad in just their swim trunks they were soon stood in the study in front of the major now sat at his desk.
"I heard that racist and insulting comment about Carl's ethnicity. We might as well clear any doubts about that one. Take your trunks off, both of you and get erections, let's see who is horse hung."
Carl was very cognisant of his father's position with regard to the major so very reluctantly he slipped his trunks off and looked at Max, who, seeing his friend naked, followed suit. Then they both started to play. The result after some time, because of the embarrassment, was two very hard cocks. Donald couldn't remember ever being so hard. Looking at Carl's appendage made him gasp. A quick guess was 9 inches and thick. He looked at his son then and guessed 7 inches.
"He doesn't look that much bigger than you Max, so your comment was insulting."
Max managed to splutter out a reply to that.
"I was only joking, Dad we say things like that all the time."
Donald blushed, he hadn't expected a reply.
"Well I don't consider it a joke. I can't seem to beat good behaviour into you so let's see if Carl can fuck some sense into you."
Both boys were mouths agape in shock, neither of them truly believing that the major was actually going to make Carl sodomise his own son. That is, until Donald went to a drawer in his desk and withdrew a tube of KY gel.
`What the fuck is that for?' was Max's thought.
`He's serious,' was Carl's thought because he knew what the gel was used for.
"You might as well try it in your other end first. Get on your knees and see how much of Carl's cock you can get in your mouth."
Max was running on auto now. This was so unreal he couldn't believe his father. On his knees he slid Carl's cock into his mouth. Never having done this before he felt all round it with his tongue.
"You can get more than that in, don't be a woos, get sucking it."
Max was crying now, this was so embarrassing. He looked up at Carl who was returning the look just showing shock. Max sucked the cock for a couple of minutes and cried even harder because he was enjoying it. He realised he would like to do more with this special friend but not with his father watching. The end came quickly. His father was almost panting with lust.
"Assume the punishment position, Max."
Almost in a trance, Max did as he was told. Then it got even more bizarre. Donald pulled a set of restraints from another drawer and secured Max's wrists to the legs of the desk and his ankles were secured to the other legs.
"Now Carl, use your fingers to open Max's anus before using your cock to fuck some sense into him."
"But, Sir," and that was as far as he got.
"Just do it, I know what your father told you about me."
Carl was so torn. He wanted to do it, he had jacked off thinking about making love to his friend, but he didn't want to rape him, which was what this would be effectively. With tears streaming down his face Carl lubed one finger and gently slid it into Max. He fucked him with that for a few minutes continually apologising to him. He took nearly a quarter of an hour to reach four fingers, during which time he had watched the major rubbing a very obvious hard on.
"Alright, I'll lube you and then you can fuck Max."
Carl was rigid with shock as the Major grabbed his cock and lubed it, at the same time he caressed Carl's ball sac.
"Now fuck him to orgasm."
Carl was lost, he daren't refuse, but at the same time this would be a monstrous invasion of Max. The major took the decision out of his hands. He pushed Carl forward and as he moved, the major took hold of Carl's cock and guided it into his son. Max screamed with the initial pain and Donald continued pushing until all of Carl's monster was embedded in his friend.
"Give him a minute to relax and then fuck him to orgasm."
Both boys were crying as Carl did as ordered. He was loving it and Max began to realise that the feelings he was getting from having his prostate stroked on every entry was amazing, but it was so humiliating that he continued to sob. Donald meanwhile had stripped and lubed his own very hard cock. When Carl orgasmed, Donald pulled him away and said, "I might as well continue to fuck some sense into him," and with no further delay rammed his own iron hard cock into his son, but not before Carl had the chance to see that the major was nearly as well rigged as he was himself. When he entered his son, Max didn't make a sound except his continued sobbing, he hardly realised that it was his father fucking him now. He had orgasmed once from Carl's attack on his prostate and was trying to come to terms with how thrilling it was after the initial painful entry.
That was too much for Carl, he ran to where his clothes were, found his cell and called his father. Still sobbing he managed to get across to his father that he should come to Max's house straight away. Desmond could tell from the voice that this was serious so he was there in less than two minutes. Carl grabbed his hand and just pulled him to the major's study. Almost perfect timing, Donald had just pulled out of Max but his cock was still dripping cum. Max was still secured to the desk and Des could see cum running from his anus. It didn't take a genius to see what had happened.
"Release Max, Carl. Take him to his bedroom, but make no attempt to clean him up."
Des's next action was to call the military police and the base doctor. Donald was sat in a chair just looking at what was happening. The sexual madness that had gripped him was gone, he was now deflated realising what he had done. He made no attempt to dress or anything so that when the military police arrived Des had to tell them who the naked man was and what he was accused of.
"This is Major McMahon. I want him arrested and held pending charges of male rape and incest, at least. After the doctor leaves I will have the victim and a witness give statements to the provost marshal."
Donald was allowed to dress and soon started to bluster. Desmond knew he was risking his career if he was wrong but he was sure he wasn't.
The doctor arrived, took swabs from Max's anus, checked that he was not damaged from the rape and sedated him, told Desmond that the boy would sleep now for several hours.
"He is not to be left alone for even one minute until we have had a chance to see how he reacts when he is conscious again. There is no physical damage but the psychological damage could be a monster."
Carl was given permission to clean up his friend, which he and his dad did together. Then Carl got cleaned up as well and dressed.
The provost marshal arrived with a stenographer to take a statement from Carl. He told it precisely as it unfolded from the time of Max's comment about him being horse hung. He also told of the last punishment session he witnessed where the major had touched Max's arse and cock. Des took over the narrative from when he entered the study in time to see the major pull out of his son still dripping cum from his orgasm, and the cum running from Max's arse.
"I didn't want to bugger my best friend, Dad, but the major made me."
The Provo and Des believed the boy he was so patently traumatised by his forced action. What they didn't know was that Carl had so wanted to do that, but in bed and part of a lovemaking session. Now he thought he would never be able to make love to his friend.
Eventual decision was that Max would be taken to the Withers house for the night so that he could be more carefully monitored by the family.
"You are to sleep with Max tonight, Son. If the doctor is correct he should wake quite early in the morning. Try not to let him get out of bed until you have called me."
Carl was so sensitive to his friend's needs that every time Max moved during the night he woke up. He cuddled his friend close all night and was still cuddling him when he felt Max stir in the morning. Carl was amazed, Max rolled over still maintaining the close contact and spoke quite normally.
"You wouldn't like to do that every night, would you?"
"Do what," Carl spluttered out.
"Cuddle me. It felt so good even though I was asleep."
Tears came to Carl's eyes as he replied.
"Oh yes, if you mean it."
"I do. I'm ok Carl. I know what you did to me and I know you had no choice, but why did you fuck me twice?"
Carl didn't know what to say. Should he tell Max he only did it once and that his father was the second one, or would that traumatise him?
"I'll answer that later, but now I must tell dad you are awake."
Max quickly told his dad what Max had said, and that was relayed to the base psychiatrist.
"I think you had better bring the boy into the base, Captain, and we will tell him when I have had a chance to look at him and talk to him a little."
Everybody was worried because Max was behaving completely normal. He didn't appear to be at all phased by having been raped. The psychiatrist decided to tell Max the whole truth. Max started to cry quietly when he had been told. Carl was still with him and held his hand, squeezing it to try re-assuring Max that he was there for him.
"Now that I know I can believe it. My father's cock felt different."
Then he pulled his hand from Carl's and looked with shock at his friend.
"Oh no, you don't want to touch me now. I have had my father's cock in my arse, I'll never be clean again."
With that he just broke down completely and had to be sedated again and put to bed in the base hospital.
Carl was so frustrated that he couldn't remain with his friend.
"I'm sorry, Son, but the JAG staff need to interrogate you. They are going to prosecute Max's father. The DNA confirms your story in so far as they know you and the major sodomised Max. They just need to be convinced that you were forced to do it. Just tell them the story the same as you told us yesterday."
The JAG team weren't as convinced as everyone else that Carl had done it under duress so he was warned that he may be charged with rape as well. They had to wait until Max was fit to give his version. That was some time in coming because every time he woke up he broke down again until Carl got desperate and when Max woke again Carl was beside him holding his hand.
"Please don't cry anymore, Max, I love you so much and I don't think you are dirty."
Carl repeated that as Max looked at him but didn't burst into tears again. After what appeared an age, Max very quietly spoke.
"Do you mean that even though I have had my father's cock in my arse?"
"Yes Max, I mean it. The things we did in front of your dad I would love to do in private. I really do love you. Please don't hate me for being a faggot, I think I would die if you did."
Max took a few minutes to absorb that knowledge and then he smiled.
"Mmm, that sounds very thrilling. Will you do it in bed though, not with me tied down over a desk?"
Carl was almost bursting with pleasure.
"Oh yes, anything you want."
Then he leant in and kissed Max on the lips. One very happy boy smiled and then slid off back to dream land, his body and mind needing a little more healing time.
Max rang his dad who was at work and gushed.
"Oh Dad, Max has woken up and talked to me. He is ok with what I did to him and he's now sleeping naturally. He's going to be alright, can he come and live with us?"
Desmond was delighted to hear the news, he had been seriously worried about the boy.
"That is good news, Son, I'll have to get on to the family division to see what they say."
Carl went back and sat with Max again, holding his hand. When the doctor came in Carl told him.
"Press the call button when he wakes again and I will come and have a look at him."
When that happened, Max told the doctor how he felt.
"Carl doesn't think I'm dirty Doctor so I'm fine. Please can I go home with him now?"
The JAG attorney was called and took Max's statement, saw how he reacted to Carl and the lady lieutenant spoke to both boys.
"You are off the hook Carl, there will be no charges against you. Max, you will have to remain in the area in case we need you to testify against your father. We are going to suggest that Captain Withers be made responsible for you. That way we have all our main witnesses under one roof."
Both boys beamed at one another.
"Oh yes please," was Max's comment.
The court marshal and civil trial would be months away so the family division acceded to Captain Withers wishes and he and his wife were given custody of Max.
"We'll have to get the third bedroom ready for Max, Son, and collect all his things from his old house."
"Oh no Dad. Max says he wants to wake up with me cuddling him every morning because he feels safe with me."
The look said more than an hour of close interrogation would have.
"I'll talk to your mother, but that should be ok initially."
*********************************** "What are your feelings about homosexuality, Hun?"
Des's wife gave him an odd look.
"Where did that come from Des?"
"Well, Carl wants Max to sleep with him when he comes to live with us and I don't think it is purely platonic."
Marilyn Withers looked a little shocked initially but then her features relaxed and she replied.
"I guess if I was a boy and I was going to love another boy I can't think of a better choice than Max. Are you sure?"
"Just about 100%. Our son has very expressive eyes."
Then he laughed.
"This could be an interesting household for the next few months. If it works I guess we are going to have to try for an adoption. Donald will probably get 25 years in a criminal trial after the military have crucified him and Max will need a family.
**************************************** Lots of meetings to discuss Max's future and it took Desmond losing his temper to get the result he wanted.
"For Christ's sake, Max is a military child, he is used to the life. He also has two more years school that ought to be undisturbed if his chances of college are not to be ruined. My son is his best friend and their first semester together at school has shown that they could both expect good results during the next two years. Max wants to continue to live with us. My wife and I love him like a son. Now give me one good argument against us having custody of this boy."
A civil social worker sealed the issue.
"He should be fostered to a family of his own colour."
Case closed. The woman was suspended pending an investigation into her previous placing's and Des was given leave to apply for adoption.
*************************************** "Ok boys, come and sit down." The boys sat together looking between Marilyn and Desmond.
"Max, Marilyn and I have been given custody of you and been given leave to apply to adopt you. We are however not going to take up that offer."
Before he could continue, Carl stood up and almost shouted.
"But you have to, Dad, I'm not ever going to be parted from Max again."
Des smiled.
"Why is that, Son?"
Carl gulped, looked at Max and the tears appeared. Turning back to his father he spoke.
"Because I love him and I'm going to love him for the rest of my life."
"Ah, I see. What I was going to say before you interrupted was that I would hold off for six months for you both to be certain this is what you both want."
Carl looked at Max and took his hand before facing his father again.
"We are certain now, you don't need to wait six months."
Des looked at Max who nodded his agreement.
Grinning like an idiot, Des said, with a big sigh, "Oh well, ok, I'll start the paperwork tomorrow."
A millisecond later, Des was buried beneath two boys hugging him.