Tanner Doesnt Want a Sitter

WARNING! WARNING! WARNING! WARNING!

If you are under 18 years of age, offended by stories which depict sex between boys or live in a jurisdiction where just reading/possessing such materials is illegal, exit now.

This story is fiction; any resemblance to persons living or dead is pure coincidence, nothing more. Since this is fiction, SAFE SEX isn't required; however, in real life there are too many things out there to take that sort of chance.

Also, it should go without saying. This story is a FANTASY and does not CONDONE illegal acts. IT'S a FANTASY!

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TANNER DOESN'T WANT A SITTER -- Chapter 2

by jay wiley

As they finished their preparations for the Web cam show, both teens (Tanner and Austin) tingled with excitement.

Tanner was still a little scared about what would be happening to him. In spite of everything, there was still that lingering touch of "body shyness" in him. He tried not to think about the fact that very soon he would be forcibly stripped in front of a crowd of Internet viewers and then tortured physically and sexually while they watched.

Then there was the part where he would have to suck and be fucked. As scary as it was, he couldn't escape the fact that the thought of Austin being in total control for those two hours, was a thrill. He actually hoped the hot teen quarterback was rough on him.

Yes he did hope that. Though his biggest thrill was being the one in charge, he had taken what he read in some of the stories to heart. To become a true "master", he had to first experience things the other way.

Snaring Austin had been a tremendous thrill for the horny 14 year old. The thrill was lessened just a tiny bit by the fact that Austin got into it all so quickly. It was still a major excitement, however, and even though Austin did appear to be willing, he did show some resistance, which Tanner liked a lot.

As he watched Austin typing in the chat room, his thoughts turned to his older brother Eric. He would love to ensnare him in some way too. Unlike Austin, Tanner was positive Eric would not like it one bit, and would be super-embarrassed and humiliated if he actually "came" during situations like this.

Well, time would tell. For now he had Austin to work with.

And speaking of Austin.

Austin couldn't believe how excited everyone was in the chat room, waiting for the "show." Tanner had logged him into the room with the chat name "Football Captain." That, in itself seemed to spark interest.

Austin couldn't help himself from getting caught up in the excitement. Suggestions and requests came from everyone. Somehow the word seemed to be spreading since more users joined the chat. Austin noted that although most of the viewers seemed to be guys, there were clearly some girls as well.

Fortunately, he was able to type fast.

It didn't take long for people to start becoming impatient for the show to start.

Austin glanced over at Tanner and smiled when he noted that Tanner was dressed in his soccer uniform and appeared ready to go. He felt that familiar tingling under his balls when he saw the nervous look on Tanner's face.

"Yo Dude, you ready? I think they would like to see you on camera. I'm thinking you could do some stretches and shit. That will give me a chance to get dressed. I'll put on that ski mask thing and wear gym shorts, a jock and T-shirt to start."

Tanner nodded nervously.

Austin was about ready to switch on the WebCam when he received an "urgent" request for a private chat. His first inclination was to decline it, but decided to accept it. He read the incoming text, turned to Tanner and said, "Do you know someone named Daddy-O?"

Tanner's face reddened as he said, "Yea! Why?"

"Well, he's in chat, waiting to watch the show and said if that's truly you as the subject, he'll give you a lifetime membership on that' site. Another site too, if the guy doing' you is really hot."

"So how should I respond?"

Tanner swallowed really hard, thought for a moment and said, "Tell him okay. He should be super pleased. It will be me, and you are super hot."

Austin blushed as he typed in the response. The replay came back almost instantly. "Sounds good."

Tanner and Austin could have talked more, but the crowd was getting restless. So with that, Austin switched on the Webcam and began dressing as fast as he could.

The start of the show was a little rough. All of a sudden, the viewers saw Tanner sitting there in his soccer uniform staring at the camera. Austin watched the screen as he dressed in his "costume". He had forgotten to activate the microphone, and that took a minute to correct. He told Tanner to start again and was relieved when the urgent messages about sound stopped flying in.

Tanner's heart really started beating fast as he looked at the camera and started talking. It was definitely right out of the porn videos, but was much more exciting now.

Austin grinned as he watched and listened. He was surprised that Tanner had insisted on using his own name, and his brother's in their contrived little skit. He thought it was a little dangerous to do that but wasn't thinking right.. He had not even considered the fact that, he and Eric had strikingly similar body builds, and that with masks on and naked, it would be very difficult to tell them apart.

Tanner had thought about that very thing. Which was also why he insisted that Austin not speak during the show.

He stared into the camera and said, "Hi, umm, I'm Tanner, and I've been a bad boy. My older brother Eric is really mad cause I smeared his jock strap with some Icy Hot before his practice. Well that and some other shit. So now he says I have to be punished. You all are going to be able to watch. He's changing now, and I'm supposed to warm-up while we wait."

With that, Tanner started running through a series of stretching exercises. He was very nervous, and blushing as he stretched out. Though he couldn't see the monitor, he correctly guessed about the questions that were coming in.

Those who couldn't get the sound, were filled in by those chatters who could.

"Okay, don't panic you all, but I'm 14. Guess that makes me jail-bait' for a lot of you. Not to worry though, cause I am for real, and well, consensual', well, I want to be `consensual,' I guess, sort of.

Austin was just finishing dressing as he stared at the chat-room screen. It was running like a wall-street reporting screen. Though he had no prior experience with this stuff, two things were immediately clear.

First, there was a MAJOR interest in this type of stuff, and second, Tanner was a MAJOR tease and showman.

Every one was loving watching the hot little jock stretch and flex in his little soccer uniform.

Austin's own heart began pounding faster as he prepared himself for his "role" in the porn play.

And then it began.

"Oh, man, Eric, I'm sorry! Shit, I was just fucking with you!"

Austin entered the screen, masked as planned, he grabbed Tanner by the throat and slapped him across the face.

And so, the "Gay BDSM Passion Play" began.

Fortunately for the viewers, the cam had been set up with a wide enough angle, to capture all of the action, as well as the sound, and the lighting was good.

The fact that the masked older brother wasn't talking just seemed to add to the drama.

The excitement mounted as Austin forcibly stripped the scared young soccer player and then pushed him down on his knees, with his hands behind his head.

He kicked Tanner's knees further apart and teased his cock and balls with his toe. The teasing continued until Tanner's teen cock was sticking straight up in the air, and he was breathing hard.

By this time, Austin was beginning to sweat, so, to the delight of the crowd, he pulled off his T-shirt. He took a quick glance at the chat screen and smiled.

They were already loving seeing Tanner naked, and wanted to see some more of Austin's body. So when he stepped back in frame, he stripped down to just his jock and the ski mask before walking around behind Tanner.

Tanner was definitely a good actor, but he didn't need to be. His embarrassment and fear were suddenly all too real. Austin slapped him on the back of his head, then forced Tanner's face into the pouch of his jock as he whispered, "Go ahead you little shit, lick my jock good. Then I want you to pull it down with your teeth."

Though they couldn't see the comments on the screen, the viewers were going wild. They watched in total fascination as the young teen licked his older "brother's" jock, then struggled to pull it down with his teeth.

It was a genuine struggle. He tried to use his hands a few times, but Austin slapped them away. After several failed attempts, he was able to pull the waistband of Austin's jock out far enough to free his hard cock and jerk the jock down.

The viewers were now really worked up. Not only did the "older brother" have a beautiful muscular body, he also was very well hung and had a huge cock, which was predictably hard.

Tanner continued struggling, but was able to slide Austin's jock all the way down to his ankles.

At that point, Austin didn't need to look at the screen for suggestions; he just did what came naturally, well sort of naturally for the wavering "straight" jock.

He pulled Tanner's face into his groin.

Tanner looked up at Austin and implored, "Oh please no. Don't make me do this." It was a good acting job.

Austin smacked him on the head and waited.

Tanner stared at Austin's cock and balls for several moments, before opening his mouth and sticking out his tongue. He began licking Austin's sweaty balls and moved quickly to his huge hard shaft.

The odor of Austin's sweaty genitals was almost overpowering. Tanner's own balls tingled as he worked on Austin's equipment. He thought about the viewers and trembled slightly. Not only were they seeing him naked and boned, they were also watching him pleasure the older teen with his mouth.

The intensity of the scene increased even more when Austin pulled Tanner's face away, then proceeded to bend Tanner over a stool, facing the camera. He made a big production out of tying Tanner down so he couldn't move.

Positioned as he was, the viewers had a clear view of Tanner's face, but could also see his genitals hanging down.

Tanner threw in some dramatics. He cried out, "Eric, I'm sorry man. I'll do whatever you want, just don't use that belt on me. It's wicked."

Needless to say the crowd wanted to see the belt used on Tanner's little white ass. The look on Tanner's face when the first blow landed was one of shock and genuine fear, as were his pleas that followed.

Austin leaned down and whispered in his ear, "Dude, this is my reward. Take it like a man, and I just may lighten up a little, but squeal like a girl and I'll just do it harder. Oh and you look at the camera the whole time as you count them out."

Tanner shook with fright. It was one thing to fantasize about being on the receiving end of this stuff, but another when it became reality. Tanner did his best to receive his punishment. It hurt like hell, but he managed to maintain some semblance of control.

As blow after blow landed across his reddening little ass cheeks, he kept himself hard by imagining doing this same thing to his older brother Eric. That and much more. Eric was close to Austin, but wouldn't take such gay punishments well.

Meanwhile, Austin's thoughts were once again, all over the map. Every now and then, he thought what he was doing was wrong, but those thoughts vanished quickly.

Seeing Tanner tied down the way he was, hearing the sound of leather smashing into skin, and Tanner's gasps and moans was turning him on like never before.

The confusion occurred, when his thoughts suddenly shifted to him being in Tanner's position. Until this weekend, the thought of being naked and punished, in front of others had never entered his fantasies.

And yet, here he was totally turned on by the situation. What was even more confusing was that occasionally he envisioned, Eric in Tanner's position. Never had he ever had any unusual sexual thoughts about his best friend. Now, all of a sudden, he envisioned Eric thrashing about and cursing his head off about fags and shit as he was abused like this.

His balls tingled as he imagined Eric naked and tied up, being forcibly masturbated in front of others. Even more exciting was imagining it happening in front of Tanner and his friends.

The count was well over 50 when Tanner cried out, "Oh GOD Okay! I'm sorry! Please no more of the belt. Fuck me if you want, but no more with the belt!"

More than one viewer lost it as Austin dropped the belt, spit on his hand, lubed his cock as best he could and proceeded to mount Tanner.

Tanner tried his best to relax his little pleasure canal, but failed.

He gasped, and pulled violently at his bonds as Austin began slowly sliding inside his virgin ass.

Austin was so caught up in the moment that he ignored Tanner's impassioned pleas to go easy. He kept working his hard teen shaft, into Tanner's defiant hole.

It was tough going, but the tight feeling was just overwhelming.

By the time his pubes finally rested against Tanner's reddened cheeks, Austin was almost delirious with delight. He needed to cum in the worst sort of way and started thrusting in and out like a madman.

Tanner screamed as pain shot through his body. He cried like a little girl. He begged for it to stop, but Austin just kept pounding away.

Eventually, Tanner's pain subsided and became manageable as he felt something new. Mixed with the pain was this incredible other feeling, one of intense pleasure.

Austin's feeling was intense too. More so by the fact that he was having yet another wild fantasy vision. And this one was wild.

In it, he envisioned himself, AND Eric bent over some benches in the locker room. Both of them were naked and tied down and being abused by the members of the team. Their asses were spanked with sneakers and whipped with rolled towels. Then those who wanted to, took turns fucking both of them.

The vision became so intense that Austin could hold back no longer. He let out a loud shriek as he began pumping load after load of his hot teen spunk into Tanner's little ass.

Tanner reacted to the sensation almost immediately. He felt Austin's cock throbbing inside him and began shooting.

For the viewers, things could not have been any better. The framing was just a little off, Austin's head was cut-off, but that didn't matter since he was masked anyway.

By the sounds and gyrations, it was obvious that the "older brother" had just cum in his brother's ass. Even better was the fact that the lighting was good enough, and the camera focused enough, so that those who were watching closely got to see a clear shot of teen seed, erupt from Tanner's bouncing cock.

The finale had not gone exactly as Tanner had envisioned, but was spectacular, none-the-less.

It took awhile for Austin to recover from the intensity of the moment. Eventually his cock began to soften and he slipped out of Tanner's aching ass.

Tanner turned his head, looked at Austin and said, "Dude, untie me and I'll take care of the chat room."

The "play" was over.

Austin untied Tanner as quickly as he could and hurried to get dressed. He tossed Tanner his gym shorts and smiled as he watched Tanner use one hand to pull them on as he started typing in chat.

Tanner turned off the sound and chuckled, "Shit Man, my ass really hurts, inside and out. You really got me good. Guess I'll have to punish you for that."

Austin didn't know how to respond. His thoughts were a "mish-mosh" and the feelings of guilt and shame were coming and going.

All that aside, and in spite of what had just happened, his balls tingled yet again when Tanner repeated, "Yea Dude, you will be punished big time for that. But don't worry, you still got some rewards coming."

The last part of his comment caused his own drained balls to tingle. As he typed away in chat, he reflected on the way things were evolving and chuckled inside, "Strange how this stuff seems to work in real life."

Tanner was pleased with the results of their dirty little show. The guy on the net, "Daddy-O" had sent him the URL's, usernames and passwords for two heavy gay sites. He said they would renew automatically. Along with them, came a request for Tanner to do some private "shows" for him on the net.

The guy admitted he loved torturing boys like Tanner and when he couldn't do it in person, he liked doing it over the net. He complimented Tanner on his body and promised to make it all well worth Tanner's time.

Austin was surprised that Tanner was ignoring him for the moment. It didn't concern him all that much though, since he needed some time to relax and think.

Tanner waved Austin off with a comment, "Dude, I'm gonna chat for awhile. When I'm done, maybe we could order Chinese or something."

Austin nodded and headed for Eric' room. If Tanner was distracted, he'd use the time to get online and play some games.

Had he'd realized just how distracted Tanner was, he might have intervened and advised caution. Then again, maybe not. All this shit was so new to him that he might have gotten drawn in too.

As the minutes passed, Tanner became more confident in his ability to manipulate this guy. They went back and forth for quite some time. The guy continued complimenting Tanner on his looks and intelligence.

One thing led to another. Tanner was cautious at first, but couldn't resist the rewards offered by this guy. In the end, he didn't care that the guy was using him, as long as he got something out of it. So what if he liked teenaged boys. So did Tanner, so what the hell.

After quite a bit of give and take, Tanner and his mysterious older benefactor worked out a crazy deal.

At the heart of the deal was a series of private Web-cam shows. Well, semi-private, since the guy insisted that he could let others watch.

Tanner was to be the center of most of the shows. During them, he would be tortured and used sexually by another boy who could be no older than 17. Daddy-O would direct some ofthe action through a private, anonymous Messaging program.

"So I guess you'll really be getting off watching and hearing me suffer, huh?" Tanner had asked.

"Definitely. I'm an old perv, but a rich one who knows what he likes." Daddy-O had responded.

"Well, okay, I think I can handle it. "I'm pretty tough you know."

"Yes, I figured that out. You did squeal a lot though, but my guess is you'll do much better next time."

Tanner was actually extremely excited about the deal he made. All he had to do was be tortured while this guy watched a few times. In return he got a hell of a lot more.

To start with, they worked out a plan for shipping a package of sex toys to Tanner. Tanner was into Ebay and was buying and selling stuff all the time. His parents were impressed with his industriousness and didn't think twice about the packages coming and going.

Aside from the sex toy shipment, the guy would buy stuff off of Tanner on Ebay at, wild prices. Most would be baseball cards, which was how Tanner got into Ebay in the first place.

As soon as Daddy-O logged off, Tanner spent almost an hour picking out items on a gay BDSM sex toy site. As instructed, he saved them in a WISHLIST and sent the link to Daddy-O. The deal was the items would be shipped to him in a plain package as soon as possible. If Tanner failed to deliver his shows, then the guy would stop buying his stuff on Ebay, and would send no more "toys" or memberships.

At this point, Tanner was so into it, that there was no way he would back out. He wanted more and more!

With Daddy-O gone, Tanner chatted idly in the general chat area then logged off.

As befitting his age, he was once again, hungry and boned.

He and Austin ordered Chinese food delivered. For fun, he had Austin answer the door in just a jock strap with a boner. It was a risk, but worked out.

The delivery guy was a young college aged guy, and seemed to get a kick out of it. It was a college town, after all, so he'd probably seen a lot more than that.

As they ate, Tanner teased Austin about the delivery guy. Austin blushed as he admitted, "Well, at first, I was scared. The guy seemed cool with it though and gave me a good look, up and down."

"And he noticed you had a hard-on?" Tanner giggled.

"Yea, I'm pretty sure. He sort of gave me this weird wink, just before he left."

"So was he a Chinese guy or what?" Tanner inquired as he gobbled down more Kung-Pao chicken.

Austin shook his head, "No, just some college jock type."

Austin thought for a moment, then almost choked as he gasped, "OH FUCK! Shit, I think he recognized me! Damn! SHIT! He's on the college football team. They did a training camp for High School players this summer. He was one of the dudes running the quarterback group."

Tanner waited a few minutes, then helped Austin calm down by saying, "Hey, don't worry. What's he going to do? Probably nothing. If he does try and contact you after this, you gotta figure the dude's gay."

Austin's head was spinning once more as he considered that possibility. What Tanner said next, didn't help one bit.

"Not to worry though if he does contact you. Just let me know. If he wants to use your body, I'll work out a deal with him, so keep me informed."

Austin blushed even more as he considered that possibility.

They finished eating with a flurry of typical teenaged boy "give-and-take" chatter.

As they cleaned up, Tanner smiled at Austin and announced, "Okay Slave Boy, here's the deal now. I'm going to go just a little easy on you for the rest of this long weekend. There will be some punishment for what you did to me, but not too much."

The first thing is that you'll have to cum 10 more times before Monday night when the parents and Eric get home. You'll let me know each time you're ready, and I'll tell you how and where I want you to do it. Some of them will be challenging."

Austin's heart pounded and his cock hardened as he considered Tanner's latest words. He had questions, but held off, instead he just said, "Yes Sir!"

Tanner was pleased with the way things were going. Really pleased.

He let Austin return to Eric's room to play some video games. He needed time to think. The thought of Austin, sitting in his brother's room, wearing just the borrowed jock-strap, helped his "thinking" process.

Enslaving Austin had been a major coup. Now, however, he set his sights on bigger game.

As he sat at his computer, he thought about his older brother Eric. Austin and Eric had about the same physical build. The two were also extremely close as friends. Suddenly occurred to Tanner that, that closeness might just be his best way of going after Eric.

Sure he had that video of a "masked" Austin, acting like Eric. But this latest inspiration might work even better.

He remembered how enamored Eric seemed with that "Young Guns" movie, and Billy the Kid's focus on the importance of "Pals" as he called them.

The more he thought about his evolving plan, the more he liked it.

He had no misconception about his older brother's sexuality. Eric was as straight as they came. He hated "fags", and was very vocal about it.

He was also more than vocal about something else.

Tanner recalled an incident, a few months earlier when he and his best friend Dillon were caught shoplifting at a small local store.

The owner was cool about it. He gave the boys 24 hours to "fess" up and admit which one of them thought it up. Otherwise he would call both of their parents.

It was one of those rare moments when Tanner opened up to his older brother.

He told Eric about what had happened, and that he was planning to tell the owner that it was all Dillon's idea, because he figured Dillon's parents would go easier on him.

What stuck in Tanner's mind was Eric's reaction. He went crazy. He slapped Tanner around and punched him. Then he said sharply, "Look you little shit. Dillon is your best friend, and friends don't rat each other out! PERIOD! And best friends protect each other! No matter what!"

The next day, though, Tanner returned to the store with mixed feelings. In spite of Eric's preaching, his intent was to weasel out of it, by saying it was Dillon's idea.

To his surprise, Dillon had gotten there first and said it had been all his own idea. Tanner got off the hook entirely, but Dillon's parents' lowered the boom, "big-time" on poor Dillon. There was a nasty spanking, and loss of privileges for three months.

Tanner may have been a little shit as his brother said, but Dillon was his best friend. To his credit, he felt guilty about what had happened, and promised himself he would make it all up to Dillon.

It was at that reflective moment that the BIG INSPIRATION hit him. Austin and Eric were total best friends. Eric would do anything to protect Austin.

In the context of current events, as the star high school quarterback, Austin was in the limelight a lot. Being branded as a pervert who "molested" a younger boy would destroy him.

Eric, as his best friend, would do anything to keep that from happening. And that "anything" just might mean giving in to some nasty "stuff."

The more Tanner thought about it, the more convinced he was that his new plan would work.

The remainder of the weekend passed without much new happening. Austin was ordered to be naked most of the time and sucked Tanner on demand, which was a lot. And he completed his assignment to cum ten more times by jacking off as Tanner watched.

It was on the last day that Tanner lowered the boom on poor Austin to the point he was almost in tears. This whole thing was going from bad to worse.

"Look man, you already promised that you wouldn't show that video to your parents and get me in real trouble!" Austin pleaded.

"And I won't. But remember the other part of the deal was that I would show it to them if you ever tried to back-out or not do what I said. And this is what I want you to do." Tanner said firmly.

Never had Austin imagined something like this. In a way he would be betraying a friend, his best friend and he felt sick about it.

Tanner had demanded that soon after his brother Eric returned, Austin was to "fess up" to Eric about the deal Tanner had forced him into. He would admit to being stupid making those first couple of childish bets, but thought he could trust Tanner, and it seemed like just a dare like thing at first.

He'd admit to being committed to this slave thing and could even let Eric know that his younger brother was gay, and worse, was a sadist. And that he had forced Austin to do a bunch of gay stuff over the weekend.

The big thing though was that Tanner was demanding that Eric become part of the picture and be his slave too. Otherwise, Tanner would turn Austin in, and that would be the end of things for him.

Austin was devastated by the whole thing. He waited several days before finally talking to Eric about what had happened, and what Tanner was demanding.

To say that Eric was shocked and pissed would be an understatement. They went round and round with Eric swearing he would beat the shit out of his younger brother.

Austin kept apologizing over and over again. Eric snapped at his friend for a while, then seeing how disturbed Austin was, started to calm down.

"All right, listen, yea you were really stupid. I mean seriously. Just tell me one thing though. You're not gay are you?" Eric asked.

Austin trembled as he shook his head and said, "Not really. I like girls and all, but I'll admit, I did get, um, you know worked up a lot."

Eric laughed and tried to console Austin as best he could. "That's okay, I guess I understand. Shit man, I still can't believe you jerked off in that rest room like that, and by the train tracks. I mean Shit!"

Austin blushed. "Yea, damn I was sort of super horny."

After that Eric blustered on for a while about how mad he was at Tanner. He had sort of suspected his little brother was a fag and knew he was definitely sneaky and sadistic.

After some more intense discussion, during which Austin volunteered to take his chances with Tanner, Eric patted his friend on the shoulder and said, "Okay, look, like it or not, here's what I think we need to do."

"You and I have been best friends for years and you know I'd do anything for you, and vice versa. Well I guess this is one of those times. I may not have known about Tanner being gay for sure, but I do know him well enough. If he said he'd turn-you in, he will. And he's just smart enough to have put copies of that video in enough places to ensure it's safe."

"The other thing about Tanner is that he is no chicken. He's got guts. I doubt he'd ever give in, no matter how many times I beat the shit out of him. So as much as this pisses me off, we'll just do what he wants. Hell, if you can handle it, then so can I. The main thing is that he can't go spreading this around."

Austin was near tears as he said, "Man, are you sure. If you go along with it, you'll have to do all kinds of gay shit for quite some time."

"Well then I'll do it. With me involved, it just might take some of the pressure off of you. I have no doubt that little shit is just going to love making me do stuff like this."

It took some more convincing to get Austin to accept his offer. At last, Eric concluded their discussion with some final words.

"Okay, look! It's a done deal! Tanner gets what he wants as long as he doesn't get either of us in trouble. My guess is, he'll know a good thing when he sees it, and not want to lose it."

"The next thing is, you got to stop apologizing! Yea, you screwed up big time and were nuts to do that bet thing, but that's behind us. Just forget about it."

"And, just tell me again that you still like girls. I mean we'd still be friends and all if you, er, didn't."

Austin knew how much Eric hated fags. He was afraid to admit how turned on he had actually been, but felt he was being honest when he admitted that he still liked girls, which he did.

"Yea, I still like them. Don't worry about that."

Eric smiled a little nervously as they drove to a local pizza place. He thought for a few moments, then said, "Okay, the last thing is this. I'll tell Tanner he's got a deal. I'm sure that will excite the little shit. I promise I won't beat the shit out of him as much as I want to, and will become his, uh what do you call it?"

Austin swallowed hard and said, "Well, slave. Or as he calls it a sex and torture slave."

Eric rolled his eyes and said, "Okay, ye, whatever!"

Somehow, they managed to shift their conversation to sports, pizza and chicks for the rest of the evening.

It was a nervous Eric who entered the house after Austin dropped him off. As expected, his parents weren't home yet. It was what they called their date night, which meant they usually drove into the city for dinner and a show.

As he climbed the stairs, he managed to resist the urge to kick open Tanner's door and beat the shit out of him.

He had made a commitment to his best friend and would honor it, no matter how disgusting the things he would be forced to do were.

Eric could be considered to be somewhat of a classic dumb jock, but he was smart enough to figure out the types of things that were ahead of him.

He had joked about the stuff that fags did with each other, but had no real comprehension or first hand knowledge. Up until a few hours earlier, he would never have imagined, in his wildest dreams, that he would be doing "fag" stuff.

The thought of it was humiliating, embarrassing, and totally repulsive.

If there was one glimmer of warm feeling within him, it was the fact that he would be sacrificing himself for a friend. It was that glimmer that made him feel good inside, and ultimately helped him overcome his rage.

As he approached Tanner's door, a version of an old Bible passage from his religious phase echoed through his mind, "Greater love hath no man than laying down his own life for a friend," or something like it.

He wasn't going to be killed, but it sure felt like it.

In spite of the rush of sentimentality, he couldn't resist kicking Tanner's bedroom door open and stomping in.

Tanner was sitting at his computer and threw up his arms when Eric burst into his room. He expected Eric to start pounding on him at any moment.

The two brothers stared at each other for several minutes. At last Eric broke the silence.

"Okay look, you GOD DAMN sneaky weasel. I should beat you to a pulp right now. You FUCKING deserve it. But I won't, because Austin is my best friend and I don't want his life ruined. So you got want you wanted! Like Austin, I'll be your fag slave. I'll do whatever you say, no matter how sick it is, as long you don't get Austin into trouble."

"If you do, then I guarantee I will beat you to more than a pulp, even if I get sent to jail for it. And you have to guarantee that whatever video stuff you have is totally safe."

It took a few moments for Tanner to recover from his initial shock. He had seen Eric pissed before, but never like this. His mind began clicking and he regained his composure as a mischievous look crossed his face.

"Well okay then. I guess Austin talked to you. Cool. Not to worry big brother, I'll live up to my end. Neither one of you will get into trouble, as long as you both do whatever I say from this moment on. Got it?"

Eric glared back at Tanner and said sharply, "Yea I got it! Man Tanner I can't believe you are this sick. Well maybe I can."

Tanner snapped back, "It doesn't matter how sick I am, what matters is that you will obey me. No matter what!"

"Yea, I fucking got it you little fag perv!"

Tanner smiled as he said, "Okay, so we'll start right now. You go to your room, strip down to just your briefs, nothing else, stand in the middle of your room, with your hands behind your head and wait for me."

Eric was a little surprised that "stuff" would happen this quickly. He managed to suppress his desire to spit out a smart comment, and settled on stomping out of the room in a huff.

His heart pounded and his stomach churned as he followed Tanner's instructions.

As he took his position in the center of his room, he was practically overwhelmed with a torrent of feelings.

Tanner would be there shortly. The little fag would make him do God knew what and he would have to do it, no matter how disgusting. He had never felt so humiliated in his entire life.

Eric had no way of knowing exactly how Austin had felt when Tanner started in with him. He assumed that Austin had similar feelings of revulsion and humiliation.

Austin had those feelings at first, but they were fleeting. As were the feelings of shame and guilt that were replaced by an intense excitement as things progressed.

The odd thing for Eric, who was as straight as they come, was that he too had a sense of excitement, an excitement that emanated from a feeling that he was sacrificing himself for his best friend.

Tanner's cock completed it's rise as he entered his brother's room.

Seeing Eric, standing as directed, clad only in his tight white briefs, with his hands behind his head was beyond his wildest dreams.

What made this whole thing even more exciting, was the fact that he knew Eric just hated doing this.

Eric's face reddened from anger and embarrassment as he watched his younger brother circle him like a hungry wolf.

Tanner took in every inch of his older brother's muscular 17 year old body. It really was a carbon copy of Austin's. They had the same well- developed biceps, chest and six-pack abs.

He ran his hands over Eric's body. He kneaded his muscles, pinched his nipples and ass, and patted the front of his briefs.

If there was one disappointment, it was the fact that Eric didn't bone up the way Austin had. Still, there was a sizable bulge in the front of his bright white briefs, and time would tell.

Eric felt a burning sensation on his face as Tanner felt him all over. Though he knew it was coming, he jerked with a start, when Tanner grabbed hold of his briefs, and yanked them down to his ankles.

Tanner was pleased to note that as soon as Eric's briefs were at his ankles, he stepped out of them, without being coached.

Tanner's breathing sped up as he finally had the opportunity to see Eric totally naked.

He took a close look at Eric's groin. He had a heavier patch of pubic hairs than Austin did and similar sized low hanging balls. To Tanner's delight, his brother's penis was large. Not quite as large as Austin's but close, and it was definitely thicker.

Tanner couldn't wait to see what it looked like erect, so he started stroking it.

Eric gasped, "Shit Tanner! Damn! Do you have to do this shit? I'm your brother!"

Tanner loved the feeling of power he now had over his previously invulnerable big brother.

"Yea, a deal's a deal. Now you know I'm gay, so what. It doesn't help you, so make it easier on yourself and enjoy."

Eric managed to keep his hands behind his head as he snapped back, "Don't think you'll turn me into a dirty fag little brother. It's not gonna happen. I'm just doing this shit to protect my pal."

Tanner laughed as he continued stroking Eric's cock, which had started to harden, "Well time will tell. Just remember, you do whatever I say. We'll get to the basic rules as soon as I see you totally boned."

Eric's feelings kept shifting between, rage, embarrassment and, well pride (from sacrificing for his friend), as his cock rose.

Tanner waited until Eric was fully erect before moving on.

If there was one concept he had embraced from all the stories he had read, it was the importance of establishing his dominant status quickly. Eric was a "not-so-willing" slave, so he needed to get him used to total obedience as quickly as possible.

His first "challenge" was a variation of a story he had read.

He ordered Eric to stand, facing his bedroom window, the one that overlooked a side street. Then he opened the drapes. Standing as he was, totally naked, with a full erection, and close to the window, anyone passing by on the sidewalk or in a car, who looked up would get a clear view of him.

Eric did as instructed but snapped at Tanner, "Shit Tanner. Fuck this man! Damn, you'll get us both in trouble. If anyone looks up they'll see me like this."

Tanner laughed, "Oh yea, I'm sure of that. They might even see that you have a big boner. So the plan is this, you stay like that, facing the street with your hands behind your head until you answer all of my questions honestly. If I think you're lying at any point, you'll stand there longer. Remember our deal!"

Eric's face flushed. He looked down at the street. Damn anyone looking up would see him.

"Okay, okay! Yea I know! Ask your fucking questions already!"

The questions were predictably sexually focused. Eric struggled with his answers, but forced himself to be honest. Anything to get out of that window before being spotted.

"How often do you jack off?"

"Uh, I don't know, maybe 3 or 4 times a day?

"Where do you jack off?"

"Usually on my bed. Sometimes in the shower. Sometimes outside, if I'm super horny."

"Do you like jacking off outside?

MAJOR BLUSH!

"Uh, yea, Okay, yea, I do. Feels good."

"Have you ever gotten a blow job?"

A car passed by on the street, but no one looked up.

"Sure. Girls love my dick, you sick shit!"

"Ever cum in their mouth?"

"No. None of them will let me."

"FUCK TANNER! More cars are passing by!"

"Has a guy ever felt your cock or sucked it?"

"SHIT NO!"

Tanner smiled as he saw the sweat running down Eric's sides. As scared as his older brother was, he was encouraged by the fact that it appeared once he was aroused; he tended to stay that way.

It was a significant conclusion on Tanner's part, one that would help him cement his control over Eric.

In Eric's case, once he became fully erect, he stayed that way until he came, one way or another. It was one of the reason's he masturbated so frequently.

Sure he got lots of pleasure out of it, but it was also like a curse.

In school he would bone up for no reason at all and stay boned until he was able to get to the bathroom, sit in a stall and do a high speed jack off.

Worse were the times at football practice or games. Boys being boys, there was always plenty of "jock talk" about hot chicks and alleged conquests. That chatter frequently triggered a "boner event", which plagued him till it could be "relieved", usually in a locker room toilet.

If there was one fear that Eric had, it was letting another guy see him with a hard-on. Joke all he did about circle jerks, he had never experienced one, and had no desire to.

And now, here he was with a full erection, standing in front of an open window, with his brother beside him.

Tanner did know that, if someone outside took this the wrong way, and reported what they saw, the whole scheme could collapse.

"Okay Eric. You got the picture, now come with me, back to my room."

Eric followed Tanner down the hall. It was weird walking through the house like this, naked and boned, but not weird enough to make him lose his erection.

As they entered Tanner's room, his eyes widened as he took in the scene.

A bunch of "items" were spread out on the floor. Though he didn't recognize most of them, he concluded they were all sex toys of some sort. The dildo's were recognizable enough, as were some vibrators, whips, handcuffs and leather restraints. The rest were a mystery, as was the way Tanner had acquired them. Then again, his little brother was very resourceful.

Tanner had Eric kneel on the floor, in their midst of the toys, with his hands behind his head.

Eric's face was red as a beet as he looked at all the "toys." As revolted and scared as he was, he remained hard. He wished he could sneak out to relieve himself. That would keep Tanner from jumping to false conclusions.

Tanner let Eric take it all in for a while as he fiddled with his laptop. He made no secret of the fact that he was setting up a Web-cam.

He wasn't planning to use the Web-cam, at the moment. He just wanted Eric to accept the fact that he could.

When he thought Eric was about to burst in anticipation, he finally spoke.

"Okay Eric, I see you've been checking out all my toys. That's cool cause you'll be introduced to them all very soon. Right now I want you to look at two of them closely. They're those clear plastic things, with little locks and stuff."

Eric looked at them. They looked sort of like limp plastic cocks.

The dumb jock factor entered the picture at that point.

Tanner let him think for a bit, then chuckled, "Okay, those are called chastity devices. They get locked on a guy's cock and balls, and will keep him from getting an erection and cumming. Notice I got two of them. One for you, and one for Austin. Once they are locked on, it's pretty much impossible to get them off without a key. You and Austin will be wearing them 24/7 from now on."

It took a couple of minutes for it to sink in before Eric understood.

"Shit man! What about football practice and games? Come on Tanner! FUCK! We shower afterwards! No way someone won't notice!"

Tanner grinned some more as he reveled in the moment. Eric had clearly resigned himself to the situation and was begging. Sure he could just ignore those pleas. He could make the two older jocks do whatever he wanted, but it would be more fun to provide some incentive in the form of a challenge. As with Austin, he was making things up as he went along.

"Well, okay. You are my brother and all, and I guess I can overlook most of your smart mouth and make a mini-deal with you about the chastity things for you and Austin. You interested?"

Eric nodded and said, "Yea, dude." Damn! This was so weird!

It took Tanner a few more minutes to formulate yet another plan. When he was done, his throbbing cock confirmed he was on the right track.

He tossed Eric his cell phone and said, "Okay Slave Boy, give Austin a call, and get him over here right now!"

He made the call with trembling hands.

When Austin answered he stammered, "Yo! Dude! Tanner, umm wants you here like right now! Yea, now!"

While he waited for Austin to reply, Tanner whispered in his ear.

"Hang on a sec bro, he's telling me something else." Eric said into the phone.

He listened to Tanner's instructions, crossed his eyes and then continued talking to Austin.

"Okay, Tanner says you gotta drive over here buck naked. No clothes in your car. Just you, your wallet and keys. He doesn't care where you leave your clothes."

Austin paused for a bit, then stammered back a quick "Okay" and hung up the phone.

Eric turned to Tanner and said, "Okay, I guess he's on his way. Now what?"

Tanner grinned and said, "Okies. So this is the deal. You guys have a game tomorrow. When we're done here tonight, both of you will be wearing the chastity things. You'll wear them during the game and through the weekend."

"What about the locker room? SHIT!" Eric pleaded.

Tanner laughed viciously, "Well, that will be your problem. I'm sure if you put your minds to it, you can change without anyone seeing the chastity things. Wear your jocks there, and they should cover things enough. Afterwards, just don't shower. You guys have done it before."

Eric nodded. It was not all that unusual. They could probably pull it off. However, that would work for the game. The upcoming week of practice would be another story.

Tanner read Eric's mind and said, "Okay, now if you want them off for the week during practice, that's okay, but there will be a price to pay. I'll make you a special deal. You pay the price, and I'll work things out to unlock the both of you for football practice each day. The devices will go back on, right afterwards though."

At the moment, Eric was focused on the difficulty of being seen in the locker room with the damn things on. Somehow he missed thinking about the fact that this plan meant that he and Austin would not be able to get erections at anytime outside of football practices.

"Okay, okay, I guess it's a deal. You lock the damn things on us, but unlock us for practice and I'll pay your stupid price for us both."

Tanner acknowledged the agreement and proceeded to gather up all of his new toys and place them in a box. "Daddy-O" had come through as promised. Now it would be his turn to return the favor with some special Web-cam shows that featured him as the "victim."

As he packed things up, he looked at Eric and said, "Guess you're wondering how I got this stuff. It's not important. Suffice it to say, I did. I'm putting most of this stuff away for now. Except for the chastity devices, which we'll need. Meanwhile, you go downstairs and wait for Austin. Bring him up here as soon as he arrives. And no jacking off!"

Tanner smiled some more as he watched Eric leave. He was getting a thrill out of the fact that Eric's cock showed no signs of softening and he would be greeting Austin naked and fully boned. Driving across town totally naked, would undoubtedly have Austin boned as well.

Tanner finished packing his toy box and slid it into his "secret" compartment inside his closet. It was behind a loose piece of drywall he had discovered by accident.

As he waited for Austin's arrival, he thought about the promised Web-cam show. "Daddy-O" had made it very clear that he had to be the torture victim and that the "torturer" could be no older than 17.

He thought about using Austin or Eric in that roll, but backed off. His cock did throb at the thought of being tortured by Austin as the guy watched, but he was unsure about Eric.

His slave thing with the two older teens was going so well that he started to think it would be a mistake to break the flow. Hell, he was also thinking that he would shift the reward thing away from what he had started.

Still, he did have some intense feelings about being on the receiving end. He was about to set it all aside when a name popped into his head. Dillon! His best friend. They had never done anything even remotely sexual. He valued Dillon's friendship so much, that he was scared to go there. Then again, there were some things that might have been signals from Dillon.

He did owe Dillon "big-time" for the shoplifting thing. They were best friends. Perhaps he could enlist Dillon in his schemes.

He would have thought more about it had he not heard the sound of a car pulling into the driveway. He rushed to the window, peeked through the blinds and grinned as he saw Austin climb out of his car and rush to the house.

As ordered, the high school jock was totally naked.

Meanwhile, downstairs, Eric opened the door and motioned Austin to hurry inside. With the door closed, the two jocks stared at each other for a moment, made note of the fact both were boned and started laughing.

"Shit man, I guess we are a lot alike. I mean look at us, we're both sporting major wood!" Austin said nervously.

Eric responded with equal nervousness, "Shit, it doesn't mean anything. I get like this all the time. You know how it is."

The bizarre conversation might have gone on had Tanner not yelled from upstairs, "HEY! Slave boys, up here NOW! Assume the position in my room!"

Austin saw a look of confusion on Eric's face and chuckled as they ran up the stairs, "Dude, jut do what I do. You'll catch on."

"The Position", in this case meant, on the knees with legs spread wide and hands behind the head.

Tanner watched as his brother followed Austin's lead and "assumed the position." Just seeing the two older teen jocks that way, naked and erect, almost made him cum in his shorts.

His mind was running wild as he tried to decide what to do next. There were so many possibilities. He couldn't wait to start using his older brother in every nasty way possible.

Unlike Austin who seemed to be getting into the stuff, Eric would hate just about every minute of it, which made it all the more appealing for Tanner.

Still, as that Wicked Witch in the Oz movie said, "These things needed to be handled delicately!"

He though some more, felt his balls tingle and just "went with the flow!"

"Okay, the deal has been made. Both of you are bound by it. You are best friends. Now it's time for that friendship to be confirmed!" he said in a deep voice.

Where this came from, no one knew, and as horned as Austin and Eric were, neither cared.

One of Tanner's other gifts was drama.

Moving quickly, he turned out the lights, lit some candles and launched into a totally made up dialogue about friendship and loyalty.

His instincts were RIGHT ON!

"The two of you must now consecrate your commitment to the promises you have made." Tanner announced.

The next 30 minutes were like a dream-come-true for Tanner. Eric and Austin followed his instructions as if in a trance.

In the candle light, which provided just enough illumination for Tanner's digital camcorder, the two senior jocks licked and sucked each other, and ultimately came in each other's mouths.

It wasn't Austin's first time, thanks to Tanner, but was Eric's first time tasting another boy's cock and cum.

Tanner enjoyed directing and watching. When the "shooting" was done, he managed to set aside his own desperate need to cum, long enough to get the chastity devices locked on Austin and Eric.

Sure he could have done more that night, but he decided not to push it. The chastity devices needed some time to "work." If his instincts were right, by the end of the weekend, both of them would be begging for release.

So it was, he let his two "slaves" go. Austin had a harrowing drive home, still naked with the chastity thing on. Eric returned to his room, put on a pair of gym shorts, climbed into bed, and pulled the covers over his head.

Like Austin, it turned into a night from hell. He tossed and turned all night as his cock struggled to harden inside the chastity device. He clawed at the damn thing and tried to pull it off repeatedly, but ended up backing off.

Not being able to get a comforting boner was sheer torture. Then there were the memories of the day's events that haunted him. He remembered it all too clearly. His most vivid, and horrifying memories were of those 30 minutes where Tanner had ordered him and Austin to engage in oral sex.

He could still smell Austin's pubes and taste his cock and cum. Tanner's taunts echoed in his mind, especially the one about needing to get used to the taste of cock, since he would be sucking a lot more.

Tears ran down his face and he felt like throwing up as wild images flew threw his head. Terrible images of him on his knees, sucking other players on the team, sucking Tanner and his friends, and total strangers in public places.

It was definitely a night of hell.

The night of hell was followed by a day of hell. Both boys struggled to get through their day of classes with their encased cocks.

They both managed to "hide" their devices as they changed in the locker room before Friday night's game. In spite of their distress, both played well. The game was won, and both managed to avoid showering afterwards.

The first real MAJOR CHALLENGE happened after the game. Austin and Eric had to cancel dates for that night and Saturday as well, mostly because of the infernal devices.

Saturday night was another hell night for both boys. They got fleeting periods of sleep, awakened frequently by their cocks striving to reach erection within their cages.

By Sunday evening, the two "here-to-fore" confident jocks were reduced to sniveling little boys.

Tanner was beside himself when Eric appeared in his room Sunday afternoon and started begging.

"Come on Tanner. You got us both. We'll be doing whatever you say anyway. Come on, what's the price to get these things off?"

Tanner let his older brother stew for a bit before he responded.

"Okay, I guess you've been pretty good. The thing is, you've gotta stop calling me names. No more `fag' shit. No more threats."

Eric swallowed hard and said, "Yea, Okay, I get it. Sorry this fucking shit is tough. I ain't no fag... Sorry... umm... shit, DAMIT Tanner, you know what I mean!"

Tanner did know.

He let Eric think a little longer, then said, "Okay, you guys are like total masturbation fiends it seems and can't last long without it. I can understand that. Now I'm a reasonable guy and willing to help you both out."

--- NO HE WASN'T ---

As intense as his need was to jack-off, Eric was more focused on how things would go in the locker room at football practice. He and Austin might be able to hide the chastity devices for a bit and leave without showering and changing, but some of the guys were almost sure to notice. Austin and Eric always showered after practice. The fact that, all of a sudden, both of them had a sudden attack of "shyness" would almost surely attract attention.

"So here's my deal," Tanner said with a wicked grin.

"I'll meet you guys outside the gym, just before practice each day. We'll find a private spot, and I'll take the devices off. You guys can go to practice and shower afterwards. But you'll meet me outside, immediately afterwards so I can put the chastity things back on."

Eric was so relieved about them not having to wear the things at practice, that he didn't consider the full ramifications of the situation. Of course Tanner had! He smiled as he envisioned the two over-sexed jocks struggling to avoid getting boned as they changed and showered.

"Okay, now about the price, well go get your car keys and tell Mom that you're taking me to the mall. She'll like that, you know a brother bonding thing, and promise her we won't stay out too late."

That bought Tanner just enough time to clear his thoughts and formulate a plan. It didn't take long to come up with one that was exciting as it was dangerous. He threw a few items in his backpack, a pair of handcuffs, a blindfold, tit clamps, leather collar, leash and a jockstrap.

He rummaged through his closet, pulled out a pair of black jeans and and a black vest that sort of matched and changed into them. They weren't leather, but sort of looked that way. As much as he wanted to get by with being bare-chested under the vest, he figured Mom wouldn't approve, so he wore a T-shirt under the vest.

Eric gave Tanner a weird look as he climbed into the car and said, "You dressed for Halloween?"

Tanner snapped, "Don't worry about it. Start driving and head towards the park by West Creek."

Once they were on their way, Eric's curiosity got the best of him. His stomach was in knots and his nervousness was increasing by the minute.

"Okay, so Tanner, I guess we're going to some place where I can `pay the price' for, you know, me and Austin getting unlocked at practice this week, right?"

Tanner giggled, "Yea, you got that right big brother. I promise you it won't be easy. Also, you definitely have to treat me with respect when we get there. I want to here plenty of `Yes sirs' out of you, and no smart-ass talk."

Eric swallowed hard and managed a simple, "Yes Sir." Tanner was starting to really scare him now.

If the truth were to be known, Tanner was scared too.

His plan was risky, maybe even stupid, but he wanted to go through with it. He just wished he had some real black leather stuff to wear, and he hoped he would find some "cooperative" guys where they were headed.

They rode in silence the rest of the way to the park.

Eric's first thought was that they were headed to that restroom that Austin had told him about, and was somewhat surprised when Tanner directed him to the other side of the park.

Their silence continued as they parked the car and started walking along one of the hiking/biking trails. It took about 15 minutes before Tanner saw what he was looking for.

Up ahead, on the other side of an overgrown old soccer field was a building. It was an equally old public restroom. Even at a distance, Tanner could see a bunch of guys hanging around outside. Most were dressed like bikers.

He had a moment of second thoughts as he went over his plan in his mind. It was so risky and depended heavily on that college dude, he and Austin had encountered being right about this place. Well that, and a major boldness on Tanner's part.

Anyway, the die was cast.

He pulled Eric behind some bushes and launched the next phase of his plan. Eric did bitch a little as he followed Tanner's instructions, which were humiliating enough. When he was done, he followed Tanner out of the bushes and down the path towards the restroom.

Both of their hearts were pounding and their stomachs churning as they approached the small group of guys, gathered outside the building.

Speaking of those guys, cigarette butts dropped from their mouths as the saw something as comical, as it was erotic.

Walking towards them was this young Dude, dressed in black. Trailing along behind him was another young Dude who was barely dressed at all. In fact, he wore only a jockstrap, leather collar and a blindfold. His hands were cuffed behind him and he was being led with a leash attached to his collar.

Several made muffled "Jailbait" comments, but none of them wanted to leave.

Wicked smiles crossed their faces when the pair stopped in front of them. The younger one looked at them, and inquired, "So okay, which one of you is the `head-mother-fucker' in charge here?"

The "younger one" was Tanner, doing his best to show he was tough.

The guys looked at each other with knowing smiles. Most of them had experiences with high school age boys, or younger, showing up, wanting to get a quick thrill. Almost all bolted, when things started getting down to business.

But none had ever experienced anything like this. The kid "in-charge" had a hot, muscular, nearly naked high school jock type in tow.

It took awhile for them to get over the initial shock, and the bizarre nature of the scene. At last, one of them stepped forward and said, "I guess I am, so what of it?"

Tanner was taken totally by surprise. The guy, dressed like a biker, was much younger than the rest. He had a chiseled, yet boyish face reminiscent of a Hitler youth.

He locked eyes with Tanner and after a moment said, "They call me `Sparks'. What do they call you kid?"

Tanner's first inclination was to snap back that he was no kid. But he thought better of it. That would prove he was a kid. Instead he glared right back and announced, "They call me `Shooter', for what it's worth."

That came out of nowhere, but Tanner thought it sounded good.

The mutual "staring" continued for what seemed like an eternity. Just when Tanner thought he was gonna be just totally laughed off, "Sparks" waved his hand at the others and said, "Okay `Shooter'! What brings you here? And who is that with you?"

The response set Tanner running in automatic mode.

He started by saying that the guy was his slave who had been bad and was brought here to be punished. He thought that would get them interested.

It did that for sure. All eyes now focused on Eric, standing there, blindfolded, handcuffed, and wearing just a jock. Better yet was the fact that he had a body to "die" for.

Sparks gave Eric a quick look then turned back to Tanner (aka. Shooter) and said, "So then, I guess that means you came here with the idea that we just might want to punish him for you? Is that right?"

Tanner perked up and tried his best to sound assertive. "Yea, that's right! Do a good job and I just might bring you another bad boy!"

Now Sparks, in spite of his boyish looks, was clearly the leader. He looked into Tanner's eyes and saw a lot of himself staring right back.

Some of the guys started trash talking about the two being punk kids out for a thrill. Sparks let them chatter for a bit, then silenced them with a wave of his hand.

"Okay Shooter. We just might be able to help you out with this. We've got a spot out back that we use for, fun and games. Just how hard should he be punished?"

Tanner looked around, then said, "Well pretty hard as long as there's, you know, nothing permanent, or marks that can be seen outside his clothing lines."

Sparks took a closer look at Eric. He circled him slowly, felt his muscles, rubbed his chest and stomach and kneaded his ass. As he did, his own cock swelled inside his pants.

He patted Eric's jock and glanced at Tanner, "So what's he got on a chastity device?"

Tanner smiled proudly, "Yea. I`ll take it off if you want. He'll probably bone up fast, even though he's straight. And he hates fags."

Sparks started pinching Eric's nipples as he asked, "Is that right boy? Do you hate fags?"

Eric was scared out of his mind. He was blindfolded and couldn't see what these guys looked like, but he could imagine. He didn't know how to respond, so he just stammered, "Uh, I'm not uh sure."

Sparks gave his nipples a hard pinch as he chuckled, "Well maybe we can help you make up your mind."

Although the guys were a little concerned about the age thing, they couldn't resist the temptation to use Eric's young, muscular body. Their excitement grew when Tanner pulled down the front of Eric's jock and removed the chastity device.

Murmurs of approval followed when they saw just how well developed and "equipped" the teenage jock was.

Sparks was impressed as he checked out Eric's teenage manhood. He ran his fingers through Eric's pubes, squeezed his cock and fondled his low hanging set of balls.

Eric's cheeks turned bright red. Being forced to do "stuff" by Tanner was bad enough, now here he was, about to be abused by a group of real pervs.

He realized that escape was not an option. There was obviously too many of them. His only hope was to just go along with things, no matter how disgusting.

Sparks continued fondling Eric's cock and balls and smiled when nature began taking it's course. If there was one thing that Sparks enjoyed, it was turning on a straight guy. By the way Eric was "huffing and puffing" and blushing, he could tell that the cocky young jock was embarrassed.

"Seems like you like being touched by another guy. Is that right? Does it turn you on straight boy?"

Eric didn't know what to say. His cock was betraying him and he was getting boned in front of all these strangers.

Sparks kept at it, until Eric was fully erect, then turned to Tanner and said, "Okay, I think we can definitely help you out."

He let go of Eric, stepped back and motioned for one of the guys to come over. He whispered some instructions in his ear.

After a moment of acknowledgement, the guy grabbed Eric, and marched him around behind the building, followed by the rest of the group.

Sparks stayed back with Tanner.

"Okay, now look Shooter, I can tell you are new to all this, so I'm going to help you out."

Tanner decided to be honest enough to admit he was just learning. Sparks assured him that the guys would just be warming Eric up, and not start anything too serious until he got back there.

Sparks had correctly discerned that Eric was Tanner's older brother. Tanner admitted it. He didn't explain how Eric had come into his control and Sparks didn't ask. The important thing was that Tanner assured him that Eric was an unwilling participant.

Their discuss turned to likes and dislikes. Dominants vs. submissives. Masters and slaves, and so on.

Sparks was actually quite impressed with the plucky youngster. At 14, the compact teen, seemed to know what he liked. Dominating other guys, torturing them and humiliating them, especially sexually, was what really turned him on. What's more was, he preferred doing it to older guys.

Tanner reminded him so much of himself when he was that age.

"Listen Dude, I'm going to give you my special email address so we can talk some more. Right now I think we should take care of business."

They exchanged email addresses and were about to join the others when Sparks, asked, "So I take it your brother is a virgin, when it comes to being fucked?"

Tanner laughed, "Oh yea. He's never been fucked before, and sucked his fist cock just a couple days ago. I made him suck his best friend. It was fun."

"Damn Shooter, you must have something heavy on him."

"Yea, I do. Not to worry though, even though he's straight he'll do whatever he's ordered to do." Tanner beamed proudly.

"Well, I believe you. I'm thinking that since this is his first, maybe you should have the honor of taking his cherry. I'm sure the guys would like to see that, if you don't mind them watching."

Tanner had a fleeting moment of shyness, then said, "Yea, okay, I'd like to be the one who fucks him for the first time. After that though, could all of you fuck him? You know like a gang bang? He'd hate that."

Sparks grinned, then said, "Yea, sure. I'll tell you the truth, I'd love the chance to shove my dick up his ass."

Sparks and Tanner smiled broadly when they joined the rest of the group. Tanner was pleased with what was happening.

The guys had removed Eric's jock and blindfold, but his hands were still cuffed behind his back. At the moment, the naked teen jock was on his knees licking a guy's boots. Judging by the bright red marks on his ass, he had needed a little extra convincing.

Sparks whispered to Tanner, "I know what they're doing. Just keep watching, you'll love it."

It took a little while for Tanner to understand what the deal was. Once he did, he did love it.

It was a twisted little game they were playing. The goal was for Eric to lick each of the guys' boots clean while staying totally boned. At any time he started to get soft, he had to run to this tree, and hump this patch of moss, until he was fully erect again.

Tanner almost came in his boxers as he watched the scene continue. He loved seeing his older brother, naked, with his hands cuffed behind his back, licking these guys' boots. Even more fun were the times when Eric's cock started to soften.

In a panic, he'd clamber to his feet, rush to the tree, and start rubbing his cock against the moss patch.

If it took too long, one of the guy's started lashing his ass with a tree branch.

Eric's feeling of humiliation doing the things at home, was nothing compared to what he was feeling now.

As he ran his cock up and down the moss patch, he glanced over at Tanner standing beside one of his tormenters. Both were smiling as they watched him.

Thankfully, he was able to get himself fully erect rather quickly this time and only received a few lashes across his burning butt.

Eric managed to complete his round of bootlicking without having to return to the tree. Like it or not, for some reason, once he became aware that his younger brother was watching his degradation, his cock just stayed hard.

The boot-licking round, was followed by a cock-sucking one.

Eric's nightmare continued as he was ordered to suck each guy in turn.

There were eight altogether, which meant Eric sucked eight different cocks, licked eight sets of balls and smelled eight different crotches.

While there were times when he thought he would throw up in disgust, he managed to keep sucking.

If there was one surprise, it was the fact that none of the guys shot a load in his mouth or on him.

Throughout it all, Eric remained hard. Uncharacteristically, he had softened a few times during the boot-licking thing. Once the cock-sucking started, however, he remained fully erect.

When the guys were done, Sparks turned to Tanner and inquired, "Okay, so what now? The guys could flog him if you want, maybe paddle his balls and stuff, it's up to you."

Tanner was mindful of the time. He didn't want to risk and trouble at home for returning to late so he said, "No, that's okay. Maybe next time. For now, how about we just do the gang-bang thing? Let everyone fuck him as hard as they can."

Sparks smiled and said, "Okay, he's your slave. We can do that, but you go first."

Tanner agreed. "Yea, sure okay, but, um, well..."

Sparks giggled, "Well What?"

Tanner blushed and said nervously, "Could you go second, and, well, you know get naked too?"

Sparks thought for a moment then laughed, "You want to see my body huh? Well, okay, but you have to be that way too when you fuck your brother."

Sparks was amused. He had no problem with the nakedness thing at all. In fact, if the truth were to be known, he had this unfulfilled fantasy that involved being "used" by a sadistic younger guy. No one knew that, except him, and he would never let any of the guys from the group know that. Knowing that young Tanner would apparently get excited by seeing him naked, turned him on.

The next hour was Eric's greatest nightmare.

It started when he was dragged before Sparks and Tanner. His handcuffs were removed and he was forced to his knees.

He listened in horror as Sparks explained what would happen next.

Eric's eyes watered and his cheeks reddened yet again as he listened to his fate.

He was to be bent over an old picnic table, held down, and fucked by everyone there, starting with his own little brother. Because this was a punishment thing, only the barest amount of lube was to be used. It was expected to hurt.

Eric knew that this moment would arrive and thought he was prepared for it. However, faced with the realization that he was actually about to have not one, but a bunch of cocks shoved up his hole, was another story.

To Tanner's total delight, Eric cried out, "Oh God, please no! Damn! I ain't no fag! Please."

He continued whining and begging as he was dragged to the table and bent over the end. Strong hands pulled his arms wide and held them down. His legs were spread wide and secured to the tabled legs with rope.

The next hour was sheer hell for Eric, but heaven for everyone else.

His screams became so loud, that in spite of their isolated location, he had to be gagged.

Fortunately for Eric, the only guy who didn't use a condom was Tanner. He mounted his older brother bareback, with just spit as lube, and fucked him as fast and hard as he could.

It was a miracle that the guys watching didn't cum before it was their turn to mount the hot teenaged jock.

It was one of the most energetic and erotic spectacles any had seen. Knowing that Tanner was the younger brother made it all the more exciting.

While Tanner may have been three years younger, he was developed enough for everything to be working.

Sparks was impressed as he watched Tanner plow into his brother. He rammed his cock in and out savagely and seemed to revel in every gasp and scream emanating from his older brother.

Then there was the rest of the "gang bang."

Tanner was like a wild cheerleader. As each guy "mounted" Eric in turn, he cheered them on. He added to Eric's total humiliation by kneeling beside the table and jacking him off.

As disgusted as he was, Eric couldn't subdue his own base sexual forces. He came twice during that hour, each time with a guy's cock stuck in his ass.

By the time the hour ended, and all had "relieved" themselves inside Eric's suffering ass, Eric was reduced to sobs and whimpers. The cum from all the condoms had been rubbed into his hair and all over his face.

He was left sobbing on the table, while Tanner concluded talking to Sparks, and the others packed up.

"I must admit, I'm impressed," Sparks said. "You seem to have a knack for this sort of thing. You're a natural. Stay in touch. I just might have something that will really interest you."

They exchanged a few more pleasantries, before Sparks and the rest rode off.

Tanner managed to get Eric back to their car and dressed. It wasn't easy. Eric was weak in the knees and almost delirious. Eventually he seemed to get hold of himself to the point he was able to drive.

The ride home was quiet, very quiet, until they were two blocks away from home, when Eric pulled over to the curb and parked.

He glared at Tanner and said, "Look, just how much more of that kind of stuff are you planning to do? Seriously!"

Tanner thought for a bit, then glared right back and said, "Trust me, there will be a lot. As I've read, I'm just beginning my sexual prime time, and doing this bondage, domination and torture stuff really turns me on. Don't worry though Eric, you'll get used to it. I noticed you did get boned pretty damn fast, and you came twice while those guys fucked you."

Eric wanted to forget about that part. Sure, Tanner had been jacking him at the time, but the scary truth was, he probably would have cum anyway. Apparently there was some truth to the tidbits he had heard about a guy's prostate. Mixed in with the pain had been moments of intense sexual pleasure. It was disgusting thinking about it, but there was no denying it.

Tanner let Eric think for a little while and continued, "Look, I don't really care that you don't like what's happening. The bottom line is, get over it. We have a deal. I'll live up to my side, as long as you do the same on yours. And, if you please me, there will be some rewards, like maybe some extra extended time without the chastity thing on and some free masturbation time."

Eric thought about what Tanner had said. As much as he wished there was someway to get out of this sick deal, he was certain that both he and Austin were stuck. The only thing he could do now was focus on pleasing Tanner.

"Well, okay, I know I'm stuck. Just understand I'm not into this gay shit at all. I'll do it because I have to, and that's it. Got it?" Eric said firmly.

Tanner nodded and smiled, "Yea, I got it!"

The fact that Eric didn't like doing this stuff, just made it that much more exciting.

There didn't seem to be anything else to say, so they headed home.

Football practices went pretty much as planned. Tanner me Eric and Austin before practice, to remove the chastity devices, and right afterwards to put them back on.

Tanner noted that both of them starting getting erect as soon as the devices were removed. He loved thinking about them at practice, running around with throbbing boners and having to shower that way.

What Tanner didn't know was that Eric and Austin had launched their own little scheme. As soon as practice was over, they undressed slowly and took turns sneaking into a toilet stall to jack off. As horned as they were, it didn't take long for both to relieve themselves.

It wasn't until the middle of the week that Tanner began getting suspicious. He had been meeting the two of them immediately after they exited the locker room and took them to this unused equipment room to put the devices back on.

He was surprised to see that neither one of them was boned. They told him it was thanks to some cold water in the shower.

There was also something else, as sexually charged as both of them were, they didn't seem to be minding having the devices on nearly as much as Tanner had expected.

He thought about it and decided a little spy mission was called for.

There were a number of freshmen boys who were like "wanna-be's". They either weren't good enough or big enough to play on the high school team, so they settled for helping out with various chores.

Tanner was their age, and was able to blend in with them on Thursday afternoon. He was in the locker room, helping to put away some equipment when the players came in from practice.

He had found a spot where he could observe Eric and Austin without being seen. He watched them start to change and followed Eric, into the bathroom silently.

He waited just long enough for Eric to get into a toilet stall, before he crept down the row. He was careful not to make a sound, and that his feet wouldn't be seen.

Eric was in the last stall. As Tanner inched close, he heard those tell-tale sounds of slapping skin. He was able to sneak a quick peak through a crack in the door, and confirmed his suspicion. Sure enough, there was Eric, jacking away without permission.

He resisted the impulse to bust him right then, but decided against it. Instead, he crept silently out of the bathroom and took up another observation spot.

Just a few minutes later, Eric emerged from the room, gave Austin a thumbs up sign and headed towards the shower with his towel wrapped around his waist.

Austin rushed to the bathroom right away.

As sneaky as Austin was, Tanner was able to discern that he had a hard-on under his towel before he entered the bathroom, But it was gone when he emerged a few minutes later.

Tanner left the locker room to wait for the two older boys at the agreed upon spot.

As he placed the chastity devices on both of them he suppressed the urge to confront them right away. He wanted to wait to come up with a suitable punishment for them both.

Austin was driving that day and dropped Tanner off at home. The two older teens had job interviews at a local movie theater complex, so Tanner had some "home alone" time.

Not surprisingly, Tanner's first order of business was to fire up his computer and strip naked.

His cock had already begun to rise as he scanned his email list. It shot to full erection when he noticed there was an email from "Daddy-O" and one from that "Sparks" guy.

Both of the emails got him totally worked up.

Daddy-O was pushing for a date and time for Tanner's next promised Web-cam show. He reminded Tanner that he was to be the subject of the show, the guy being tortured, and that the "torturer" be no older than 17, preferably Tanner's own age though.

Tanner blushed as he imagined himself being naked and exposed to a secret Internet audience. His balls tingled as he envisioned being bound and helpless, at the mercy of some cruel sadistic torturer. As much as being the torturer turned him on, he couldn't escape the fact that his balls tingled when thinking about the reverse.

His most immediate challenge, aside from deciding on a punishment for Eric and Austin, was finding someone to do the torturing on this upcoming show.

He ruled out Eric and Austin, for now. They were within that age range, but, he had decided to rule them out, at least for now.

He thought about that "Sparks" guy, but ruled him out for being too old.

So where to turn next?

Suddenly, he thought of his best friend Dillon. Though the two of them had done all kinds of stuff, they had never tried anything sexual.

As Tanner reflected on Dillon, it occurred to him that Dillon just might have similar interests. Were there some signs there?

Though like so many of his other friends, Dillon blustered and jabbered about girls being hot and shit. But, come to think of it, Dillon never showed any signs of acting on those words.

Then there were some other things that popped into his mind. He remembered some of the games they had played. They included "tie-up" games. Did he remember correctly? Had Dillon occasionally teased him about torture?

Rather than dwell on it, Tanner decided to act on his thoughts.

He sent a text to Dillon. Asked him to come over. Said it was important, heavy and deep.

To his delight, Dillon said he'd be right there.

Well, Dillon lived just down the block, so Tanner pulled on a pair of gym shorts. He left his shirt off, and made sure his boner was obvious beneath his shorts.

If he was on the right track with Dillon, he should know fairly quickly by the way he acted and by his eyes. Dillon had always been a very "easy read" for Tanner. His facial expressions and general demeanor revealed tons. He would never be very good at poker.

As expected, Dillon arrived within minutes. He dropped his bike in the back yard, thundered up the stairs and burst into Tanner's room.

The boys exchanged the "obligatory" teenaged boys greetings and got right into it.

"So what's up?" Dillon asked anxiously.

Tanner gave his best friend an odd look. Odd because he had never really looked at his friend before like this.

He had always thought of Dillon as a combination Geek and Clumsy Jock, probably more Geek.

As much as Dillon wanted to be a jock, it seemed the genes were working against him. He loved sports, soccer especially, but was not very good at it.

He followed along in Tanner's footsteps when Tanner started getting into lifting weights. While Tanner's muscles showed promising results, Dillon's did not.

That aside, he had a natural slender build with almost no baby fat. Tanner liked the muscle look on older guys, but also liked the way Dillon looked. There was just something about his freckled face, button nose, light hair, flat tummy and slender legs that excited Tanner.

And speaking of looking! Well, Dillon had been in Tanner's room for no more than two minutes before Tanner knew he was on the right track.

Dillon's eyes were all over him. He obviously liked seeing Tanner shirtless, and even better, couldn't pull his eyes away from Tanner's tented shorts.

Still it was a touchy moment.

Tanner considered what to do next. He could fiddle around, and try to probe with a variety of suggestive comments, but decided to take a direct and dangerous approach.

"Well, Dillon, you have to promise we'll still be friends after I tell you this, okay? It's serious!" Tanner said softly.

Dillon nodded and said, "Dude, okay. Friends for life, remember?"

Tanner smiled with just the right touch of nervousness, "Yea, I remember. So, okay, I'll just spit it out. Just don't freak on me."

Dillon promised and waited.

"Okay, well, there's no easy way to say this, but, okay, see I'm gay." Tanner said, with his best guilty expression.

Dillon's face went white as a sheet. His mouth dropped open and he looked like he was about to pass out.

For a moment, Tanner started to panic.

Then he got hold of himself when he saw the tears and Dillon's eyes and heard Dillon stammer, "Damn! Shit! Well, dang. I think I am too. I've been so scared to tell you. To tell anyone. Shit!"

As highly charged as the moment was, things didn't happen the way they would have in a movie. The two didn't suddenly embrace, start kissing and engaging in wild sex. Instead, they started chattering away!

It turned out, ever since the two of them had turned 13, they both had been having similar thoughts about each other, but both were scared to reveal them for fear of losing a friendship.

Eventually, their chatter got down to some specifics. To Tanner's delight, Dillon seemed excited about bondage stuff. Even better was that he was interested in torture too.

"Okay, so, here's the deal. I know it sounds crazy, but I need someone about my age to torture me for real on this private Web-cam show. This dude is giving me a shit load of stuff to do it. Oh and it has to be real, no faking it." Tanner explained.

It took a little while to get Dillon to understand and accept things. He was concerned about the Web-cam thing, but managed to get over it. Finally he said, "Okay, and you said it's supposed to be totally real. That means real torture then, right? You'll be tied up naked and all and I can do whatever I want to you, right?"

Tanner's cock hardened even more when he heard those questions.

"Yea, whatever you want. Hey come on, I have the tough part in all of this," Tanner teased.

"Well yea, I guess you do. Shit! Okay, I'll do it. So when is it?" Dillon asked.

Tanner thought about the family schedule and responded, "I think this Saturday night will work. No one else will be around for around 5 hours, so we can do it then."

Dillon was sure he could get out then. As protective as his parents were, they almost always had stuff happening on Saturday nights and didn't care how Dillon amused himself.

"Okay, damn this is so intense!" Dillon said. "You say I can do anything?"

Tanner chuckled, "Yea, as long as I don't end up in the emergency room. I'll be your slave for that whole time."

His response was a show of bravado. As excited and turned on as he was though, there was something in Dillon's eyes that was just a little unnerving.

As tempted, as both boys were to do some "experimenting" right there, it was not to be. Dillon had just a few minutes left before he was supposed to be back home and he didn't want to jeopardize the Saturday night thing.

They worked out the final details for Saturday and Dillon headed home. He had a lot to think about, most of which would be done with one hand on his cock.

With Dillon gone, Tanner turned back to his emails. The one from Sparks was very intriguing.

He started off by thanking Tanner for bringing his brother to the park earlier in the week and invited him to bring Eric back anytime he wanted for more "punishment."

It was after those first comments that things got a little confusing. Sparks made some comments about how much he thought the two of them had "connected" that night and how Tanner reminded him of how he was at that age.

He concluded by promising to help Tanner out in his "quest" to become a true "Master". In return he might one day ask Tanner for a special favor, one that no one else could know about.

Tanner sent off a quick reply, thanking Sparks in return and promising to stay in touch. His response was very polite and straightforward.

Little did he know that his parting "joke" fanned a flame inside Sparks that had been smoldering for a long time.

"Hey Dude, thanks again, and hey, maybe I could practice on you someday, to make sure I'm on the right track and all. LOL! Cya.

Tanner closed out his email page right after he sent his responses to Sparks and also Daddy-O.

He definitely needed some time to think.

He leaned back in his desk chair and rubbed his bare chest as he reflected on everything that was happening. There was so much going on.

"You really have been a sneaky little shit Tanner!" He thought to himself. "And you probably should be punished too!" He added as he pinched a nipple as hard as he could.

His thoughts turned momentarily to his upcoming session with Dillon on the Web-cam. Dillon was so new to this. He hoped Dillon could be nasty and torture him hard. Daddy-O seemed to want the real thing and would pay for it "big-time." So he hoped that worked out.

After that, he thought about Austin and Eric. They definitely needed to be punished. The question was how?

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As Tanner was contemplating all this, Austin and Eric were on their way back from their interviews. Both had been hired and would be starting soon as Ushers at the Theatre. It would just a few nights a week and some weekends, but it was some money.

As they drove home, not surprisingly, the subject of the deal with Tanner came up.

Eric spoke first.

"Man Austin, I don't know, I got this odd feeling that Tanner knows what we've been doing in the bathroom."

"Yea, I got a creepy feeling when he put this damn thing back on me. It was the way he smiled at me. He has a very scary smile." Austin said.

"Yea I know! I've been living with it for a long time. So do you think we should confess before he lowers the boom, just in case?" Eric asked.

"Maybe we should. Heck, it might help a little."

They were probably right in doing so. It helped a little, but not all that much.

When they arrived at Eric's house, they were both relieved, and scared that the parents were not yet home.

Tanner received their "confession" in his room. It was quite a turn-on for the horned 14 year old.

The two 17 year old jocks were contrite and made a full confession. They admitted to jacking off in the locker room bathroom and said they would accept whatever punishment Tanner decided on.

After some thought Tanner gave them a wicked smile before announcing, "Okay, you guys were smart telling me this, seeing as how I already knew about it. That's cool. It doesn't mean there will be no punishment however. In fact, your punishment will start right now."

"Both of you strip here and meet me in the family room. When I get there, both of you had better be in the proper position! Now do it!"

Tanner leaned back in his chair and watched as the two stripped. His cock throbbed as they pulled off all their clothes and rushed out of the room.

As soon as they were gone, he went to his closet, retrieved a leather belt and headed downstairs.

He was pleased to find Eric and Austin in the proper position, kneeling on the floor with their hands behind their heads and legs spread wide.

SHIT! He loved seeing them like that! Totally naked, with just the right amount of sweat on their solid bodies. The only thing that would have made it better would have been if they were boned, which, of course, was not possible now with the chastity devices locked on.

He let them quiver for a bit then announced, "Okay, I've decided on your punishment. To start, both of you will receive 25 hard lashes with the leather belt. You'll do it to each other, and they had better be hard!"

"After that, since you were both trying to be so sneaky, the chastity things will stay on both of you for a full two weeks. That includes football practices!"

"I read up on those devices and they can be on for extended periods of time. As you already know, you can piss through them and rinse in the shower. So no problem there. Cross me again and I'll double the time!"

Surprisingly, the full realization of Tanner's "sentence" didn't sink in until later that night.

Both boys took their ass whippings well. They whipped each other hard and were sort of proud of the bright red marks they bore following it.

Unbeknownst to the two older boys, Tanner shot a load into his shorts as he watched them lash each other's tight butts. For Tanner, it was probably a combination of things. Seeing two older boys naked was one element. Knowing they were doing this at his command was another. And hearing their gasps and cries of pain yet another.

It was well after Austin had left that the realization hit Eric. He was just stepping out of the shower and patting his chastity device dry when he remembered Tanner's words. "...the chastity things will stay on both of you for a full two weeks. That includes football practices!"

He dried off quickly, pulled on a pair of briefs and rushed to Tanner's room.

Tanner looked up from his computer as Eric burst into his room without knocking.

"SHIT! Dammit Tanner, you fucking little fag! You're nuts! Two weeks! No way!"

Tanner grinned as he continued playing his video game. It was a "shooter" hence the name he had given himself at the park.

"Dude, you guys deserved it. I warned you! And since you called me a fag again, you get something extra. Keep it up and the chastity things stay on both of you for another week!"

Tanner loved seeing his brother's cheeks turn bright red. He loved it even more when Eric got hold of himself, bit his tongue and said, "Okay, shit sorry."

He let Eric stew for just a little longer, then said, "Okay, No sweat. I know you can be an asshole. No harm no foul. I'll forget it totally if you do one thing. I'm playing my game now. You suck my cock and make me cum before I reach the top level and I'll forget about you bursting in here like you did."

Eric wanted to slap Tanner, but resisted the temptation. Instead, like a good slave boy, he knelt down, worked his way between Tanner legs, pulled down his shorts and proceeded to do his duty.

If there was one consolation, it was the fact that Tanner's cock didn't taste all that bad. Much better than the ones he had sucked on Sunday at the park.

So, lucky for Eric, he was good enough to make his younger brother cum well before that final level.

While Eric remained disgusted by it, Tanner was ecstatic. So far, one of the best things he had been experiencing was cumming in his big brother's mouth.

As soon as Eric was done, he sent him back to his room, with a reminder to stop mouthing off.

"So keep your damn mouth shut for these next two weeks. Remember!"

He smiled as he watched Eric leave. Damn he looked great in just his white briefs!

All in all, Tanner was pleased with himself.

He was getting ready to shut off his computer and go to bed when he got an "URGENT" text message from Dillon telling him to check his email.

When he did, he smiled when he saw the subject of Dillon's message, "TOP SECRET! EYES ONLY! SHRED AFTER READING!"

Dillon just love this "cloak and dagger" shit, he chuckled as he opened the email.

Any concerns he might have had about Dillon's willingness to participate in "things" vanished as he read the email.

DILLON'S "EYES ONLY EMAIL"

"Dude, If you are serious about what you said, here's what I came up with so far.

I think we can do this in your garage or family room. You have a wireless router, so it should work for the Web-cam thing.

I was thinking that you could be naked and be hanging by your wrists. I will whip you all over the place and then start doing the main tortures. I could run ice cubes all over you, especially on your cock and balls. Then I could start pulling out your armpit hairs and pubes with a tweezers, making you scream. LOL!!!!

Oh and then dang, I could squeeze your balls and maybe paddle them. That hurts a lot.

I got's some other bad ass ideas too! If we need them. Just let me know. I think that guy should be happy with this though.

DESTROY THIS AFTER READING!"

Tanner rubbed his cock through his shorts as he read the email again. Dillon was definitely into it. He rubbed a little faster as he thought about being Dillon's slave for a while. He'd let Dillon "have his way" with him whenever he wanted. That way, he'd learn just how it felt to be a slave. The deal would be, it couldn't interfere with his enslavement of Eric and Austin.

The more he thought about it, the harder he got. He was certain Dillon would go for it. Little did he know, his deal with Dillon would reap some other rewards.

Friday was a crazy day for all the boys.

Austin and Eric were totally beside themselves. The realization that the chastity devices would be on all the time for two weeks had sunk in. It was bad enough that they wouldn't be able to get boned or cum during that time. What was worse was the fact the devices would be on during football practice.

There would be no way they could get away with not showering after practice for that long. The other guys were sure to notice. They quickly abandoned all plans to find a way to remove the devices secretly. Tanner had explained there was a way he could tell that the devices were tampered with, so they didn't want to chance it.

After much discussion, they came up with a plan that was sort of workable. Each day after practice, the two would linger for some extra drills on the field. Once most of the guys were gone, they'd go to the locker room, change quickly into sweats, and go for a run. Everyone was sure to be gone by the time they returned, and they could shower quickly and then get out of there.

It was a decent plan and both were confident it would work.

That left the issue of cumming. For the moment, a solution to that problem eluded them. Both had assumed it would be impossible to cum without getting an erection. Had they been reading the stories Tanner was reading, they might have realized there was a way.

While Austin and Eric were discussing things throughout the school day, Tanner and Dillon were engaged in their own, on again, off again dialogue.

Dillon was wild with excitement and was starting to drive Tanner nuts. He couldn't stop talking about Saturday night. What was really surprising Tanner was that Dillon had come up with a longer list of things he had planned for Tanner. Some were quite nasty.

His surprise was due to the fact that Dillon's father had installed some very sophisticated monitoring software on all their home computers, including Dillon's laptop.

Dillon had no access to any of the story and porn sites that Tanner knew. Yet he had come up with a wild list of things to do to his first "slave boy."

Tanner thought he should be more scared than he was. However, he really wasn't all that worried. He wanted to experience that feeling of having absolutely no control over what was done to him, and to have no way out.

His brief experiences with Austin being in control and punishing him was a huge turn-on for Tanner. He couldn't stop watching that first video he had made, the one where he was naked, with his arms overhead, and being whipped by Austin. It made him cum every time he watched it.

Those feelings aside, Tanner had no doubt at all, that his preference was to be the one dishing it out. For now, this stuff with Dillon would serve as a nice diversion. He figured he needed one, to pass some of the time while Eric and Austin suffered through their cock imprisonments.

Somehow, the boys made it through school on Friday.

Friday night was a welcome diversion for Austin and Eric. They had an away football game. They lucked out there! It was a very rich school district and the locker room was really modern. There were individual shower stalls, with small changing areas outside each one, so the two teen jocks were able to change and shower without being seen.

Tanner and Dillon had a fun night. Dillon's parents took the boys to the mall, sprang for pizza and a movie, and gave them some free time to hang out there while they shopped.

Tanner had prepared himself for an uneventful night, as far as "stuff" was concerned. Dillon surprised him by talking about just about everything but their upcoming adventure.

It wasn't until they got settled in the back row of the movie theater and the lights went down, that he got the big surprise.

They were pretty much alone in the theater.

Dillon leaned a little closer and started talking softly.

"So Tanner, about this slave thing. You said you would be my slave for a while, right? And that once it started, you've have to do anything I said, right?"

Tanner's heart started to pound as he nodded, and said, "Yea, that's the way it will be. I won't be allowed to say no to anything. Well you know, except for something that will get me in big trouble, or get me killed or something."

Dillon smiled, "This is so cool. I can't believe you want to do this. This is really awesome. I can't wait to get started."

Tanner nodded again and said, "Yea, I guess neither can I. It's pretty exciting."

They sat in silence munching on their popcorn through the coming attractions.

It wasn't until after the movie itself had started, that things started to heat up. The two boys were wearing cargo shorts. Dillon's leg brushed again Tanner's and both felt a surge of excitement.

To Tanner's complete surprise, Dillon said, "So I'm thinking we might as well start tonight. You know right now with the slave thing. What do you think?"

It took less than a minute for Tanner to respond, "Yea, okay sure. From now on I'm your slave boy. Well at least for the next two weeks."

"Oh come on Tanner. How about we say a month. I'm new at this. Two weeks is barely enough time to get warmed up."

Tanner was starting to sweat and his cock was getting hard, really hard. "Why the hell am I getting this excited? I mean Shit!" Tanner thought, before saying, "Yea, okay."

Dillon's emerging assertiveness was awfully exciting. It was a side of his friend he had never seen before.

They continued watching the movie for a little while. Dillon had their SuperSize Popcorn Tub in his lap and kept digging around in it. It was sort of annoying, because he wasn't eating much of the popcorn, just digging around in the bottom.

After awhile, he set the tub in Tanner's lap and whispered, "Okay, it's time for some fun slave boy. Now you do just what I say!"

Tanner's heart sped up again as he waited for Dillon to say something else. When he did, his whole body tingled.

"Okay slave boy, I'll hold the tub in place, while you undo your shorts and slide them down to your ankles."

Tanner looked around nervously. No one was sitting anywhere close. Still, it was scary.

His face flushed as he followed Dillon's instructions. Sitting there, with his shorts at his ankles and his privates covered by just his boxers and the popcorn tub was having it's effect on the 14 year old.

His cock was fully erect within seconds, and pressing against the bottom of the popcorn tub.

Dillon smiled and asked, "So do you have a full bone now Tanner?"

Tanner nodded nervously as he kept looking around, "What do you think?" Tanner said smartly.

Dillon giggled, "I'm sure you do. Not to worry though cause so do I. Go ahead and see for yourself."

He reached over, grabbed Tanner's hand and pressed it to the front of his shorts.

Tanner squeezed the bulge and started breathing faster. They had been best friends since elementary school, but this was the first time he had ever felt Dillon's cock.

For being new to all this, Dillon definitely seemed to have a knack for things.

"Go ahead and slip your hand inside and give it a good feel. Being a slave boy, you'll be doing more than feeling it soon. You'll be tasting it."

Tanner did as he was told. He slid his hand inside Dillon's shorts and boxers, took hold of his hard cock and gave it an exploratory squeeze.

Dillon smiled and moaned as Tanner began sliding his hand up and down his shaft. He let it go on for a few strokes before telling Tanner to stop.

"Okay, that's enough of the freebie for you. Now take your hand out and slide your boxers down to your ankles too."

This was a major first for Tanner, and a wildly exciting one. His hands trembled as he slid his boxers all the way down.

By the time he was done, Tanner could hardly think straight. All sorts of wild thoughts rushed through his head. Without thinking, he turned to Dillon and asked, "So do you want them all the way off too?"

Dillon hadn't thought about that but jumped right on it.

"Yea sure! Good idea. Take them off and give them to me."

He moved the popcorn tub aside, long enough for Tanner to bend down, pull his shorts and boxers off and hand them to Dillon. Dillon tossed them on the seat beside him before putting the tub back on Tanner's lap.

It was time for his big surprise.

"Okay Tanner, now, feel the bottom of the popcorn tub. I made a hole in it with my thumb. Go ahead and stick your cock up through the hole."

Tanner almost came as he found the hole and worked his hard cock up through it and into the remaining pile of popcorn. He trembled slightly as he felt a burning sensation in his piss slit from the salt.

The next 30 minutes or so were exciting for both boys. They watched the movie with Dillon digging around inside the popcorn tub on Tanner's lap. Each time he put his hand inside the tub, Dillon felt around for Tanner's cock and gave it a bunch of strokes.

Thanks to Tanner's warnings, he stopped just before his overly-charged friend shot his load into the popcorn.

By the time they reached the climax of the movie, Tanner was eager to do the same. Dillon ignored Tanner's last warning and stroked him until Tanner's cock erupted in his hand. Glancing inside the tub, he saw a small white geyser erupt from the remaining popcorn pile. He kept stroking until he was sure Tanner's cream had all been forced out of him.

After that, to be on the safe side, he gave Tanner his shorts and boxers back. As they sat watching the very last part of the movie, Dillon insisted that Tanner finish off the popcorn.

He watched Tanner eating the popcorn and teased, "So I guess this is the first time you've had `Cum-corn' huh? How's it taste?"

Tanner shrugged and said, "Not too bad. A little salty maybe and just a little soggy. Whoever put the cum in it had a lot."

They giggled at that.

All in all, their little movie adventure worked out well. Tanner was genuinely surprised at how quickly Dillon was getting into this stuff and hoped it was a sign that there would be some more surprises.

Oddly enough, he had no strong desire to reverse roles with Dillon. In his case, for whatever reason, he wanted to be on the receiving end.

That was just fine, since Dillon wanted it that way, big-time! Unlike Tanner who had experimented with self bondage and torture for lack of a partner, Dillon had only fantasized about being the guy in charge, the one doing the torturing and giving out the orders. And if the truth were to be known, Tanner had been at the center of almost all of those fantasies. He had been too scared to try and act on them however, for fear of losing Tanner as his best friend.

As the boys exited the theater, they noticed an usher giving them an odd look. He was about Eric's age and looked like a jock. As they passed him and dropped their trash in the receptacle, the guy smiled and said, "Did you guys like the movie?"

They nodded and Dillon said, "Yea, it was okay I guess. Not as good as the first one though."

The guy smiled some more and chuckled, "And not as good as the show in the back row, right?"

They froze and turned white as ghosts.

There was no one else around, so the guy said, "Hey, don't worry. It's all cool. Just so you know though. There are some spots in these theaters where you can see right down on the back row seats from the projection booth. I was changing reels when I caught your act."

They still didn't know what to say or do. After a moment, the guy said, "Don't worry, I'm not saying anything to anyone. If you want, I can show you some, well, safe spots some time."

He gave them a worn piece of paper with his email on it. "Email me and let me know when you guys are coming next and I'll leave free passes for you. Who knows, maybe we can meet then and have some fun."

He winked at the two surprised boys and headed off.

Tanner tucked the paper in his pocket as the two scurried out of the theater. They headed to the food court to meet up Dillon's parents.

The ride home was a little bizarre. Dillon's mother was happy to see the boys together. Tanner was from a "good family" and would be a good influence on Dillon, who had a tendency to be too introverted.

As they pulled out of the mall lot, she turned to he backseat and asked, "So did you too enjoy the movie?"

Dillon responded quickly, "Yea, mom, it was good. Tanner especially liked the climax. It was intense, wasn't it Tanner."

Tanner could only manage a nervous nod as his face flushed. As soon as Dillon's mother turned around, he gave Dillon a sharp jab in the ribs. Dillon grunted a little, and whispered, "You'll pay for that."

The boys were dropped off in front of Tanner's house. It wasn't that late yet, and Dillon said he would walk home. It was just down the block so it was no problem.

As soon as his parents were gone, Dillon winked at Tanner and said, "Let's go in the back yard for a little bit slave boy."

Tanner followed Dillon around the house and into the back yard. It was getting dark and Tanner could see the light on in his parents' room. It was the only light on, besides the front porch one.

"So are your parents in for the night?" Dillon asked.

Tanner looked up at the bedroom window. He could tell by the glow that it was from the TV, which meant they were in bed and probably already drifting off to sleep.

"Yea, they'll be asleep soon," Tanner whispered.

"That's good. So Tanner, you got any rope around?"

Tanner felt the tingles again as he told Dillon there was some in the shed.

Yes, Dillon was getting into this totally. For about the last year, or so, Dillon had been dreamt up one fantasy after another about doing stuff to other boys. He had tried unsuccessfully several times to get his two cousins to play some "secret" games that would enable him to experiment. Sadly, neither showed any signs of being interested, but kept their mouths shut.

The thing he was doing with Tanner, at the moment, had come to him during a jack-off session about a month earlier.

He "ordered" Tanner to get some rope and meet him by one of the trees that faced the Fernald's house.

Acting in his new role as Dillon's slave, Tanner followed his orders. By the time he met Dillon at the tree, he was breathing hard in anticipation.

His breathing grew faster as he listened to Dillon's instructions and hurried to obey.

"Okay, remember, this was your idea to be my slave boy. So I want you to strip totally naked right now. Take everything off. Then bundle it all up and put it on your front porch, right under the light, and come back."

Dillon's cock was super hard as he watched Tanner strip. For the last year or so, he had few opportunities to see his best friend naked. There were some quick glances here and there, but nothing like this.

God, he loved seeing Tanner like this. There was something about his compact 14 year old athletic body that set Dillon off. And oh how cool it was to see Tanner's little patch of pubic hair.

Once he was naked, Tanner gathered up his clothes and tiptoed around the corner of the house. He had just stepped onto the front porch when his heart missed a beat.

He had forgotten about the motion sensor light. It flooded the front porch in bright white light.

Tanner managed to keep from panicking completely. Instead, he dropped his clothes on the porch, under the regular light and ran to the back yard. Thank goodness his parents rarely paid attention to that damn light flicking on. It happened all the time.

When he returned to the back yard, he could tell by the grin on Dillon's face that Dillon hadn't forgotten about that light.

"Dude, that was part of your fucking plan right? The motion light?" Tanner gasped.

"Oh yea. I've got more tricks up my sleeve to. Hopefully you won't like most of them."

Tanner was sort of hoping that he wouldn't like any of them. That was, after all a major part of the thrill.

As Dillon proceeded to tie him to a tree his heart really pounded and his cock began to rise. He wondered if this was how Austin felt when doing this stuff. He was certain he did, based upon his reaction. Eric was another story though. He didn't like it, which made it that much more exciting for Tanner.

Tanner set those thoughts aside and focused on the current event.

Dillon had made him stand with his back against the tree. His arms were tied behind it, with his ankles and knees tied off as well.

When he was done, he stepped back and explained the rest of his dastardly scheme to Tanner.

"Okay slave boy, here's the plan. In just a bit, I'm going home. I've made the ropes pretty tight, but with some work, you should be able to free yourself eventually. I'll give you a couple hours to try. If I don't get a text message from you before then, I'll sneak out of the house and come back and free you. Of course you'll have to pay for that."

"Oh and I wouldn't wait too long to try and get loose. You're cell phone is in your shorts on the front porch, and I know you keep the volume up high most of the time. I wondered if your parents could hear it ringing out there."

As if that part of Dillon's scheme wasn't wild enough, just before he left, he added to Tanner's dilemma.

It seemed he had a couple of chocolate bars in his cargo shorts pockets that they hadn't eaten at the theater. They had gotten mushy and Dillon took advantage of that.

He unwrapped them both and smeared them on Tanner's body. Some went on his nipples, some in his armpits and navel. Some more on the inside of his thighs, but most went on his cock and balls and in his pubes.

When he was done, he grinned at Tanner and said, "You know, I noticed that Marcus is out in the Fernald's back yard. I know he was a way of getting out but I think I'll give him a little help tonight. You could use the company."

Marcus was the neighbor's overly-friendly black Labrador retriever. He got out all the time and roamed the neighborhood.

Tanner cringed when he heard the sound of a fence gate opening. He heard Dillon talking softly, "Yea, good boy Marcus! What a good boy! Smell this, yea, that's chocolate. Want some more? Good boy."

And then Dillon was gone.

Tanner immediately started working on his bonds. They were tight, but he was confident he could work them loose. Based upon his "self-bondage" experiences, though, if the knots were good, it would take a lot of work and plenty of straining.

The second part of Dillon's nasty scheme was obvious. Marcus was out on the prowl and it would be only a matter of time before he found Tanner.

Tanner tried every trick he knew to loosen the ropes wrapped around his wrists. After just fifteen minutes, his muscles were aching and sweat was running down his face.

He had just started to make some progress when he saw a black form moving towards him through the shadows.

He breathed a momentary sigh of relief when he saw it was Marcus. That changed as Marcus loped over and immediately began licking his thighs.

Tanner whispered, "Nice Marcus, nice doggie, you go play now, okay."

Well, Marcus was not interested in play right now, what he was interested in, was that chocolate which was smeared all over Tanner's naked body.

Tanner tried coaxing Marcus away, but it was a hopeless battle. The dog was excited and methodical when it came to cleaning the chocolate off of Tanner.

It was a shame Dillon couldn't have seen it. The scene was as erotic as it was hilarious. Some of the spots that Marcus licked tickled like hell. Tanner had to work hard to keep from laughing out loud. Others were a downright turn-on.

Marcus focused on Tanner's legs first, then moved to his pubes. By the time he had finished cleaning Tanner's little pubic patch and moved to his genitals, Tanner was ready to explode, which he did, shortly after Marcus began licking his balls clean.

As soon as he recovered, from his doggie induced orgasm, Tanner turned back to his main challenge. He worked at the knots around his wrists. Marcus remained beside him and "helped out."

With the chocolate all gone, he turned to licking the sweat off of Tanner's glistening body.

What seemed like an eternity passed before Tanner finally was able to free his hands. He bent over quickly, and untied his knees. Marcus seemed to sense Tanner's relief and started jumping around enthusiastically.

It was that "enthusiasm" that caused Tanner's next dilemma.

With his ankles still tied around the tree, Tanner felt to his knees. His first thought was to flip over on his back, situp, and untie his ankles.

But he couldn't flip over, so he struggled to get up on his hands and knees. His only hop now, was to stand back up against the tree and bend down and free his ankles. He was definitely limber enough to do that.

Unfortunately, Marcus was preventing that. His paws were resting on the back of Tanner's lower left leg and he had started sniffing Tanner's ass.

Tanner tried to get Marcus to leave, but couldn't.

To his utter horror, Tanner sensed where things were headed. SHIT, there were times when Marcus had jumped on him and humped his leg. Now, the way things were going, he'd be humping his ass.

Tanner thrashed about, but Marcus remained set on his course. He rose up and started humping Tanner's thigh.

Tanner felt what had to be Marcus's hard doggie cock rubbing against his skin and moving closer to his ass.

He gasped, "Oh please God no! Don't let me be fucked by a dog!"

Marcus was well on his way to doing just that, when fortunately for Tanner he shifted his position slightly. That shift was just enough for Tanner to shake him off and get back on his feet.

He bent over with his ass pressed firmly against the tree and quickly untied his ankles.

Free at last, he grabbed Marcus by the collar and marched him across the yard towards the gate.

"Okay, BAD MARCUS! Bad dog! It's not nice to try and fuck the neighbor boys! Bad dog!"

Once Marcus was secure in his own back yard, Tanner turned to his next challenge. He had no idea how much time had elapsed since Dillon had left him there.

Right now, he needed to get to the front porch, retrieve his clothes, and get to his room without waking his parents.

He crept around the house and took up a position at the end of the porch. He knew as soon as he stepped onto the porch, the big motion sensor light would come on, so he'd have to move fast.

He was in the midst of formulating his final plan, when his cell phone went off. The thing was loud and echoed across the porch.

Tanner decided quickly that he had no choice. He grabbed the porch railing, leaped over it, sprinted across the porch, scooped up his clothes and leaped over the railing on the other side of porch.

He rushed into the shadows, silenced his cell phone and quickly pulled on his clothes.

He was lucky he did, since moments later, the front door opened and his dad stepped onto the front porch.

"Anybody there?" he called out.

Tanner hoped he would go right back in, but he persisted. He walked to Tanner's ended of the porch and looked around.

Rather than run the risk of a more thorough look, Tanner stepped out of the shadows and said, "Dad, it's just me. Sorry."

"Well what are you doing out here? I know it's not a school night, but it's getting late."

"Yea, sorry Dad. I looked out back and saw that Marcus was running loose, so I got him and put him back in his yard."

"Good job son. I've got to get them to fix the latch on that gate. Who knows what kind of mischief that dog could get into."

Tanner suppressed a laugh as he thought to himself, "Yea, like fucking naked boys tied to trees."

Tanner told his dad he wanted to check the gate again before coming back inside.

That explanation gave him time to gather up the rope at the tree and return it to the shed.

Once he was safely back in his room, he sent a text message to Dillon.

"Free at last. Safely back in my room. Guess fun and games tomorrow. Knock yourself out Dude!"

The two best friends decided, independently, to sleep naked that night. They both wanted to be totally worked up for Saturday.

As Tanner lay in bed, following a long shower, he reflected on the events of the past couple of weeks. Never in his wildest dreams would he have imagined all this shit happening so fast. And to think it all happened because he had to have a babysitter!

He was excited about everything that had happened with Austin and his brother and couldn't wait to do more. Two weeks without being able to get an erection would be torture in the extreme for those two.

As exciting as that was, right now, he was focused on Saturday and his month of slavery to Dillon.

He drifted off to sleep with a fresh hard-on, wondering what dastardly challenges lay ahead.

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SUPER SATURDAY

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Okay, so it wasn't the Super Bowl, but it was a wild Saturday.

As typical teenagers, all four boys slept in that morning.

When they finally got up, they turned to their most pressing matters.

For the two 17 year olds, Austin and Eric, that meant going through an orientation session at the Multi-plex Theater for their new part-time jobs. It was a welcome relief for them to be away from Tanner.

The fact that they had a double date that night helped as well. They had chosen their dates well. While both were into heavy petting, neither one was ready to go the "feely" route. That meant, the boys' plastic imprisoned cocks were safe from discovery.

Tanner and Dillon jumped into their preparations for the night's big event. It was more complicated than Tanner had figured. Once he was able to satisfy Dillon by giving him a full account of the previous night's event, including the part where he was almost fucked by a dog, he was able to get down to business.

Dillon was quite gifted with computers and reveled in being out from under his Dad's monitoring system.

He was quite impressed with the setup this "Daddy-O" guy had in place. There was a series of anonymous Web Servers and Message servers all linked together for the night's little show.

The boys hid their preparations well from Tanner's parents. For all they knew, the boys were off storming some castle in a big video game.

Though he was a little reluctant to reveal too much information to Dillon, as the day wore on, Tanner let Dillon in on everything. Hell, the way things we were going, he was going to need a willing and trusted co-conspirator.

It was about the middle of the afternoon, when the boys reached a new understanding. The master/slave thing had come and gone more than once throughout the day. Hell, they were best friends and were still getting used to this stuff.

It took Dillon knowing everything before they were able to sort things out. Tanner showed him all the emails and the message archives. There was plenty of kidding around and at times wrestling and punching. Eventually though, an accord was reached.

It was like a corporate agreement.

Tanner would be in charge of procurement, finances and general logistics. That meant he would acquire "slave boys" and supplies using his talents.

Dillon would be in charge of computer operations, communications and security.

In addition, Tanner would be Dillon's private slave boy. Tanner would do whatever Dillon wanted. However, no one else could know about this special arrangement. That last part was important to both of them. It fulfilled both of their wildest fantasies.

Both boys were pleased with the arrangement and turned their efforts to their preparations for the night's event.

As soon as the parents were gone, they rushed to set up their make-shift studio. They settled on the garage, because it was easiest to make look like a dungeon.

They placed candles everywhere, hung sheets of black felt, attached ropes and some chains to ceiling beams and so on. In between that, Dillon ran tests on the Web-cam setup. In the process, he had to chat with "Daddy-O."

Not surprisingly, their semi-mysterious benefactor was curious about Dillon. He kept pressing to see what Dillon looked like.

Eventually, things ended up with Dillon turning on the Web-cam connected to this private room.

Daddy-O pressed him to get naked. As he did, and with the sound muted, he glanced over at Tanner who was smiling.

Tanner giggled, "Dude, I told you he was pushy!"

Dillon blushed as he pulled off the last of his clothes and faced the camera.

He was a little worried at first when Daddy-O didn't type anything back. He wasn't ashamed of his body, but was a little self-conscious. He was a little on the skinny side and not nearly as muscular as Tanner already was.

He breathed a sigh of relief when Daddy-O responded, "Very nice!"

Dillon dressed quickly and returned to his setup duties.

There were a few glitches here and there, but they were worked out.

The final "show-time" was set. Dillon and Tanner had all the passwords and links they needed. Daddy-O signed off, and the two boys sat back and took a deep breath.

One of the wildest, and perhaps strangest things about their new relationship was it's fluid nature.

On the one hand, they would act like nothing more than best friends, with all the typical give-and-take. But on the other hand, if Dillon started calling Tanner "Boy" or "Slave", they quickly shifted gears. Tanner assumed the submissive role and eagerly awaited Dillon's orders, the tougher and more perverse the better. Both got super hard almost immediately and stayed that way for a long time.

Wilder still was the fact that, as time wore on, the more times Dillon executed his control over Tanner, the more effective, and savage, Tanner became with his own "slave boys!" Foremost among them were Eric and Austin.

SO, with their preparations completed, the boys turned to another immediate need... food!

They dug a large deluxe pizza out of the freezer along with some buffalo wings and threw them in the oven. There were celery sticks and bleu cheese in the fridge, thanks to Mom.

Thirty minutes later, they were just starting their mini-feast, when Eric came running through the house.

The theater orientation had taken longer than expected. He had just enough time for a quick shit, shower and shave before his double date.

Tanner paid no attention to the fact his older brother was in the house, at least at first. He continued eating as Eric thumped around upstairs.

It was when Eric rushed back downstairs, on his way back out that Tanner made his move.

He winked at Dillon and shouted, "Yo Eric, get your ass in here a second!"

Eric tried to beg off by shouting he was late. Tanner shouted right back and smiled when his fuming older brother appeared before them, smelling of too much after-shave and snapped, "What Tanner?"

"Show Dillon what you are wearing!" he snapped back.

Eric spread his arms wide and snapped again, "There see! Okay?"

Tanner winked at Dillon once more and then said, "No, underneath! You know what I want him to see! Don't make me start thinking about a punishment big brother!"

Eric's face turned bright red as he begrudgingly pulled up his shirt, dropped his pants and briefs down to his knees and turned towards Dillon.

Dillon almost choked on his pizza. Tanner had told him all about this arrangement, but seeing was believing.

Tanner wanted to demonstrate the extent of his control over his older brother.

He gave Dillon yet another wink as he said, "Okay, Eric, turn around, bend over and spread your ass cheeks."

Dillon was even more impressed when Eric did as commanded.

Tanner handed Dillon a celery stick that he had dipped in hot sauce and said, "Okay Dillon, go ahead and stick it in his ass."

Eric wanted to scream as Tanner's buddy did just that.

Dillon almost came in his shorts as he watched Eric's ass quiver.

Tanner let Eric stew for a bit, then gave him his final command.

"Okay Eric, pull the celery stick out of your ass. Eat it and you can go on your date!"

If looks could kill, Tanner would have been dead in seconds.

Eric yanked the celery stick out of his ass, shoved it in his mouth, chewed it up and swallowed before saying defiantly, "Satisfied? Can I go now?"

Tanner nodded, "Sure big brother. Have fun!"

Eric pulled his pants back up and stormed out of the room.

Would there be no end to Tanner's humiliations?

Actually no, at least not through high school, thanks to his best friend Austin. College would provide some relief, but maybe not as much as he hoped for.

Dillon was extremely impressed.

"Holy shit Tanner! I still can't believe it! I mean WOW!"

Tanner beamed with pride.

"Yea, pretty cool huh? And I can make his best friend Austin do the same too, whenever I want. Heck, if you want I'll lend them to you. Guess I'll have to if you order me to."

The boys finished eating, cleaned up and checked the time.

There were still a few hours to go before the Web-cam show. They discussed their options for how to pass the time and settled on some "one-on-ones" in the driveway basketball hoop.

It was a welcome relief for both of them.

They had done this plenty of times before and like all the times before, Tanner held back just enough for Dillon to feel good. Dillon was pretty bad at it, but Tanner always managed to let him win the occasional game.

It was with just about an hour to go when Tanner suggested they break and shower.

As they started stripping down in Tanner's room, Dillon asked Tanner to hold off for a minute so they could talk. As excited as he was, the events of the last few days had come at him awfully fast.

He had never had a friend like Tanner before and was having this major guilt meltdown about what they were about to do.

Tanner sensed it and said, "Dude, what's wrong?"

Dillon said, "Well I don't know. I'm sort of messed up. I don't want you to hate me after we do this shit."

Tanner didn't know quite how to respond. On the one hand, maybe he should hug Dillon. Then again maybe not. On the other, maybe he should yell at him. Then again, maybe not. In the end, he settled on logic.

"Yo dude, come on get a grip! I promise I won't hate you, okay? I want to do this more than you know. I need to do this. I need to feel like I have no control. We do this right, and Daddy-O will give us so much stuff, you won't believe it. So just go with it."

Okay, so a hug was needed.

He wrapped his arm around Dillon, gave him a major hug and teased, "Dude, you almost got me fucked by a dog! Got any more nasty surprises?"

That last bit did the trick.

Dillon perked right up and said, "Yea, I do. If you're sure you can handle them slave boy."

Tanner promised he could and they proceeded to make their finally preparations.

Fifteen minutes before, Dillon connected to the sites, and switched the Web-cam on.

Daddy-O was in the private room and confirmed that the sound was working.

On the other side of the country, he and his select group of friends sat and watched the wide-screen monitor in anticipation.

Meanwhile, Tanner was in the bathroom swallowing a bunch of aspirin's. He knew pain was coming and hoped they would help.

The beginning of the "show" was pretty rough. Dillon adjusted the Web-cam as best he could and made adjustments from time to time. He made a mental note to have a third person present the next time they did this, to control the camera.

The action started off simply enough, and was corny.

Dillon dragged Tanner in front of the camera and prattled on about how bad a slave he had been, and how he needed to be punished.

Both were wearing jockstraps only, and both were clearly boned.

Across the control, the site of the two pristine 14 year olds was having a major impact on Daddy-O's select group of guests. One of them said, "Man, these are the best yet. You sure you can get more out of them?"

Daddy-O was confident of that.

The next two hours were insane. Thank goodness, for Daddy-O and friends that Dillon had locked the Web-camera down in a wide enough angle, since once he got going, Dillon forgot where he was.

All sat and watched, riveted to their seats as Dillon worked Tanner over. Whatever attempts at acting vanished when Dillon hung Tanner by his wrists and flogged him.

The flogging was followed by an assortment of tortures.

As promised, Dillon used a tweezers to pluck hairs from Tanner's armpits and pubic area. It didn't take long before Tanner's screams to become real.

He pleaded for Dillon to stop. Dillon teased and taunted.

"Okay slave boy. I'll stop for a bit, if you cum for me. Think you can do that?"

Tanner nodded and gasp, "Yes Sir. Make me cum sir!"

His arms were aching from the suspension. Through the pain, he glanced at the red light on top of the Web-cam, the one that indicated there were others watching him suffer like this. Others seeing him hanging there naked, being tortured by his friend.

That realization gave him a renewed determination.

Dillon proceeded to jack him off as fast as he could. As soon as Tanner started to cum, he grabbed the tweezers and resumed pulling out his pubic hairs.

Tanner screamed bloody murder as he shot his first load in front of the camera.

His scream was so loud that it scared Dillon.

He stuffed a gag into Tanner's mouth and continued on.

The show could have been entitled, "The Agony and the Ecstasy", for that is what it was for Tanner.

Dillon managed to make Tanner cum four times during those two hours. He mixed pleasure with pain over and over again.

He'd use his home-made penis whip on Tanner's cock until it started to soften. Then he'd apply some baby lotion and gently stroke Tanner back to full erection.

After that, he'd paddle Tanner's balls with a ruler, or sometimes just pinch his nipples.

If Dillon had any second thoughts about making his best friend suffer in this manner, they were clearly not evident.

No matter how much Tanner thrashed around and screamed into his gag, Dillon just kept going.

As the end of the show approached, Dillon came up with a last hurrah.

He cut the rope over Tanner's head.

Tanner dropped to the floor, in a daze.

Dillon pulled him up by his hair, yanked the gag from his mouth and shouted, "Okay Boy, suck me dry!"

Tanner's quivered as he opened his mouth and started sucking Dillon's cock. After what he had just been through, it was a welcome relief. He sucked as hard as he could, with one thought in his mind. He wanted to please Dillon.

And so he did.

At the last moment, Dillon had the forethought to pull his cock out and shoot his pent up teen load on Tanner's tear stained face.

He pumped out everything he had, before rushing to the laptop.

The last thing the guys across the country saw was a close up of Tanner's face, dripping with cum. Then the screen went blank.

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THE AFTERMATH

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As soon as he shut down the "show" Dillon rushed over to Tanner who had curled up in a ball and was crying.

He didn't know what to do. Tanner looked like hell. All of a sudden, he noticed the red welts that seemed to cover Tanner's body. Mixed in with the feeling of guilt that threatened to overcome him was this strong odor of cum, sweat and candles.

He ran his fingers through Tanner's sweaty hair and said, "Dude, shit, I'm sorry. Damn! I went crazy."

Dillon sat there just rubbing Tanner's hair and mumbling apologies for a while longer. He was getting scared that his former best friend had totally freaked out, when Tanner rolled over, open his eyes and gave Dillon a mischievous grin.

"Man Dude! So are you Satan or what? That was so intense! I felt like shit. I just hope my balls can still work."

Tanner lay there, with his head in Dillon's arms as they compared notes.

"Man, I hope Daddy-O liked it! Shit! I'll need some time before we do that again!" Tanner chuckled.

Dillon's mouth dropped open and he stammered, "Are you shitting me? I mean really, you're a wreck!"

Tanner's strength was growing rapidly. It was insane. The crazy thing was that he felt an intense sense of accomplishment. Then there was the fact that he had been "forced" to cum four times. That was intense too!

"Did I really cum four times?" he asked.

"Yea Dude! Four times. And all but one of them you pumped out some stuff. Shit I doubt if I could do that."

Tanner laughed, "Hey, it's in the genes! `Sperms-R-us' in this family. My guess is Eric is the same way. Will be fun to find that out!"

In spite of all his brave talk, Tanner was just a little too weak to clean up the garage and put things back in order. That task fell to Dillon.

It took about an hour to get everything back the way it was.

By then, Tanner was ready to walk back to his room.

Dillon threw some ice cubes in a plastic bag which Tanner applied to his aching balls, as soon as he was sprawled out on his bed.

"Dude! You paddled my balls really hard! Shit, they're still aching."

Dillon was a little worried and stammered, "I didn't damage them did I?"

Tanner laughed, "No, I'm sure you didn't. Next time you're over hear, I'll let you read about ball torture on this one website. They say you can do a lot without causing damage. The trick is to avoid certain types of hits. The same thing holds true for a guy's hard penis. You'll understand once you read it."

"Meanwhile, do me a favor and check my email. See if there's a message from Daddy-O. I hope he's pleased."

Dillon logged into Tanner's email as he lay there icing his balls.

"Yea, there's a message here, want me to read it?"

Tanner didn't want to stand back up just yet.

"Hell yea, hey I trust you."

"Okay, he says... Man little dude, that was so intense. You and your pal did great! Looking forward to the next show. For now, here's an extra link for your buddy. Oh and be sure and check your Ebay store, I think it's sold out! LOL!'

"What's that all mean?" Dillon concluded.

Tanner laughed painfully, "It means we have a hit show. That link he sent must be to a gay porn site that you can use. I know about your Dad's monitor shit, so you can use it here. As for the Ebay thing, well, seems like I made a boatload of money just by being tortured by you for a couple of hours. I guess I should feel like a whore, but I don't."

Tanner kept the ice pack on his balls as he watched Dillon type away on his laptop. He was definitely like a kid in the supreme candy story for the first time.

"Damn Tanner, this is awesome! I mean shit, damn!"

It took Tanner another 30 minutes or so before he was able to set the ice bag aside and stand beside his friend. Like Dillon, he had pulled on a pair of loose fitting gym shorts.

The site Dillon was looking at was a new one for Tanner. It was a hardcore gay BDSM site that focused on torture. It was from that link Daddy-O had sent, along with a user name and password.

Another 30 minutes passed before Tanner was sitting beside Dillon as he explored the new Website. Both were boned once again and starting to sweat.

Tanner checked the clock and inquired, "Dude, don't you have to get home?"

"Nah, my dumb-ass sister is home for this weekend and next with a bunch of her dumb-ass sorority sisters for some stupid conference. The `rents' said I could stay out late if I was here. Oh and yea, I almost forgot. They wanted to see if I could maybe sleepover next weekend. They're gonna crash at a hotel so big sis and her dumb friends can have the house to themselves."

Dillon had no idea what he had just done. He was too focused on this Website to pay any attention.

"So Dillon, that's you sister. The one who hates Eric?"

Dillon chuckled, "You got that right. She still remembers him. I don't know, I think she hates all jocks. Maybe all guys. She just might be a lesbo or something."

How quickly webs are weaved in the minds of horned teenaged boys. Dillon was right. His sister hated Tanner's big brother. As dumb luck would have it, she was going to be home next weekend, home alone with her "dumb-ass" sorority sisters.

He leaned back in his chair and tried to envision how those girls would react to having some special entertainment. The more he thought about it, the more he liked it.

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MORE "CUMMING" SOON I HOPE

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-Does Tanner have something special in mind for Eric and Austin next weekend? And how will they manage their first full week in the chastity devices?

-Is Dillon a natural Sadist or what? Tanner opened the door!

-What does "Sparks" have in mind, if anything?

-What about the Chinese Food delivery guy and the Theater Usher? Are these guys everywhere?

-What about the mysterious "Daddy-O"? What's up with that?

-AND, now that Dillon has had a taste of "stuff", will he remain focused on one side, or want to experience things from the other?

TIME WILL TELL!

tjwiley