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!

TANNER DOESN'T WANT A SITTER -- Chapter 4

by jay wiley

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DISTRACTIONS AND OPPORTUNITIES <><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><>

For Austin and Eric, the week began with some relief. Well as relieved as two 17 year old boys wearing chastity devices could possibly be.

From Eric's vantage point, Tanner seemed distracted and he wasn't going to look a gift horse in the mouth. He and Austin had enough of a challenge getting through football practices without anyone noticing the infernal devices encasing their cocks and balls.

They had an emergency explanation for it if one of them was discovered. It was something about a college girl and a dare. It was kinky enough to arouse their teammates. Anyone of whom would be jealous! College girls were hot! That might work for one of them, but if both were discovered, well, it would be trickier!

As far as school was concerned, Tanner had decided to walk to school with Dillon. It was Eric's turn to drive and pick up Austin. Any other week, Tanner would have ridden with them. Today, however, he needed some extra time to talk to Dillon before school.

The walk was less than a mile, so Tanner got right to the point.

"Okay Dude look. All is cool with Eric. There will be no more problems there. I'm thinking that we'll do something nasty with him and Austin at the end of the week. Both of them will be horned out of their minds after another week of wearing those chastity things. And heck, maybe you can come up with something really nasty to do to them. Okay?"

Dillon was really excited about that.

"Dang, that would be awesome. I have a shit load of ideas. Some really great tortures. I was gonna try them on you first, but it might be fun to do it with them."

Tanner feigned a look of hurt, "What about me? Don't you like my body anymore?"

Dillon giggled, "Not to worry! I still have plenty of other wild ideas for you slave boy!"

All kidding aside, both were excited about that prospect. Tanner loved the feeling he got from dominating, torturing and humiliating other guys. But he also got a major rush when he was on the receiving end, particularly when it was coming from Dillon.

They walked in silence for just a few moments before Tanner said, "Okay Dude, let's talk about this Josh Dude now. We both think he's hot and all, and is really getting into this slave stuff it seems. Man I checked my email this morning, and he is really excited about it! I mean, super excited."

"Check this out. He did exactly what we told him to do. He creamed in his pants at work yesterday. He sent his email report, then he added this, I'm trying to remember his exact words, but they were something like:

"Please forgive me if I screw up. This is all new to me. I will follow all your orders and will take whatever punishment you say if I screw up. Your Slave, Josh. PS: I will see you guys at lunch."

"See what I mean?"

Dillon gasped, "SHIT! So what should we do?"

Tanner said, "Look, shit is happening so damn FAST! I can't believe it. It's un-fucking-real! Think about it! The thing with Austin! Then you and I tell each other we are gay and like this shit. Then Eric gets hooked in. Then I end up being your slave. And if that wasn't enough, next thing you know there's this Sparks guy out there and then Josh, I mean HOLY SHIT!"

Dillon had known Tanner long enough to know that he was "thinking out loud." He did it a lot, but ONLY with him.

"Well, I guess we'll just have to sort it all out somehow." Dillon responded.

The thing about that comment was that it was not all that necessary. Dillon knew Tanner well enough to know that he had already "sorted it all out." At least most of it any way.

"So what now?" Dillon asked.

Tanner looked reflective for a moment then said, "Okay, I think this is what we should do. To start with we deal with this Josh Dude. I'm thinking we can have some fun with him. Some of it during school, a lot more after school. Now I could tell he really has the `hots' for me. I could tell by the way he looked at me when I got naked in the theater and the way he sucked my cock."

Dillon teased, "No surprise there Dude. You are pretty damn hot you know."

Tanner grinned and said, "Yea! I know! Anyway, like he said, he hasn't done anything before. It remains to be seen just how far he's willing to go. My gut feeling tells me he'll go really far!"

Dillon nodded. Tanner's "gut" feelings were almost always right!

"So here's what I think we should do. When we meet him at lunch, I'm thinking you should sort of take charge. You give him some nasty orders. I'll be quiet. Tell him if he is good and completes all his orders, he'll get to do whatever he wants with me for like an hour or something. Let's see how that works."

Dillon thought quickly, then said, "Okay, that sounds good. I'll tell him it's part of his initiation as our slave, like a bonus or something for doing this."

Tanner giggled, "Dude, I guess it's like a `signing bonus' in pro-football."

They both laughed at that.

As they entered the school grounds, Tanner turned to Dillon and shifted into "high-gear", "Look Dude, okay! You figure out what to do with Josh. I'll follow your lead! Just make it tough! I want to see if he is really as serious as he seems to be. Maybe try and set something up for after school too. I'm not sure if you should tell him about me being your slave just yet, but I'll leave that up to you. Okay, I gotta run."

And so he did.

Though Tanner and Dillon were in the same grade, they traveled in separate circles most of the day. The circles which they now joined.

They separated and walked towards the school. Both were surrounded by their respective "circles" before reaching the front door.

Dillon's circle consisted mostly of those who could be considered to be the "intellectual" elite of the high school. Most were in "gifted" classes and most had difficulty interacting with their peers on a social level. Hell, they had difficulty interacting with anyone on a social level. Anyone attempting to analyze the dynamics of this group would have a real challenge. On the surface, there was no obvious leader. All seemed equally intellectually obnoxious. Given time for careful observation though, when "push-came-to-shove" and a decision was required, all eyes turned to the most unassuming, and least pretentious of the group. His name was Dillon!

Then there was Tanner's circle! It was a rare week when no member of this group wasn't in trouble for one thing or another. They weren't destructive or violent, just really annoying, especially to teachers and administrators. Like Dillon's "circle", just about every single member of this group was also gifted. Unlike Dillon's circle however, there was a very clear "hierarchy" right from the start. And that start was Tanner. If Tanner wanted a debate, it happened. If not, it didn't! PERIOD!

There were other differences as well. Dillon's "circle" of friends were mostly geeks, artists and musicians. Dillon was the most athletic of them all.

Tanner's "circle" of friends were almost all major "jocks". But "smart jocks." The "smart" part was what seemed to cause them to gravitate to each other. Hell, in the grand scheme of teenage life, what "smart jock boy" wanted to be tagged as a GEEK!

And so, they just "naturally" banded together behind a charismatic leader who, day after day, proved to be a formidable match for teachers and administrators. His name was Tanner.

ALL THAT ASIDE!

Tanner and Dillon went to their Monday morning classes with a wide array of thoughts running through their minds. Dillon was focused primarily on their upcoming lunch with Josh, and what to do next with that Jeff kid.

Tanner was thinking about the "Sparks" dude and Eric, and Austin and what to do with them. Unlike Dillon, he wasn't all that focused, well, except for his dick, which was focused somewhere!

As the second lunch period began, three boys entered the high school "food court" and headed to the same spot. All were boned. Their names were Tanner, Dillon and Josh.

They got their sandwiches and sat down together, with Josh in the middle. The first few minutes passed by quickly. All three focused on devouring their sandwiches. As they were finishing up, it was the youngest looking one who broke the silence.

"So Josh, let's get right to the point! Are you sure about wanting to be our slave boy? You know, our sex slave boy?" Dillon said firmly.

Tanner grinned as he swallowed the last part of his sandwich. "SHIT! Dillon was getting bolder every day!" Tanner thought. He liked that a lot.

Josh managed to avoid choking. He swallowed the last of his sandwich, took a deep breath and said softly as he glanced around nervously, "Uh, yea, I uh will do whatever, you, um guys say."

Josh's cock was pretty hard before he uttered those words. Once they were out, it blossomed to it's full erected state!

Dillon smiled, winked at Tanner and said, "Okay Josh prove it! Pull your pants down to your knees. NOW!"

Josh was terrified. He had no way of knowing that Dillon had chosen their seating area so carefully. Their backs were against a wall, and the table they were at was in a blind spot of the security cameras.

Dillon repeated the order, "Pull your pants down to your knees. NOW!"

Josh looked all around again. No one appeared to be paying any attention to the three boys, and he was desperate to prove himself, so he did it.

His cock got even harder once his pants were at his knees under the table. As he had been ordered, he had gone "commando" which meant he had no undies on. His cock was sticking straight up and touching a support on the bottom of the table.

Tanner had his own ideas about what to do next, but was anxious to see how Dillon proceeded. He was not disappointed.

They both glanced at Josh's face and grinned. He looked as white as a ghost. After a moment, Dillon whispered, "Okay slave boy, now you just keep eating."

Josh tried to act as natural as possible as he finished his sandwich and chips. It wasn't easy. Especially with what happened next. Dillon nodded to Tanner, made a rubbing motion with his hand and, then reached under the table. Tanner followed along and the next thing you know, the two boys were rubbing Josh's smooth slender thighs.

Josh couldn't suppress a moan as their hands slid up and down, getting closer and closer each time to his groin.

Dillon picked up his little plastic milk bottle, drank what was left, then handed it across to Tanner and said, "Here, you do the honors. Let's see just how much cream our new slave boy makes."

It was everything Josh could do to keep from shaking and gasping as Tanner began stroking his cock. Dillon kept watch, to make sure no one was watching them.

Tanner pointed Josh's cock into the milk bottle and stroked faster. Josh couldn't believe what was happening. Here he was, sitting in the lunch room with his pants down, and being jacked off.

His face turned bright red as his balls began to churn. Somehow he managed to suppress a loud gasp as his cock began firing into the bottle.

Tanner just loved the feel of Josh's cock pulsing in his hand. It gave him a feeling of power and was a major thrill.

Tanner was surprised how long it took for Josh's cock to stop pulsing. He continued stroking and squeezing, for a bit longer to make sure Josh had been milked dry.

Finally, Josh nodded and whispered, "That's it for now. It's all out."

Dillon told him to pull his pants back up. He hurried to do it as Tanner placed the bottle on top of the table. Both boys' eyes popped and they said, "WOW!" at the same instance. They couldn't believe how much cum was in the bottle.

Dillon looked at Josh and said, "Holy Shit Josh! Do you shoot that much stuff all the time?"

Josh really blushed as he nodded and replied, "Yea, pretty much, most of the time. It usually only takes a few hours to, you know, recharge."

The boys had more appreciation now for what Josh had gone through at the theater. The inside of his dress pants must have been a veritable swamp of cum.

Dillon checked the time. They had about five minutes left. He reached for the milk bottle, handed it to Josh and said, "Okay, drink up slave boy! All of it."

Josh took the bottle with a trembling hand. He looked around then raised the bottle to his lips and began pouring his warm teen cream into his mouth.

He had tentatively tasted a little of his cum before, but not much. Now he was getting a full taste. It was salty and sweet at the same time and was super slimy.

With the bottle drained, he placed it on the table and sat back and waited.

Dillon smiled, "Good boy slave boy! We're gonna have a bunch of tests and challenges for you during the week. So meet us everyday at lunch. You also go commando all week."

"Oh and yea. You said you're weren't doing anything today after school. Well you are now. You meet Tanner and me out front by the gate right after the last bell. We're going over to Tanner's house for awhile."

With lunch over, the boys headed back to classes. Tanner and Dillon had some together in the afternoon, so they had some moments here and there to discuss their plans.

Josh had a rather challenging afternoon. He kept thinking about what had transpired in the lunch room, and wondered what the boys had planned for him after school. The more he thought about it, the harder his cock became.

With school over, Tanner and Dillon waited outside for Josh. He was a little slow getting there. As soon as he arrived, he began apologizing.

"Guys I'm sorry. Coach kept us later than usual in gym class. I had to change fast and skip the shower."

Dillon smiled and said, "That's okay. It's happened to us before."

They left the school ground quickly. It was a relatively short walk to Tanner's house. As they started to walk, Josh cleared his throat and said sheepishly, "Uh, there's one other thing. I know I was supposed to go commando and all. But Coach makes a big deal about us wearing jocks for gym. So I had to put mine on. I still have it on. Sorry."

Dillon and Tanner smiled at each other. Before Dillon could respond, Tanner chimed in, "That's okay. He makes us do the same thing. It's okay that you had to do it. Doesn't mean you won't be punished for it though. That's the way the slave thing works. Right Dillon?"

Dillon nodded and said, "Yep! It does."

Josh actually looked a little relieved as he stammered, "Yea, I understand. That's okay. I'll take whatever it is."

When they reached Tanner's house, the first order of business was an after school snack. They went to the kitchen. Tanner pulled out milk and the stuff for peanut butter and jelly sandwiches. They prepared them quickly then sat down at the table.

As they ate, Tanner started asking Josh some questions.

"So Josh, you really haven't done anything like this before, right?"

Josh looked a little embarrassed as he shook his head and responded sheepishly, "No, I never have. I um sort of thought about it and all. But, I don't know, I was scared to try and find another guy to do this stuff."

Tanner nodded and continued, "So have you read any stories on the Internet. You know gay stories, or seen any porn?"

Dillon and Tanner glanced at each other as Josh said, "No. I've been too scared to do that too. Man, I started to just one time and this nasty stuff kept popping up on my screen. I was afraid my mom would find it."

"Even without seeing or reading about this stuff, you do understand what it's like to be a slave? A gay sex slave?" Tanner inquired.

"Well, I guess, sort of. It means I have to do whatever you guys say, no matter what."

"And that gets you excited? You know turned on? Being controlled by someone else?" Dillon butted in.

Josh blushed some more as he said, "I guess most people would call me a freak for feeling like that. I can't help it though. It's just the way I am. It's not my fault."

As nervous as he was, Josh was having some really warm feelings as they continued talking. It was a relief to finally be able to talk to some one about this stuff and to be open about his feelings. And what a relief it was to find some other boys close to his age that wanted to fool around.

"Look, I have to be honest with you guys. I have read some stuff, but it wasn't, you know porn. I read a bunch of articles about homosexuality and the type of things that gay guys do. It was a little scary at first, but it made me understand that being gay wasn't a choice or anything. It's just the way it is. Still it didn't make me want to, you know come "out" and let everyone know I'm gay. I don't know if I could ever do that."

"You guys are the only ones who know. Oh and after I saw that thing you guys did in the theater, it took me awhile to decide whether or not to say anything. I guess the "dare" idea was sort of lame, huh?"

Tanner giggled, "Well maybe so. But hell it worked. We're all here aren't we?"

The more they chatted, the more Josh relaxed.

In between classes, Tanner and Dillon had talked about Josh. Things were moving along well. What remained to be determined was just how far Josh was willing to go. Was he turned on by the same things that turned them on the most.

They had made the decision to "test" Josh that afternoon.

As soon as they were done eating, and the kitchen was cleaned, the boys went up to Tanner's room. Tanner sat in his chair in front of the computer while Josh and Dillon lounged on the bed.

Tanner turned his computer on and started talking again.

"Okay Josh, we've decide to give you some tests to see where you are and what turns you on the most. The important thing is for you to be totally honest. Don't be embarrassed. We promise we won't think you're weird or anything. You just have to be honest. Okay?"

Josh nodded, "Yea, I will be. I trust you guys."

The thing for Josh was, that he didn't want to do anything to jeopardize the friendship that was developing with these two guys. He was tired of being lonely and unable to experience his fantasies.

The firt "test" was a relatively simple one. It was made possible by the fact that Tanner had access to some rather sophisticated gay Web-sites.

Tanner logged on to one that had just about everything you could possibly imagine. One of the things he liked most about it was this special way it used a "Favorites" feature.

You could create a bunch of different "Favorites" files on your account. The intent was to give the members a way of "categorizing" their favorite pictures, videos, stories and files.

Tanner was using it in a different way though. He created two new "Favorites Folders." One was labeled "Josh Pictures" and another was labeled, "Josh Videos".

The plan was for Josh to start with the picture galleries chosen specifically by Tanner. He'd look at the pictures in each gallery and add ones he particularly liked and turned him on, to his favorites folder. There was also a feature that enabled the member to rate each picture he put into his folder on a scale of 1 to 5, with 5 being the "hottest."

Tanner explained the basics to Josh. He was getting increasingly excited by the moment. His excitement skyrocketed when Tanner proceeded with his final preparations for the "test."

Josh was ordered to strip totally naked. He was then tied into Tanner's chair in front of the computer, with his legs spread wide. Though his arms were tied to the armrests, he had enough freedom to manipulate the computer mouse.

By the time the actual test began, all three boys were fully boned.

The Galleries were Titled and Numbered. Tanner told which Gallery to go to. Josh was required to view each picture in the gallery in full screen and add the ones he liked most to his favorites folder.

The first few galleries were fairly basic. They consisted mostly of pictures of naked guys of various ages and body types, most had boners. As the test progressed, the galleries began depicting boys and men engaged in various sexual acts. The final series of galleries featured various fetishes, along with bondage, humiliation, public display, punishment, and torture.

It took well over an hour for Josh to complete the first "test." By the time he finished the last gallery, he was drenched in sweat and his cock was leaking a lot of pre-cum.

Bound in the chair as he was, totally naked, with the two clothed boys beside was a turn-on in itself.

They untied Josh and directed him to kneel in a corner with his legs spread and his hands behind his head while they "scored" his test.

Tanner and Dillon pulled chairs up to the computer and began going through the folder, looking at the pictures Josh had chosen. The first ones had pretty much the same things in coming. The guys in them were younger looking guys around 18. While there was some with well-developed muscles, non of them were all that bulky. He also seemed to prefer more of a "preppie" twink look. The majority of the pictures depicted guys with pubes, in others words, not shaved.

The pictures selected from the "Sports" galleries were similar in appearance. While there were some wrestling shots, most appeared to be soccer or lacrosse players or swimmers.

It was when they got to the last few galleries that Tanner and Dillon got excited. There were plenty of pictures of bondage, punishment and tortures of all kinds. Most had been tagged as "5's" which indicated that Josh liked them most. Ranked the same were a bunch of pictures showing guys bound naked in public places and outdoors.

When they were done, Tanner saved the folders and logged off.

He and Dillon stood up and called Josh over to the center of the room. Tanner directed him to stand with his hands behind his head and his feet spread.

They stood on either side of him and began running their hands all over his lean 16 year old body. As they did, Tanner spoke in hushed tones, "Well Josh we looked at your test, and it seems you're just the kind of slave boy we like. You see we really get into bondage, humiliation and torture. That means we'll be doing that to you a lot. Now that you know, do you really want to continue being our slave boy?"

Josh took a deep breath. His chest was heaving and he started to shake. He was scared, but wanted this so badly. He wanted it all. He wanted to be experience having no control over his own body, to be at the mercy of some other guys.

He shook some more and said, "Yea. I want this. I'll do my best, I promise. If I screw up then punish me as hard as you want."

Tanner patted Josh's tight little ass and said, "Don't worry, we will."

Dillon and Tanner were both learning their "craft" quickly. Both really did understand the importance of "anticipation" in what they were doing.

They started running their hands up and down Josh's chest and stomach as Tanner continued.

"One of the things we'll be doing to you besides just outright torture is to show off your nice body to others. You'll have to jack-off in front of whoever we say. You'll be bound totally naked in public places and outside."

Tanner began fondling Josh's balls as he said, "Sometimes we'll strip you and blind fold you and tie you in a spot where someone will find you. Whoever does will probably feel you up good. You may never know who it is and so on."

Tanner could tell the way Josh was blushing and breathing that he was completely turned on. He let it sink in some more before directing Josh to lie down on his bed on his back with his arms and legs spread wide.

As soon as he was in position, Tanner and Dillon secured his wrists and ankles to the four corners of the bed with ropes. They made sure his body was stretched really tight. That was one of the things both of them liked to see, a naked boy's body stretched out so far that his stomach was really taut.

They left the room as soon as they were done, so they could talk about what to do next, with out Josh hearing.

While they were conversing out in the hall, Josh was thinking about his situation. He was naked, helpless, and totally boned. He wondered what the boys were planning for him then but also in the days ahead. Would they repeat the lunch room thing or do something different. His cock throbbed as he remembered being jacked off under the table during lunch.

Meanwhile, out in the hall, Tanner and Dillon were chattering away.

"Man!" Dillon gasped. "He's really getting into this stuff. I can't wait to do some really tough things to him. I want to make him scream and beg. It just seems like he really wants it hard and needs it."

Tanner stuck his lip out and pouted in a teasing way, "What about me? What about my needs? Don't you want to torture me any more? I'm your main slave you know."

Dillon grinned back, "Oh don't worry about that. I've got some special things in mind for you buddy that are really rough. Don't think that our `lovey-dovey' thing is gonna make it any easier on you."

Tanner didn't want it to be any easier. He was getting a little anxious again for some action where he was the victim. For the moment though he wanted to take care of Josh.

They thought for a few moments. Tanner was about to suggest something when they heard a car pull into the driveway. Both started to panic. Tanner shouted, "Dude! Go untie him. I'll run interference."

Dillon had just turned to go, when they heard a car's engine roar. Tanner grabbed Dillon's arm and said, "Hold on, that's Eric's car!"

He ran over to the window, peeked outside and saw Eric climb out of his car, and retrieve a gear bag from the back seat. Apparently football practice had ended earlier and from the looks of things, Eric hadn't bothered to shower. He had on a sweaty gray athletic shirt, some sweatpants and sneakers without socks. His hair was plastered down on his forehead and his face was smudged with some dirt.

"Yea, it's Eric. Damn, this gives me an idea." Tanner said.

Dillon chuckled, "A wicked one I hope!"

Tanner laughed, "Do we know any other kind?"

Tanner told Dillon to keep an eye on Josh and to make sure he stayed boned. Like that would be tough?

As he positioned himself at the top of the steps, he began formulating a plan. He had no idea when he was thinking it up, just what additional opportunities it would produce.

Eric came through the back door, tossed his equipment bag in the laundry room, drank half a container of orange juice in the fridge then headed up stairs.

He was about halfway up when he noticed Tanner standing at the top of the stairs. He had one of his mischievous looks that Eric knew all too well.

He passed by Tanner after giving a "grunted" greeting and headed to his room. All he could think about was getting a shower and relaxing after their grueling practice.

To his annoyance, Tanner followed him into his room.

He kicked his shoes off turned to Tanner and said, "WHAT?"

Tanner smiled and said, "Now just be cool Eric. Remember the plan? No more mouthing off. You do whatever I say."

Eric shrugged his shoulders and said, "Okay then what do you want?"

Tanner said, "Come to my room, I want you to meet someone."

Eric didn't like the sound of this. Rather than start an argument already, he just went along with it.

To say he was shocked when he entered Tanner's room would be an understatement.

He looked at the naked boy spread-eagled on the bed, sporting a major hard-on and got a sinking feeling in his stomach. He knew that Tanner would be insisting on some sort of gay thing.

At Tanner's urging he stepped closer to take a closer look at their bound captive. Tanner introduced them. "Eric, this is Josh. Josh, this is my big brother Eric. He plays football and is my slave too."

The two nodded to each other, not knowing what to say. Tanner continued by saying, "Josh is the guy who goy me and Dillon some free movie passes. He works at the theater."

It was like a bolt of lightning had blasted through the room.

Josh and Eric stared at each other as their mouths dropped open in total shock and surprise.

Tanner saw the looks and asked, "You two know each other?"

They both nodded. Eric managed to stammer, "Yea, uh, remember? Austin and I are gonna be working at the theater as ushers part time. We went to that orientation meeting, and, well Josh here, gave us the main orientation tour."

Tanner had forgotten all about that job thing.

He saw the bright blush on Josh's face and immediately his mind started to click. This situation had some definite possibilities for the future. For the moment, he just decided to proceed with his hurriedly formulated plan.

"Since you guys will be working together, you should get to know each other better. So to be fair, you go ahead and strip too Eric. Go ahead take everything off and let Josh see your body."

Eric fumed as he pulled off his clothes and assumed a position so that Josh could get a good look at him. His face reddened as he noticed Josh staring at the chastity device.

Tanner saw it and explained what it was, and that Eric and Austin, both had to wear them for the rest of the week.

Josh's balls had been tingling as he watched Eric, the hot football player, he now remembered from that orientation session, strip naked. The tingling increased when he remembered the other guy Austin. He was so cute. He wondered if he'd get to see him naked soon too.

Tanner had come to realize that their were many ways to humiliate a guy, especially one like Eric.

He let Josh get a good eyeful of his brother's sweaty athletic body before he turned to Eric and said, "Okay, first things first. Josh here has earned some punishment, and I want you to do it."

Eric's mouth dropped open and he asked, "Uh what do you want me to do?"

To Eric's surprise, Tanner directed him to sit on the bed beside Josh. Once he was in position he said, "Okay, now you will punish Josh's cock and balls for 15 minutes. You do whatever you can think of, using your hands. Whatever it is has to hurt though, because it is punishment."

Now the interesting thing about Eric was that he was a lot like so many other jocks. He liked hitting other guys hard enough to make them groan. When he wrestled, he loved getting his opponent in holds that made him gasp for air and brought tears to his eyes.

While he felt some humiliation about being forced to touch Josh's exposed genitals, there was something strangely exciting about it.

Josh trembled as he felt Eric's first tentative grip on his balls. The tentative grip didn't last long. Eric managed to set aside any reservations he may have had and turned to his task, with a sort of sadistic glee.

He started by rubbing Josh's balls between the palms of his hands. Every moan and groan from Josh, drove him to press his hands together more, and rub faster.

It wasn't long before Josh was thrashing and screaming as the terrible ball pain shot up through his groin. Tears ran down his face and he gasped for air. Eric kept at it for half of the 15 minutes, before shifting to Josh's erect shaft. He started by slapping it around, harder and harder. He'd deliver a series of nasty slaps, then would roll Josh's cock between his palms like he was rolling dough. He'd roll for a few seconds, then return to the slaps.

By the time the 15 minutes were up, Josh's body was covered with sweat and he was sobbing.

Tanner was impressed at how effective his straight brother had been at delivering the cock and ball punishment.

With the punishment over, Tanner turned to a subtle form of torture for Josh, and a not-so-subtle form of humiliation for Eric.

Eric's face really flushed when he was given his instructions. He was to give Josh's body a complete washing with his tongue from head to toe. Every part of his naked flesh that could be reached in that position was to be licked, with the exception of Josh's cock and balls, they were to be left totally alone.

Tanner, Dillon and Josh all tingled with delight and Eric shook with anger and disgust as he began his task.

Tanner insisted that he lick Josh's face, ears, and lips as part of it. His cock throbbed as he watched Eric lick away.

The whole face thing was fun to watch, but so was watching Eric lick Josh's sweaty armpits, chest and stomach. While he wasn't allowed to lick the genitals, he did have to run his tongue through Josh's nice thick pubic patch.

He did a very thorough job on Josh's lean, but muscular legs and licked each toe individually.

It was while Eric was licking Josh's inner thighs when Dillon pulled Tanner aside and whispered, "Dude, why don't you want him to lick Josh's cock and balls?"

Tanner whispered back, "Because that's Josh's torture. Look at the way Josh's cock is twitching. He is dying for that. He wants to cum so bad now. Being licked by a jock like Eric is driving him wild."

Tanner was totally right about that. Josh was so worked up that he would give anything for Eric to finish him off with his mouth. He didn't think his cock had ever been this hard before, nor had he wanted to cum so bad.

Once again, Eric was feeling totally humiliated. He was naked, on his knees and licking the legs of a boy he would see just about every time he went to his new job.

Though Josh was a year younger than him, he had seniority among the junior ushers, which meant he would be over Eric and Austin both. As he worked his way down Josh's legs, he wondered if more of this type of stuff would be required of him.

He glanced at Tanner smiling beside him with his tented shorts, and was certain Tanner would make more happen.

When Eric finished Josh's feet, Tanner directed him to lick Josh's chest, stomach and armpits once more.

Eric started licking around Josh's nipples and Josh started bucking on the bed, pumping his groin in the air. "OH GOD! Please! Make him do my cock and balls. PLEEEASE!"

Tanner let Josh thrash a bit before winking at Dillon and saying, "Well okay. You took your punishment okay, so why not. Go ahead big brother, finish him off as fast as you can. Then you can take your shower and relax."

Eric had that sinking feeling in his stomach again as he leaned over Josh's bucking groin. He could smell the odor of sweat and arousal emanating from Josh's exposed genitals.

He leaned down, ran his tongue over Josh's balls and then pulled his cock into his mouth and began sucking as fast and hard as he could while thinking of that shower.

While he was prepared for Josh to cum in his mouth, he was not prepared for the amount of cream that filled it. It just kept on coming. The entire inside of his mouth was coated with it and it was everything he could do to swallow it all.

The sensation of cumming in Eric's mouth almost made Josh pass out.

When the flow finally diminished, Eric pulled off of Josh's cock, looked at Tanner and said smartly, "Now, can I take my shower?"

Tanner grinned and said, "Sure you did good! We'll take care of Josh."

Eric scooped up his clothes and stomped off.

It took awhile for Josh to start breathing normally again. Tanner and Dillon untied him and helped him sit-up. As he sat there, rubbing his aching shoulders, he reflected on what had just happened.

He had brought himself to orgasm before, but none had been as intense as the one he had just felt. It was the combination of having no control and being bound, with others watching, and, of course being stimulated by the mouth of a hot naked jock.

The cock and ball punishment he had received just prior to it, seemed to intensify the feeling.

As the feeling in his shoulder muscles returned, he looked at Tanner and Dillon and asked, "You don't think he'll tell anybody at work about me being gay or what happened, do you?"

Tanner laughed, "Oh don't worry about that. I can guarantee he won't. No way in hell he'd tell anyone about what he did."

Josh was reassured. Dillon and Tanner were both excited and encouraged.

They let Josh get dressed. While he was pulling his clothes back on, Tanner said, "Oh look, and another thing. We'll give you some challenges and stuff to do at work sometimes. Might have you pass some to Austin and Eric too. They're supposed to be challenging and scary. You know the theater. If we ever give you an order that is certain to get one of you fired, you let us know. Okay?"

Josh was grateful. He wanted this so bad, but didn't want to get fired.

Once he was dressed, Tanner told him he could go. It wasn't a real long walk home, but long enough, so he needed to get started.

Dillon had to leave soon too, but before he left, he used Tanner's computer to check his emails, and to send a quick one off to the Jeff guy from the woods.

Tanner left him alone and went downstairs to throw a casserole that his mother had left into the oven.

As soon as he was out of the room, Dillon rushed to compose his email to Jeff.

He was hoping that Jeff truly was interested in submitting to him, with no holds barred. He still couldn't get that moment when they were behind the boulder and he had pulled Jeff's tight Scout shorts down and off, along with his briefs.

Jeff offered no resistance at all and seemed eager to submit to Dillon's will. If this all worked out, Jeff's taut body would be his to torture whenever he wanted.

Dillon worded his email very carefully. He wanted to sound confident and like he knew what he was doing. He was supposed to be the "Master" and Jeff was the "Slave." There would be no deal making. Either Jeff submitted without question to Dillon's will, or he didn't. If he didn't then Jeff would never hear from him again.

The last part was tough for Dillon. He really wanted to get something going with Jeff. In so doing though, he wanted to feel what it was like to exercise that kind of power over someone. Well someone other than Tanner.

By the time he finished the email and sent it, he was super hard and horned. He would be on pins and needles until 9:00 that night, which was the time he had set for Jeff to call him on his cell.

He logged off of his email program and was about to look at a video on the BDSM site when Tanner bounced back into the room. His balls tingled as he looked at Tanner standing there in his T-shirt and baggy gym shorts.

He checked the time. He had to leave very soon, and Tanner's parents were due home soon too. Still he was worked up after thinking about Jeff and sending that email.

He glared at Tanner and snapped, "Get over here SLAVE, and stand beside me, NOW!"

Tanner rushed to obey. His cock started rising. He loved it when Dillon acted like this.

"Okay lose the shirt and the shorts now! SLAVE" Dillon commanded.

They were off in a flash. Tanner instinctively placed his hands behind his head and waited.

Dillon smiled, reached out and started slapping Tanner's rising cock. "Okay, I haven't forgotten you slave boy! I think you need a little reminder of your position. So we'll have a "special" session out in the woods, tomorrow after school. You know how much I like making you suffer slave!"

Tanner took a deep breath and nodded. DAMN! He wished they could go there right now!

"Okay Slave. I don't want you to cum until I say you can, so no jacking off until then! Understood?"

Tanner nodded and stammered, "Yes Sir!"

Dillon grinned, gave Tanner's now fully erect cock a few hard slaps, grabbed his backpack and left. As he passed through the door he giggled, "See you in school, slave boy. Call me if anything interesting happens tonight."

Then he was gone.

Tanner stood there, in his slave position for a couple minutes before pulling his shirt and shorts back on. He was more desperate to cum than he had been before. Still an order was an order. For Tanner, obeying Dillon's orders was as much fun as giving them to others, maybe a little more at times.

Somehow he managed to calm down enough to get some work done on his Ebay store. He had some stuff to package up and mail out to buyers. He had a great feedback rating there and didn't want to tarnish it.

For the next few hours he was able to focus entirely on that, breaking only to have dinner with his parents and Eric.

Speaking of Eric. While Tanner had been able to "refocus" on other things besides the wild stuff that had been happening, Eric had not.

He had taken a long shower after the latest little escapade in Tanner's room. It had taken awhile to get the taste of Josh's cum out of his mouth, along with that of his body. The odor of his pubes and sweaty balls seemed to linger.

He had just started to relax. He was thinking about the weekend and how much he needed a "bitch." He was hoping, that if he was extra cooperative with Tanner during the week, he could talk the little shit into removing the damn chastity thing on Friday.

His balls tingled and his cock strained inside it's cage as he started planning. There were plenty of slutty bitches around who would love to go out with him. The sluttier the better. He thought of two in particular who loved feeling and sucking his cock. They would do nicely.

With the mood he was in now, he wouldn't take no for an answer this time when he got close to cumming. He'd shoot in their mouths and make them swallow it all. That's what bitches were supposed to be! Cum dumps!

He wanted to stroke himself so bad right now. His cock was aching inside the damn cage.

As he ran the soap over his ass, and then up and down his crack, his thoughts shifted to the last bitch he had actually fucked. She had squealed and moaned as he rammed his cock home. If she was available this weekend, he would fuck her good. This time though, he would make her take it up the ass! Down on all fours like a dog.

It was at that moment, when he was imagining ramming his cock into her ass, that he had a sudden flashback to the weekend. All of a sudden, instead of "riding" the bitch, he was riding Austin.

He remembered how tight his best friend's ass had been, and in spite of the situation, just how hard he had cum inside Austin.

The feeling was so intense and disorienting that he staggered out of the shower. He dropped to the floor, curled up in a ball and cried as he remembered it all, especially that last part when the girls made him and Austin make love like fags.

He remained curled up like that for almost a half hour before he got hold of himself. He dressed quickly and managed to get through dinner with the family.

Afterwards he had gone to his room. He sat at his computer, idly surfing the net. He was ashamed of what he had done and would have to continue to do. Still, he was a strong guy and there was hope. By next year at this time, he and Austin would be at college, with Tanner and his schemes far away.

If there was one thing that was really starting to worry Eric, it was these fleeting moments of excitement that occurred without warning when he was doing the "fag" stuff. It had happened several times over the weekend when he had been forced to do "stuff" with Austin. It had also happened in the park, when Tanner turned him over to those biker-wannabe's. It had also happened again when he was "punishing" Josh's cock and balls, and then licking his body.

Eric was able to suppress those thoughts by telling himself that it was because he was super horny from wearing the chastity thing. It didn't mean he was a fag. Guys needed relief, and could get turned on by lots of stuff if they couldn't relieve themselves.

That worked to some extent; still it was a little disconcerting.

--------------------------------------------------- ALL AROUND THE TOWN(S) -- EARLY MONDAY EVENING (ie. What the "BOYS" were up to)

--JOSH--

While Eric was having "disconcerted" feelings, Josh was having a rush of wild ones. His after school experience at Tanner's house had excited him so much that he could hardly stand it.

He had gotten over his initial shock about Eric (the new usher) and was busy loading his laundry bag into the washer. As he stuffed his "cum-crusted" dress pants into the machine, his cock began to rise yet again. He wondered what new challenges awaited him at school tomorrow and in the weeks ahead. Whatever they were, he hoped they would be tough.

--TANNER--

Dang! Tanner had a lot of work to do on Ebay. Thankfully he didn't have many auctions running at the moment and most purchases were being made through his Ebay Store. Still there was much to do. As much as he wanted to check his "other" email account, he managed to hold off. It wasn't easy, considering what Dillon had told him just before he left! Shit! What nasty tortures was Dillon planning for him the next day? Tanner wondered.

--SPARKS--

The 21 year old, "pseudo" biker gang leader checked his email as soon as he returned home from work. There was still no email from "Shooter" (aka. Tanner), and he was starting to think that the kid was just a "flash-in-the-pan." There could be many reasons for that. Included among them was the possibility that Shooter had somehow figured out that Sparks and his buddies were just "Biker" wanna-be's.

The truth was that they were just a bunch of college age guys who "got off" acting the part! They rode motorcycles, dressed like "bikers" and did their best to act like them. In the end though, they had very ordinary, boring jobs, except for Sparks. Hell, the "Biker Bar" they hung out at on weekends wasn't a real "Biker Bar". It was more like a "wannabe" too! The owner loved the "notoriety" that came from having Bikers there on weekends, even fake ones. It was good for business. And for the boys, well, it was good too, since he accepted their fake ID's.

Sparks came the closest to being the "real deal." He had actually ridden around with a real Biker Group for a year after he had graduated from high school. He had gotten into numerous fights and only narrowly avoided getting sucked into the drug trafficking scene.

His last "near arrest" had opened his eyes. He found a job in a bike shop and did well as a mechanic. Running around with the group of "wannabe's" helped him satisfy some of his "wild" needs.

As he stared at the list of Emails, he thought about sending one to Shooter. He was anxious, but didn't want to sound too anxious. If "Shooter" was what he had been longing for, he had to be patient. So he waited.

--AUSTIN--

The star senior quarterback was having "issues" of his own. It had been a challenging weekend for him and his best friend Eric, followed by an intense football practice on Monday. Laying there on his bed, following a prolonged shower, Austin reflected on everything that had happened since that fateful night when he had taken that stupid, juvenile bet with Tanner.

The situation was totally bizarre. He felt guilty about it all, but most particularly about getting Eric pulled into it all. Still, he could not escape the fact that he had gotten highly aroused every time he was ordered to do something gay. And the more he did it, the less he thought about girls.

--JEFF--

The 14 year old Scout Patrol Leader was looking out his bedroom window at a big field and the woods beyond it. He was thinking about the "adventure" he had on Saturday with the members of his patrol. It had been wild. He smiled as he visualized the kidnapping thing, and the torture that had followed. But the part that excited him the most was the short encounter behind the big boulder.

His cock hardened as he remembered Dillon pulling his pants down and off. It got harder as he thought about his follow through when he left the note under the rock telling Dillon that he would indeed be his slave.

Over the past year, he and his patrol members had been experimenting with all sorts of "sexually" oriented games. All four were going through puberty and were constantly "worked up." They were fascinated with each other's genitals and focused on them for penalties and dares most of the time.

Jeff was a year older than the others. He was also more developed between his legs. While the others did have some pubic hairs beginning to appear, Jeff had a nice dark patch along with a thin "treasure trail."

The others just loved it when Jeff had to do some sore of penalty because it game them the chance to torture his penis and testicles.

Lately, Jeff had noticed another trend. He was the only member of the group who wasn't circumcised. While that had fascinated his fellow patrol members from the beginning, it had been only recently that they had discovered that there were some exciting ways to torture an un-circumcised penis.

He rubbed the front of his shorts as he thought about Dillon and wondered just how good he was at torturing other guys.

He checked his watch and trembled slightly. He didn't have long to wait before he made the call he had been ordered to make. Damn, he hoped it worked out! Fooling around with the guys in his patrol was fun, but he wanted more. He wanted to experience the feeling of being used and humiliated and being forced to suffer for another boy's pleasure. He especially wanted to be "ordered" to strip totally naked in all kinds of places and in front of others. Though he was proud of his body, he still felt some tinges of embarrassment taking off his clothes when no one else was. It was that sense of embarrassment that made it all the more exciting.

--DILLON--

Following dinner, Dillon waited anxiously in his room for the phone call from Jeff. He had some special things planned for Tanner after school, but would change them depending on how things went with Jeff.

All sorts of wild ideas went through his head. His relationship with Jeff would be a lot different than the one he had with Tanner. Sure Tanner would continue to be his slave, and he would enjoy making his best friend suffer at times. But, they would still be best friends, and the way things were going, well, lovers.

Jeff would be as close to being a true slave as possible. Dillon would own Jeff's body and have total control over it. What sexual pleasure Jeff would experience would be completely up to Dillon.

Jeff would be humiliated and tortured regularly. Dillon would Master his sadistic techniques by using Jeff's lean teenaged body. And right or wrong, his long range goal would be, that by the time Jeff finished high school, the only way he could receive pleasure from any form of sexual activity was to be tortured or humiliated at the same time.

Dillon might appear to be a "nice" boy to everyone around him, but he was, without question, a rapidly evolving sadist.

As he waited for the call, he thought about his sister. She must have had some inkling of Dillon's darker side. After the experience she and her sorority sisters had with Eric and Dillon, she had left a thank you message on his cell phone.

The last thing she said was to look behind the pile of boxes beside the door to the furnace room.

His cock throbbed as he remembered what he had found. It was the box of sex toys they had used on Eric and Austin. Foremost among them was a thing that looked like a cattle prod. Dillon had hidden them in a place he was sure was safe. His immediate plan was to experiment with them on Tanner, but with Jeff entering the picture, things could change.

----------------------------------------------------- DISCOVERIES AND DECISIONS

To Dillon's relief, his cell phone rang exactly on time. It was Jeff.

Dillon positioned himself in a spot in his room where he was certain he wouldn't be overheard. The conversation started out simply enough.

"Good Boy! You called! Guess this means you are totally in now! Right Boy!" Dillon said as firmly as possible.

Jeff swallowed hard and said, "Uh, yea. I mean I guess, Yes Sir!"

Dillon could tell that Jeff was really nervous. Had they been meeting face to face, he would have seen that Jeff's cock was as hard as it could be.

"Good boy! Now before I explain the terms of your slavery, I need to know some more things about you." Dillon said.

The talking continued for over a half hour. Jeff gave Dillon a detailed summary of his life.

His house wasn't all that far from the "Lookout" place, which meant it wasn't that far from Dillon's and Tanner's houses. You crossed that big cornfield, passed through the small wooded area and then another large field beyond that. There was a housing development across the road on the other side of the field. Jeff lived in the big yellow house along the road.

He had a 12 year old brother who was a jerk. How many 12 year old brothers aren't jerks?

He and his brother, and the members of his Scout patrol went to a private school. Dillon had heard of it. It was a prep school and rather exclusive. It was also an all boys' school.

His mom and dad were professionals, who worked in the city, and were gone most of the time. They had a "live-in" "nanny" taking care of them. Dillon smiled at that term, it was rarely used.

Jeff played several sports. His favorite was soccer, but he was also on the swim team, and played baseball in the spring. He planned to go out for rugby in a couple of years. You had to be 16 to play that at his school.

The Scout troop he was in was sponsored by the school. Boys were strongly encouraged to participate and earn their Eagle Scout badge because it would look good when applying to colleges.

With so many boys in the Troop, leadership positions were at a premium. Jeff was still serving as a patrol leader, but would probably end up being the Senior Patrol Leader soon.

Dillon was impressed with that. The Senior Patrol Leader was the top boy in a Scout Troop.

Jeff loved camping, hiking, video games and computers.

As Dillon listened, he started to worry that it would be all too easy to become close friends with Jeff. Who wouldn't? Still he was determined to see the slave thing through and not to get distracted.

With the basics out of the way, Dillon pressed for the "good" stuff.

Though he couldn't see Jeff, he was certain he was blushing as he answered Dillon's pointed and extremely personal questions. He shared just about everything. Things that most teenaged boys would never share with anyone. One of the things that excited Dillon the most was, that it was obvious that Jeff told him stuff he had never shared before.

Some of it was pretty weird.

Jeff's dad had been raised in a British boarding school, and apparently had some rather twisted ways of disciplining his sons.

Dillon listened as Jeff recounted some of the things he had experienced while growing up. The most significant ones, and the most interesting had happened after he turned 13.

Though his dad wasn't around all that much, when he was home he ruled with an iron hand. The slightest infractions were dealt with severely.

Dillon was thoughtful as he said, "Okay, so give me some examples of some of the punishments you got. You're my slave now, so give me the details."

Dillon could tell that Jeff was breathing hard as he talked about the punishments.

Spankings had been common for him and his younger brother for as long as he could remember. They started out being barehanded, across the knee, then progressed to paddles, a leather belt, a nasty thing his dad called a tawse, and occasionally, a cane. The cane was the worst.

Since he turned ten, his spankings were on his bare ass, and always done in front of his younger brother.

It was after he turned 13 that things took a major turn for the worse, punishment wise.

This was the part that really got Dillon's interest. Not only did it sound like Jeff's father was a sadistic bastard, but it also seemed like he had a thing for punishing teenage boys.

Shortly after his birthday, Jeff was in his room on a Sunday afternoon, following church. His dad was a Deacon of the church and had a meeting and wasn't expected to be home until dinner time. Mom was busy preparing dinner and his brother was in his room finishing his homework.

Jeff was feeling super horny that afternoon and decided to look at a "girlie" magazine, given to him by a classmate in secret. Though such publications were easy to obtain inside the repressive all boys school, they were regarded as contraband and could get you suspended or even expelled.

Jeff was so worked up that he couldn't resist taking a chance for a real thrill.

He pulled off all his clothes, lay down on the floor and proceeded to jack off while he looked at the dirty pictures. The door to his room was unlocked; dad didn't allow the boys to lock them. Still he did feel reasonably safe.

He lost himself in the moment and had just started to ejaculate when his door burst open. He looked up as his seed splattered onto his chest and stomach and turned white as a sheet when he saw his dad glaring down at him.

"You dirt little pervert! And on the Lord's day! You know masturbation is evil. Clean yourself up fast, put on your gym shorts and a shirt and come to my study, NOW! And bring that filthy magazine, and any others you have with you!"

Dillon was in a state of near shock as Jeff explained what happened next and during the days that followed.

When Jeff joined his dad in the den, he got a long lecture on the evils of pornography and masturbation. His father burned the magazine in the fireplace and demanded that Jeff tell him who gave it to him.

Jeff refused and his dad got even angrier. He demanded that Jeff reveal who it was. If he didn't he would be punished daily, until he told him who it was. The punishments would get worse each day, until he gave in.

Well Jeff stood his ground and the daily punishments commenced and got progressively harder and increasingly perverse and bizarre.

Jeff assured Dillon that it was all true.

That period of punishment lasted a full month. Jeff didn't give in and was only able to get relief when his father went away on an extended business trip. By the time he returned, his father had essentially forgiven him. At least for a bit.

"So come on Slave Boy! Tell me what that punishment was!" Dillon demanded.

There was another pause as Jeff took a deep breath. Listening to the story might have caused others to get a sympathetic lump in their throats. For Dillon, it only made his cock harder.

Jeff's punishment started the next day. The plan was that as soon as his father got home, Jeff was required to meet him in his study, wearing a T-shirt and gym shorts.

The first day was the shocker.

When Jeff entered his father's study as directed, he was surprised to see his younger brother. He was even more surprised with what happened next. His dad lectured him on the evils of masturbation and porn. Gave him a chance to receive a lesser punishment if he gave up his friend. When he refused, his dad ordered him to strip totally naked and stand in front of his younger brother.

He did as directed and suffered his first ultimate moment of humiliation.

He was required to masturbate in front of his brother while his dad spanked him with his hand. The spanking continued until he relieved the evil pressures. He was also required to catch his ejaculate and eat it.

The whole time his dad continued a running tirade about the evil lusts. He wanted to make sure Jeff's younger brother understood what masturbation was, and the consequences of engaging in it.

The punishment escalated each day. A paddle was used while he masturbated on the second day. A leather belt on the third. A tawse on the fourth and a cane on the fifth.

Jeff cried each time and still couldn't forget the evil grin on his younger brother's face.

The second week was the same, except now there were more witnesses. On most days it was his brother and a couple of his friends, but on others it was some of Jeff's classmates. The ones his dad suspected of providing him with the dirty magazine. Jeff stood his ground and his humiliation and suffering continued.

It was the last week that was the worst for the suffering 13 year old.

Perhaps his dad was getting worn out or maybe he was totally perverse.

For the last week, Jeff was turned over to his younger brother for his daily punishment. Jeff was hung by his wrists in the garage, naked of course, and his brother was given an hour to punish his older brother. He was promised a reward if he could get Jeff to reveal the name of the provider of the dirty magazine.

Dad took Mom out for dinner on each of those days so as to be away from the inevitable screams. In retrospect, it was probably a miracle that Jeff hadn't been seriously hurt.

His 11 year old brother was totally fascinated with his older brother's pubescent body. Unlike the dad's punishment, the younger brother directed almost all of the punishment to his brother's penis and testicles.

As each hour drew to a close, he stroked Jeff's cock until he shot into his hand, then made him eat his own cum.

There had been other times Jeff had been punished at home and in school. Dillon was anxious to hear more, but it was getting a little late.

Jeff promised to tell him more when they had more time. For now, he finished up by talking about his Patrol in the Scout troop.

"Okay, it's like I think I told you Sir. We play these games a lot. You know strip games. They've been pretty tame until recently. The guys have been coming up with some nasty penalties lately. I'm okay with it, but some of the others are sort of scared."

Dillon decided to move things along.

"Okay, we'll talk more about all of this stuff. Right now though we're going to confirm our arrangement. I don't want to waste my time if you don't understand what it is I expect, and end up backing out. So here it is."

Dillon was barely a year older than Jeff, but Jeff's respect was growing by the second.

"You said you'd be my slave boy so this is what that will mean. This will be your one chance to go with it or back out. You decide"

Dillon took another risky approach. He had decided to try and shock Jeff by using some of the things he had learned in talking with him. If Jeff still wanted in, then he would know he was on the right track dealing with him.

"Okay, so it's very simple. If you decide you really want to do this and be my slave boy, your obedience must be total! Your body will be mine! You will do whatever I tell you to do! I am expecting this arrangement to last all the way through high school, at least."

"I'll tell you when you can masturbate or have sex. I'll punish and torture you whenever I want, for my pleasure. If I want you to strip in a public place, you will strip in a public place. If I take you somewhere far from your house and strip you and leave you to find your way home buck-naked you will do it!"

"If I have you surrender yourself to the other boys in your patrol for torture, you will do it. The same thing holds true if I want you to submit to your younger brother and his friends. The bottom line is, I can order you to do whatever I want."

Dillon let it sink in for a few minutes before he said firmly, "So what is it Jeff? Are you absolutely sure you want to do this? If so, tell me you want it. If you do, there will be no turning back."

"And just so you understand there will be no turning back, I'll get some videos and pictures of you doing some very nasty things. They will be kept in a safe place. If you do try and back out, your father will get copies of them."

"So there it is! Take it or leave it!"

The video and picture thing had been unexpected, as had been the stuff about possibly submitting to his younger brother and others. That was scary, really scary.

The fear was real, but so was his desire to be controlled by a cruel, sadistic master, who would force him to do the nastiest things.

Dillon crossed his fingers while he waited for a response. Had he gone too far? Pushed too hard? He wondered.

He was about to speak, when Jeff cleared his throat and said, "I uh, accept your terms, uh sir."

Jeff's cock throbbed hard as he uttered those words and sweat ran down his sides.

Dillon's cock was throbbing too. He thought for a moment longer before responding, "Good Boy! We'll start things officially tomorrow afternoon. Meet me at the Lookout place after school. Wear a jock strap, gyms shorts, T-shirt, socks and running shoes, that's all! And bring me a list with the email addresses and cell phone numbers of all the members in your Scout patrol. No cumming until I say you can slave boy!"

He didn't wait for Jeff to reply. He just hung up.

Dillon was really pleased with himself. The call had gone well and he was looking forward to the next day. He would borrow Tanner's digital camcorder and make some videos of Jeff naked in the woods, sucking Tanner's cock, licking Tanner's ass, and more. Those would be his "insurance". Like Tanner, he had no real intention of ever using them, but Jeff wouldn't know that.

Jeff was extremely excited when he hung up the phone. Dillon seemed to be exactly what he was looking for. The fact that he was cute too helped. Sure he was scared, who wouldn't be in his situation. Before he went to bed that night, he pulled on an extra pair of shorts and sweats. He wanted to slow himself down if he was tempted to jack off. He didn't want to disobey an order already. He also figured it would help if he was super-horned for his first "official" meeting with his Master.

-------------------------------------------------------- A WILD "SUPER" TUESDAY

Not surprisingly, as Tuesday began all the boys were "super-horned." All woke up with major hard-on's, well, except for Eric and Austin who still had the chastity devices on. That didn't mean that their cocks didn't try to get hard though.

Tanner was up early that morning and at his computer. He had decided to get things moving with Sparks, so he dashed off a quick email, to the hot 21 year old. It was short and to the point: "Okay Slave Boy! Make No Plans for all day Sunday. I have plans for your body that day! I can almost guarantee you WILL be screaming a lot! I'll be in touch!"

That was it! It was enough though to cause Sparks to be boned all day at work.

Tanner also sent a text message to Austin. Because of the chastity device thing, he had to temporarily suspend Austin's original orders regarding cumming in other team members' jocks. He felt he needed to get some things moving again with the hot quarterback so he sent a message which read: "Come to my house after practice! Bring two sweaty jockstraps from two different team members!"

Tanner's cock really throbbed as he sent that message. He knew that Dillon had something nasty planned for him, but was certain he wouldn't mind doing something with Austin as well.

He had just logged off his computer when he heard the sound of cars pulling out of the driveway. He peaked out the window to confirm that his parents had indeed left for work.

He checked the clock and was pleased to see he had plenty of time before he had to leave for school. As horny as he was, he wanted some relief.

He tiptoed down the hall and into Eric's room. Not surprisingly, he was still sound asleep. Tanner pulled the covers off his older brother and smiled as he looked at his muscular body, clothed only a pair of warn gym shorts.

He sat down on the bed and started poking him in the side. It took a lot of poking before Eric finally rolled over, opened his eyes and glared at Tanner.

"What the fuck do you want?" he stammered.

Tanner giggled, "Oh come on Eric, you've slept long enough. I have some things for you to do."

Eric almost snapped back before he was able to get hold of himself. He wanted to get on Tanner's good side in hope of getting the chastity thing removed for the weekend.

He rubbed the sleep from his eyes, sat up and asked, "Okay, yea. So what do you want me to do?"

Tanner grinned, "Well, my guess is you gotta take a piss first, right?" Eric always needed to piss when he woke up.

Eric nodded and said, "Yea, is that okay?"

Tanner gestured towards the bathroom and said, "Go right ahead!"

Eric climbed out of bed and headed to the bathroom. He hated having to piss with the damn chastity thing on, but he had no choice.

By the time he was finished, his head had cleared some more and he was getting a little anxious about what Tanner was up to already.

As soon as he returned, Tanner got down to business.

"Okay, don't worry, we still have time to get ready for school. I've been thinking about our arrangement and have decided to start a sort of regular regimen with you."

Eric didn't like the sound of that. He sat on the end of the bed and listened as Tanner explained what he had in mind and he didn't like what he heard.

"Okay, I'm just about 15, and boys my age have certain needs. You're gonna help me with them. From now on, you're gonna give me a good blow job every day before school. And I mean a good one! Also, from now on, whenever mom and dad aren't here, you'll be naked in the house. You'll stay naked, even if someone else is here. Oh and also, from now on, when you do your morning exercises, you'll do them on the back porch. Got it?"

Eric shrugged his shoulders and said softly, "Yea, I got it." He wasn't liking it, but he understood.

Tanner smiled and said, "Okay, good. Now take off those shorts and follow me to the kitchen for breakfast."

Eric pulled off his shorts, then followed Tanner through the house and into the kitchen. He blushed as he ate a bowl of cereal. It felt odd, sitting in the kitchen like this.

As soon as they were finished eating, Tanner led Eric to the back porch and said, "Okay, go to it!"

Eric's morning routine consisted of a series of pushups, situps, leg lifts, jumping jacks and stretches. His face turned bright red as he went through his routine outside on the back porch. The odds of being seen were not all that great, except for the Fernald's house. They had a couple of young boys whose bedroom window overlooked the porch. Anyone looking out that window had a perfect view of the entire porch.

Tanner's cock hardened even more as he watched his brother exercising in the nude. He loved this feeling.

As soon as he was done, Tanner led him back inside the kitchen, pulled his shorts down and said, "Okay big brother! Time for my morning jumpstart!"

Eric shook slightly as he dropped to his knees and slowly pulled Tanner's erect shaft into his mouth. Tanner rubbed his fingers through Eric's hair and moaned as his older brother sucked away.

He was so worked up that he wasn't able to hold off for very long. After just over two minutes, he shot his pent up load into Eric's mouth. Eric swallowed it as fast as he could, but still got a sizable amount of Tanner's rich teen cream on his tongue.

Tanner patted him on the head and said, "Good boy! Do that well every time, and you'll earn a reward!"

Eric smiled meekly at Tanner and decided to take a chance.

"Uh Tanner, speaking of rewards, I was just wondering, if, okay, if I do well this week, might it be possible to get this device removed before the weekend so I can, you know go on some dates?"

He tried to sound as humble and compliant as possible.

Tanner thought for a moment, then grinned and said, "Well, I'm in the mood to be generous, so I'll tell you what. If you are a `model' slave boy for the rest of the week and do exactly as I say, without any lip, and show me total respect in front of my friends, then I'll take it off you Friday night, just before the football game. After that, if you continue being a model slave, it will remain off. But if you screw up, and piss me off, I'll put it back on for a full month."

Eric was ecstatic. He thanked Tanner over and over again.

Tanner let him go on for a bit before he grinned some more and said, "And before you ask, I'll take the device off of Austin at the same time. It'll stay off as well, as long as I get your total cooperation."

Eric thanked him even more. He had no doubt that Tanner would make things rough for the remainder of the week. If he got the damn devices off of himself and Austin, it would be worth it.

With that, the boys rushed off to get ready for school.

Eric was really excited. He could hardly wait for the weekend. "Watch out BITCH'S!" He thought as he dressed quickly.

Tanner was excited as well. As much as he liked making his brother and Austin suffer with those devices on, he was missing seeing and torturing their hard cocks. He hoped Eric would be true to his word and remain cooperative. If he screwed up though, Tanner would have no choice but to put the devices back on him and Austin. This time for a full month.

Since Tanner and Dillon had some important stuff to talk about, they decided to walk to school. Dillon surprised Tanner by saying that he would be breaking in a new slave boy after school and wanted Tanner's help.

He didn't give Tanner many particulars other than the fact that the guy was 14 and that he wanted to get some "incriminating" pictures of him as insurance. He had decided not to tell Tanner that the guy, Jeff, was the leader of the group that had kidnapped and tortured him. That time would come.

With that out of the way, they talked about Austin. Tanner had ordered him to come to his house after football practice and to bring two sweaty jockstraps stolen from his teammates. He hadn't decided exactly what he would do with Austin, but wanted to do something nasty.

The last thing they talked about was lunch with Josh. Dillon had a wild idea, which Tanner loved. Neither one wanted to do the exact same thing as the day before, at least not so soon. What Dillon came up with would be even more fun.

It was no surprise that all three boys were fully boned when they entered the lunchroom. What was a surprise for Josh was that Tanner told him to eat his lunch fast, because they were going somewhere.

All three boys, ate quickly. As soon as they were done, Dillon led Tanner and Josh out through the halls to small door that led to the auditorium's stage. It was the only door that was left unlocked. All the main doors to the auditorium were locked, to keep students from sneaking in and getting into mischief.

Of course, mischief is exactly what Dillon and Tanner had in mind.

As soon as they got backstage, Dillon looked at Josh and said, "Okay Slave Boy. We have a special challenge for you today. To start with, take off all your clothes!"

Josh stammered, "You mean everything? Right here?"

Dillon nodded and grinned, "Yes! Everything. Then bundle it all up and give it all to Tanner."

Josh's hands trembled as he stripped off all his clothes, wrapped everything together and handed them to Tanner. He was as excited as he was scared, and his perfectly shaped, circumcised cock was sticking straight up in the air.

Dillon nodded to Tanner, who pushed open the back curtain and ran across the stage. "He'll be back in just in minute."

Josh started breathing hard as the realization struck that Tanner was probably stashing his clothes somewhere. Maybe even hiding them. That last thought made his balls tingle.

When Tanner stepped back through the curtain, he gave Dillon a "thumbs-up" signal. Dillon smiled, pulled a pair of handcuff's out of the bottom of his backpack and quickly cuffed Josh's hands behind his back.

He then dragged Josh through the backstage curtain and onto the main stage. The front curtain was open, so they could see out across the entire auditorium.

Josh's heart was really beating fast when Dillon led him to the center of the stage and ordered him to kneel, facing the audience and spread his knees wide.

The next part of the plan was what scared Tanner and Dillon quite a bit. If they were discovered in the next five minutes or so, they would be in serious trouble. But that is what made it all the more exciting.

Dillon was part of the school drama group, and served as a stagehand, so he knew quite a bit about the equipment, and most importantly the lighting controls.

He ran over to one of the lighting control panels, flipped a switch, and to Josh's shock, a spotlight came on aimed at him.

With the spotlight on, he walked back to Josh and said, "Okay Slave Boy, this is your challenge for today. Tanner has placed your clothes and the handcuff key somewhere in the auditorium. The first part of your challenge will be to make Tanner and me, and then yourself cum. If you can do that before the end of this period, then Tanner will tell you exactly where your clothes and the key are. If not, you'll have to find them yourself cause Tanner and I will go to class. You'll have just one period to find them though, since the drama class will be in here for the following period."

Josh was really breathing hard. Though there was no one else in the auditorium, he felt totally exposed and vulnerable. His challenge began when Tanner stepped in front of him, dropped his shorts and pulled Josh's face into his groin.

Josh's cock throbbed as he odor of Tanner's exposed pubic area filled his nostrils. He leaned forward, licked Tanner's balls, then ran his tongue up and down his erect teen shaft.

There were so many things that excited Josh, but this was one of the best. He loved looking at Tanner's erect penis. It was similar to his own circumcised manhood. It wasn't too thick or too thin, and was about 6 or 7 inches long when fully erect. Like Josh, Tanner's cock stood up straight when fully aroused, with no bend in it. The mushroom head was perfectly formed.

Josh's entire body tingled as he pulled Tanner's throbbing cock into his mouth and started sucking. Tanner's body tingled too. The sensation on his stretched cock flesh was wonderful. Seeing the naked, cuffed 16 year old with the perfect lean body, on his knees, sucking away, added to his excitement level.

Not surprisingly, it didn't take long before Tanner's cream gushed into his mouth. As soon as he felt Tanner's cock surge, Josh sucked fast and hard. When he was certain that he had sucked tanner dry, he sat back on his heels and waited.

Josh was really starting to like the taste of cum, especially Tanner's.

Dillon was next. He dropped his shorts to his ankles in front of Josh and gasped when Josh began licking his balls.

The pubic odor wasn't quite as strong from Dillon, but it was there. Just before Josh began licking Dillon's cock, he took a moment to examine it. It was a little different than his and Tanner's. To start with, it wasn't quite as long and was a little skinnier. It was fully erect, but had a slight curve in it. That aside, it did have a very nice circumcised mushroom shaped head.

Dillon began to moan as soon as Josh started sucking him. Like Tanner, it didn't take long before he creamed inside Josh's mouth. Josh sucked him dry as fast as he could before sitting back.

Dillon pulled up his pants and checked his watch. There was about ten minutes left before the end of the period.

"Okay Slave Boy! You sucked really good. Looks like you have ten minutes left to make yourself cum. Remember, if the period ends before you cum, you'll have to find your clothes and the key yourself. So bet started!"

Josh's heart was beating really fast. He sat back on his heels for a few minutes, while he tried to figure out what to do. His hands were cuffed behind his back, so he couldn't reach his hard cock.

He remembered the times he had made himself cum by rubbing against a corner of his bed, or on the living room couch. He thought about rubbing his cock on auditorium floor carpeting, but it looked pretty rough.

He was getting close to panicking when he looked at the curtains on the front of the stage. They were bunched up and had a velvety look to them.

Tanner and Dillon watched Josh rise to his feet, run across the stage and begin sliding his cock up and down on the curtains. It took a little maneuvering to get the right angle and enough pressure to start feeling a pleasurable sensation on his throbbing shaft.

Dillon winked at Tanner as they watched the sweaty naked teen hump the bunched up curtains like a wild dog. It was fun to watch. As worked up as Josh was, it still took almost 4 minutes for him to start shooting. As always, he shot a lot.

Dillon checked the time, nodded to Tanner and said, "Okay, he did it! So tell him!"

Tanner looked over at Josh and said, "Okay Slave Boy, your clothes and the handcuff key are at the back of the auditorium near the center doors right under the exit sign! Good luck. We'll meet you outside again after school. Don't forget the handcuffs!"

Tanner smiled at Dillon and motioned towards the stage door. They headed towards it and glanced back at Josh running up the aisle. They both loved seeing him naked and sweating.

They had thought about staying to watch, but didn't want to be late for their next class, so the left.

Josh was relieved to find his clothes, and the key exactly where Tanner said it would be. It was a little tricky picking up the handcuff key. He dropped it a couple of times before he was finally able to get it into the lock. He had to strain his muscles to turn the key. Thankfully it didn't take long.

With the cuffs off, Josh hurried to pull his clothes on. He was just about done when the bell rang. He slipped into his sneakers, secured them with the Velcro straps, shoved the handcuff's in his pocket and rushed through the auditorium doors and out into the hall.

He had to run all the way to his next class, and made it just in time.

As he slowly regained his breath, he reflected on what had happened during his lunch period. The taste of Tanner's and Dillon's cocks and cum was still strong in his mouth, and their pubic odors still seemed to linger in his nostrils.

His heart started to beat faster as he remembered how he felt being naked on the big stage. It had been very scary, but totally exciting. As he listened to the teacher drone on about a term paper assignment, his thoughts turned to what Tanner and Dillon might have planned for him after school and once more, his balls and cock began to tingle all over again.

There was "tingling" going on in another part of the school as well.

Austin and Eric were in the special training room reserved for varsity players. They were alone for the moment and just starting to lift weights. Eric had just shared the news about the upcoming weekend and both were excited. Austin was cautious and reminded Eric about his promise to Tanner.

"Well, I wouldn't go out and buy a deluxe pack of rubbers just yet, Dude. Remember, you promised Tanner you'd be extra cooperative from now on. If you can't do that, then he'll probably made us keep these damn things on through the weekend, maybe longer."

"Yea, I know. That little sneaky faggot is gonna make me do a shit load of perv stuff all this week. He started this morning by making me give him a blowjob before school, and now I have to be naked at home whenever the parents aren't there. What the hell though, I guess it'll be worth it to get these damn things off."

Austin thought it would be too. He couldn't wait to jack off again. As for the bitches, well, oddly enough he had some strange mixed feelings. On the one hand, he wanted to go on a hot date. But on the other hand, he was sort of curious about what Tanner might come up with for him to do.

"Dude, don't forget we have to work this Saturday and Sunday afternoon at the theater," Austin reminded him.

Eric had almost forgotten. He shivered as he thought about Josh and what Tanner had made him do to him, just the day before. He got a sinking feeling in his stomach as remembered that and considered the fact that Josh would probably be working at the same time.

After doing a few sets on the weight bench, Austin told Eric about Tanner's most recent orders.

"Yea, I'm supposed to come over to your house after practice today, and I'm supposed to bring two sweaty jock straps from two other guys on the team. I don't know what Tanner has planned for me." Austin said nervously.

Eric crossed his eyes and grunted, "Well I'm sure it will be perverted, whatever it is. He is a nasty little fag! Anyway, I'll help you steal the jocks if you want."

Austin smiled, "Yea, that might help. I got two guys in mind. Maybe you could steal one, and I'll take the other."

They finished their weight training session without talking about Tanner. In Austin's case, he couldn't put Tanner out of his mind though. His balls kept tingling as he imagined all sorts of things happening later that day. He might be nervous about it, but couldn't deny the fact that he was also excited.

Tanner and Dillon were imagining a lot too. They had a study hall together and managed to get a couple of library passes. They found an out of the way corner in the library and sat down at a table.

A hushed conversation followed, during which time, the two planned the rest of their day. Tanner was more than happy to let Dillon take charge of things for the rest of the day. He loved it when Dillon got pushy. He also loved Dillon's dirty, creative mind.

"Okay, to start with, the main thing is I need to get some video's of this Jeff guy doing nasty stuff. He seems really willing to be my slave, but I want to have that insurance. You know like you have with Austin so he can't change his mind."

"Sound's like a good idea. Guess you want to use me as part of it?" Tanner giggled.

Dillon blushed just a little before saying, "Well Yea. Actually you and Josh. I want to get some video of him sucking cocks and getting sucked. That should be enough."

He told Tanner some more about Jeff, what he looked like, the school he went to, the discipline shit that his father had pulled, and even that he was in a Scout troop and had been playing `games' with some of the other boys. He omitted the part about Jeff's involvement with Tanner's kidnapping. He still hadn't figured out when he would share that with Tanner.

"So what about fucking? Man if his Dad is that wild, he'd go crazy if he saw a video of his son getting fucked, or fucking another guy." Tanner said intensely.

"Well, I thought about that. I don't think I'll need that just yet. Besides, I sort of want to save that. He hasn't been fucked yet and also hasn't fucked anyone, so I want to do something intense at some point. Maybe a `gang bang' thing." Dillon said thoughtfully.

"That's cool. I can't wait to see this Dude." Tanner grinned.

There was a momentary pause before Dillon said, "There's just one other thing. I'm going to make it clear that you're my slave too and have to do whatever I say, just like them. To demonstrate, I'm going to have Jeff torture you and Josh for a bit, while I take some videos of that too."

Tanner's cock and balls really started to tingle. He thought for a moment, then said, "Well, that's cool. I am your slave boy, so why not."

Dillon nodded and continued, "I am gonna say something like you're my `number one' slave boy, which means at most times they'll have to take orders from you too."

"Sounds like a plan to me!" Tanner chuckled. While others might have had some concerns about switching back and forth between Dominant and submissive roles, Tanner didn't.

"So are you done talking about your stuff yet, `all powerful master'?" Tanner asked teasingly.

Dillon laughed, "You'll pay for that! But yea I am."

Tanner said, "Well good, cause I got some stuff to talk about. First off can you stay for supper tonight?"

Dillon nodded, "Yea, I'm pretty sure I can." The boys were always eating at each other's houses, so it would be no big deal.

"Okay cool. Austin's coming over after football practice and I was hoping you could help me with him. I was thinking we'd take him out in the woods and have some nasty fun with him. Maybe Eric too." Tanner said softly.

"Can't do too much, because it's a school night. But we'll still have a couple of hours out in the woods. So it should be lots of fun. For us anyway! Maybe some night we'll get Josh and the new guy involved too."

The period ended and they went to their last class.

School ended the same way it would for many days to come. Josh met Tanner and Dillon outside the school, and followed them home. All three were, once again totally boned.

The "sacred" teenaged boy tradition took place as soon as they got to Tanner's house! Snack time!

It was a quick snack though, since they had a meeting in the woods! Tanner tossed a bunch of stuff from his secret "toy box" into his backpack, along with his digital camcorder and camera. It didn't matter that some of the toys could be used on him. He was SO horny again.

And speaking of horny!

Jeff was waiting at the Lookout Place in the woods. He was pacing back and forth. It had been a tough day for him at school. He couldn't stop thinking about this moment. He had been boned the entire day and had barely managed to get through gym class and the mandatory shower afterwards without anyone noticing.

He had second and third thoughts throughout the day. Hell, even fourth thoughts. He tried to convince himself that what he was doing was wrong, but failed.

And so here he was, waiting anxiously. He had given his word that he wanted to be a slave to this Dillon boy. Now that it was about to actually happen and become "official" he was getting scared. Dillon's insistence on the video stuff would definitely ensure there was no turning back, ever. Well at least as long as his father was around.

All paced out, the 14 year old prep school jock, sat down on a rock and waited. He had the distinct feeling that the boy who he and his patrol members had kidnapped on Saturday would be with Dillon. His feelings also told him that he was not to reveal his role in that even until Dillon told him to do so, if ever.

He was starting to worry that he had perhaps misunderstood his instructions about the meeting, when he heard footsteps and voices on the trail leading up to the Lookout Point.

He stood up and his heart and cock began to throb as soon as he saw the little entourage approaching.

Dillon, his soon to be "official" Master was in the lead. He was followed by two other boys. The first was the one he and his patrol members had captured and tortured. The second was a total stranger. Jeff took a real good look at him. He was a little older than Dillon and the other Dude, and was incredibly good looking. Hell, he looked like one of those boys on the recruiting folders for his prep school.

Jeff waved at Dillon and smiled nervously as the wave was acknowledged and the group made their final approach.

The boys "sized" each other up quickly before Dillon started things off.

"Okay guys, we have a lot to do, in very little time. So I'll keep this simple. Guys, this is Jeff. Jeff, these guys are Tanner and Josh."

They nodded to each other and mumbled typical teenage boy "platitudes". "Yo Dude. Wassup," etc.

Tanner had expected a bunch of "beating around the bush" before anything really got going, and was very surprised and excited when Dillon got right to the point.

"Okay, look, I don't want to waste time with a bunch of bullshit. So the bottom line is this. We are here right now for one reason, and that is to make it official that Jeff here is my slave."

He glanced at Tanner and Josh and said, "You guys are here to help make it `official', and to be witnesses."

He looked at Jeff and snapped, "So okay Jeff! We are here. I've got two witnesses here too. Are you ready to prove that you are willing to be a slave boy? You already know the rules, which are unconditional!"

Jeff swallowed hard, glanced at the other boys and then said, "Ummm, yea. I mean Yes Sir. I do. I'll do whatever you say, no matter what."

Dillon was about to continue when he was struck with another wild idea. He winked at Tanner, then turned to Josh and said as firmly and "officially" as he could, "So what about you Josh? Are you also ready to "officially" prove that you are willing to be a slave boy? I'm sure you already understand the rules, which are unconditional!"

Josh had already proven it, but this made it sound oh so official.

Josh took a deep breath and said, "Uh, Yes Sir, I am."

Dillon smiled, gestured towards Tanner and said, "Very Good. We will now proceed to seal your promises with an official record."

Tanner picked up on it and pulled the camcorder out of his backpack.

Jeff and Josh were both nervous as Dillon directed them to stand facing each other, and to removed each other's clothes.

Tanner switched the camera on as soon as they started.

By the time both were totally naked, both boys were fully erect, sweating, and breathing hard.

"We will start with you Jeff. Get down on your knees in front of Josh. In that position, you should be smart enough to figure out what I expect you to do!" Dillon said firmly.

Jeff dropped to his knees and stared at Josh's pubic area. He was much more developed than the members of his Scout patrol. His entire body tingled as he leaned closer and began licking Josh's balls.

Josh moaned as Jeff ran his tongue all over his balls. His moans grew louder as Jeff began running his tongue up and down his hard shaft.

Tanner used the camera well. He made sure he had some good close-ups of Jeff servicing Josh's manhood. He also included some shots that clearly showed the erect state of Jeff's own cock.

By the time Jeff started sucking Josh's cock, both were breathing very hard and sweating. As soon as it appeared that Josh was getting close to shooting, Dillon told Jeff to stop.

As worked up as they were, both seemed dismayed when Dillon ordered Jeff to stop.

He let them wait before directing them to switch positions.

Josh got into it in a hurry. He washed Jeff's sweaty balls with his tongue, then worked on his wonderful teen shaft. Jeff's cock head was super-sensitive and Josh took advantage of it, running his tongue over it repeatedly before pulling the whole thing into his mouth.

Tanner continued to do an excellent job with the camcorder. While he got some close-ups of Josh's face, he also got some more of Jeff, showing him in total ecstasy as his cock was serviced by another boy.

Josh was also ordered to stop before Jeff started to cum. He wanted them both to be super hard and horned for the next part.

That part began with Jeff begin strung up with his hands high over his head, and his legs spread wide and tied off to two stumps.

Dillon pulled Tanner to the other side of the clearing to talk. He had made his decision about when to tell Tanner the rest of the story. He was a little worried that Tanner would be really pissed, but thought he knew Tanner well enough to chance it.

Tanner listened carefully as Dillon spoke in hushed tones.

"Okay, look, I have been meaning to tell you this but was afraid you'd be really mad at me."

Tanner promised he wouldn't be then continued to listen as Dillon told him the whole story about the kidnapping, how he had recruited the boys from the field to do it, and also the fact that Jeff was their patrol leader.

Dillon held his breath as Tanner considered what he had just heard. It took a few moments for a wicked smile to cross Tanner's face and for him to laugh and say, "Man! Holy shit! You got me good Dude! I had no clue! Man that was so intense. Had me scared shitless most of the time."

"So you're not pissed?" Dillon inquired.

"Well I suppose I should be, but I'm actually not. In fact, you can pull something like that on me again if you want. Just don't let me see it coming. The whole kidnapping thing is sort of hot."

Dillon was relieved and excited. He would definitely plan another kidnapping. One that would be more intense than the first.

"Okay, so anyway, now it's time for some punishment and torture. You go ahead and punish Jeff for what him and his boys did to you. You'll have to work pretty fast though, since we'll need to be home in time for supper."

Jeff really started to breath hard as he watched Tanner approach with a nasty smile on his face.

Tanner paused long enough to whisper something in Josh's ear. As soon as he was done, Josh got up and walked across the clearing and into the woods, clearly looking for something.

Tanner stepped up to Jeff and smirked, "So you're the leader of that bunch of guys who jumped me and tortured me, huh?"

Jeff swallowed hard and said, "Yes Sir. Sorry."

Tanner laughed as he began running his hands over Jeff's outstretched naked body.

"That's okay, I understand. Of course you're going to be punished for it!"

Jeff nodded, "Yes sir. I know I deserve it."

Jeff was definitely scared. What boy wouldn't be in that position? In spite of that fear, he couldn't escape the fact that he was actually more aroused than he had ever been before.

He recalled the times when he had been punished in front of his younger brother. He also thought about what Dillon had told him about the possibility of being "turned over" to his brother and also to the members of his own Scout patrol.

His cock seemed to get even harder as he considered both of those possibilities. It was while he was thinking about that, that he remembered his other instruction. He looked over at Dillon, who had taken over the video duties and said, "Uh, Sir. I almost forgot. I wrote down the names and contact information for the boys in my patrol. It's all on a slip of paper in the pocket of my shorts."

Dillon set the camera down long enough to retrieve the slip of paper. He glance at it and said, "Yo slave boy, there's more names on here than were with you that day. Are they `into' games like the rest are?"

Jeff nodded and said, "Yes Sir. They've all played them. The other guys weren't there that day because they had a swim meet at the Y."

Dillon liked that! Swimmers! That meant some more lean bodies for sure.

With the note safely tucked away, he picked up the camera and started recording again.

Tanner had meanwhile retrieved a leather flogger from his backpack and swished it in the air in front of Jeff. He was just about to speak when Josh stepped out of the woods behind Jeff. Tanner smiled as he saw the leafy objects that he was carrying. He motioned for him to stay where he was, then turned to Jeff and said, "Okay Slave Boy. It's time to start proving just how good a slave you'll be. The first part of your punishment will be flogging, all over your body. Take a minute to consider how many lashes you should receive for what you and your boys did to me!"

He let Jeff think on that as he rushed over to Josh. Josh looked at him a little sheepishly and whispered, "These aren't exactly what you asked me to find, but I thought these would actually be better."

Tanner looked at them and smiled, "You're right these are better."

Josh was holding a small bunch of thin thorny vines. There were quite a few small green thorns mixed in between the leaves.

Tanner thought for a couple of minutes, then smiled at Josh and said, "Okay slave Boy, now here's the plan. To start with, I want you to wrap these things around Jeff's cock and the top of his ball sack. Make sure you get some around his cock head. He's not circumcised, so it's like super sensitive."

"How tight do you want me to wrap them?" Josh inquired.

Tanner winked and said, "Tight enough so he really squirms and gets tears in his eyes. I want to watch him suffer. And don't worry if you draw a little blood. We have some anti-septic in the backpack."

Josh had never considered the possibility that he would be on the other side of things. He got excited when Tanner and Dillon made him do "stuff", but found this exciting as well.

His hands did shake, however, as he stepped in front of Jeff and began wrapping the thorny little vines around his erect manhood. Within seconds, Jeff began gasping for air and thrashing about as the thorns bit into his sensitive cock flesh.

His thrashing and gasping intensified as Josh wrapped a vive around the top of his ball sack and pulled it tight.

As soon as he was done, Josh dropped the remaining vines on the ground, stepped back, and watched the suffered teen. He felt a little sorry for Jeff, but not as much as he thought he would. There really was something strangely exciting about watching the boned teenage boy suffering like this.

Tanner waited for Jeff to settle down, before he looked at Jeff and said, "Okay, that's just the start of your punishment. The flogging is next. So how many lashes do you think you should receive? You'd better impress me, or I'll have Josh here tighten those thorny vines on your prick, slave boy!"

There was interesting thing about teenaged boys that Tanner and Dillon had both read about in some stories. It seemed to be true for some older guys as well. Some boys who are super horned have difficulty thinking straight. What's more, they tend to have an enhanced sense of bravery.

Tanner looked at Jeff. He was sweating, breathing hard and tears were running down his face. In spite of the fact that his cock and balls were wrapped in thorns, his cock remained hard as a rock and was even showing signs of some pre-cum oozing out.

Jeff was feeling a lot of pain and knew more was coming. He recalled how the boys in his patrol had jabbed Tanner's cock and balls with the pointed little sticks that day and told himself that he deserved this punishment and more.

Tanner had taken his torture "like a man", well close to it, and he was determined to do the same.

He looked Tanner directly in the eye and said firmly, "100 hundred lashes Sir. More if you think this worthless slave needs it!"

Tanner was surprised and pleased. Especially at the last part.

Now although Dillon seemed to be the most creative of the two friends, when it came to punishment and torture. Tanner had his moments too, and this was one of them.

He pulled a narrow leather strap out of the backpack, winked at Dillon then turned to Josh as he handed him the flogger.

"Okay Josh. Time for you to impress us once more. You heard the slave boy. 100 hundred lashes all over his body."

Josh looked at the flogger in his hand and at Jeff's naked body. He thought for a just a moment, then asked, "How hard should they be, sir?"

Tanner grinned, "As hard as you think they should be. But for any lash that I feel wasn't hard enough, you'll receive two with this leather strap. One across your ass, and one on your prick! Understood?"

Josh swallowed hard, nodded and said, "Yes Sir!"

Tanner nodded back and said, "Okay, get started!"

Josh had apparently gotten the message. He started on Jeff's back and ass. He barely paused as he delivered one hard lash after another. It took about ten before Jeff started to scream. His back and ass felt like they were on fire. What was worse, every time he thrashed around, the thorns seemed to bite into his cock and balls more.

When he reached 25, Josh shifted to Jeff's chest, stomach and thighs. The first blows were hard, and raised red welts quickly. Then came a blow that was clearly not as hard as Tanner wanted.

Tanner halted the proceedings long enough to deliver a sharp blow to Josh's creamy white ass and across his throbbing shaft. Josh almost fell over when he felt the terrible sting to his hard male member. It hurt like hell.

The immediate result was, Jeff received 20 nasty lashes to his chest, stomach and thighs.

Jeff was trying so hard to keep from crying out, but the blows were just too hard. His screams grew louder and louder as his flesh reddened.

It was just after he passed 75, that Josh felt a little sorry for Jeff. He was really suffering now. There were red stripes all over his sweaty body, and he was sobbing.

Josh tried to lighten up. In fact he tried it several times. The result was more nasty lashes on his ass and cock. The ones to his cock were the worst.

By the time he reached 100, Josh had a few bright red stripes on his ass and a couple on his cock. But was nothing compared to Jeff.

Tanner had decided that Jeff had taken his punishment well enough. He had Josh help him untie Jeff and to lay him down on a beach towel. Jeff winced as he lay down on his back, and again as Josh worked to remove the thorns from around his cock and balls.

Tanner handed a tube of ointment to Josh and said, "Go ahead and rub this stuff on him, front and back. It will help. Take your time while I talk to Dillon."

Dillon and Tanner retreated out of earshot. Tanner started the conversation by saying, "Okay, I'm satisfied. He took his punishment well. Even better, he stayed hard throughout. I love it when that happens. Means he's really into' it, just like in the stories. Maybe even more. Josh seemed to get into' it too. That's good that he seems to be okay with `dishing it out'. Will make things more fun at the theater if we can use him that way with Eric and Austin. Doesn't mean we let up on Josh though."

Dillon grinned as he watched Josh gently rub the soothing ointment on Jeff's thighs. "Yea, this is working out better than I had planned. I do want to get just a little more video though. Even though I don't really plan to use it against him, Jeff won't know that."

Their talk turned to plans for after supper. Both were looking forward to doing something with Austin and Eric, especially Austin.

They watched as Josh beginning applying the ointment to Jeff's hard cock. Oddly enough, both were having similar thoughts. As much as they liked torturing Austin and Eric with the cock cages, both were missing the opportunity to mess with their hard cocks.

Dillon knew about the deal Tanner had made with Eric. It was a good plan, and would almost definitely help ensure that Eric cooperated completely. Knowing that Eric hated doing all the gay stuff, made it a lot more fun.

"I have an idea I think might be fun. How about, tonight, when we bring Eric and Austin out here, we have a contest, a race. We make them race around that big cornfield, totally naked, except for running shows. We make them run two, or maybe three, since they are in such good shape. The winner gets the chastity thing taken off tonight. The loser has to wait until the weekend. Assuming that Eric still `cooperates' without griping."

"If Eric screws up though, the device goes back on the winner, and both will keep them on for a month. Oh and yea, if Eric ever does screw up after they have the devices off, then they go back on both of them. So your plan should still work."

Tanner liked the idea.

"So who do you think is faster?" Dillon asked.

Tanner smiled and said, "Well, they're both pretty damn fast, but I think Austin is probably faster than my brother. So my guess is he'll probably win. I have a special penalty in mind for the loser. It just came to me."

Before he was about to tell Dillon what it was, Josh called over and said, "Uh sorry sirs. I finished putting the ointment on him. Just so you know."

Jeff was sitting up and looked a lot better. There were red marks still visible, but most had already started to fade.

Dillon glanced at Tanner and said, "We'd better finish up with these two now. You use the camera. I'll tell Jeff what to say and do, like a film director."

Tanner grabbed the camera and listened as Dillon gave Jeff and Josh their directions.

It was corny, and did come across like some contrived piece of gay porn, but it worked. Of the two, Josh was clearly the better actor, but Jeff didn't do too badly.

It started off with Jeff "begging" Josh to let him jack Josh off. Josh agreed, but only if he got to jack Jeff off afterwards.

Tanner got some great video of the event.

Jeff was clearly enjoying masturbating the 16 year old teen, and was ecstatic when Josh returned the favor. Both were highly animated when they came, and both shot large loads onto their chests and stomachs.

Each scenes were followed by Jeff eating all the cum. He licked it off of Josh and then begged Josh to feed him his own cum when the time came. It was a great video, and one that Jeff would live in fear of for some time.

With the "filming" over, both boys were allowed to dress and then were sent on their way with final instructions. Neither of them was allowed to cum without permission. Both had to go commando to school everyday. Josh was told to meet Tanner and Dillon at lunch as usual. Jeff was told to check his email regularly and to expect a call from Dillon early the next morning.

The two "official" slave boys acknowledged their instructions and went their separate ways.

Tanner and Dillon then gathered up their stuff and headed to Tanner's house. It was one of those rare nights when mom would be home in time to cook supper. She knew that Dillon was coming and Austin as well. Which was fine with her, since both were such nice boys.

Supper was a little later to accommodate Eric and Austin's football practice.

Tanner and Dillon used the intervening time to check their emails and discuss their other, here-to-fore, untested slave boy. Dillon had seen pictures of the boyish looking 21 year old, and thought he was very hot.

"So you're sure he's really going to come through? And be your slave?" Dillon asked.

"Yea, I'm pretty dammed sure. He seems to really want it bad. Guess he is like me in some ways. You know, likes it both ways. In his case though, my guess is, he really wants to be on the receiving end. Mostly from a younger guy like me." Tanner giggled.

Tanner though for a moment, then said, "Anyway, lets just double check. I sent him just a brief email about not scheduling anything for Sunday. I think I'll give him some more specifics about what he has to look forward to. Feel free to throw in some ideas while I type Dude."

Tanner started composing a new email to Sparks while Dillon watched and read along.

"Okay Slave Boy, I thought I'd better confirm some things, just to make sure you understand what I'll expect beginning on Sunday.

You said you wanted to be my slave boy. That's good. I'd like to have a slave like you. Do not think that just because I'm young, that you will be able to get away with things, or try to control things. You won't.

You will do whatever I tell you to do without question! No matter what. If you show up on Sunday, from that moment on, your body and your life will belong to me!"

Tanner glanced at Dillon and asked, "Think that last thing is a little too much?"

Dillon smiled and said, "No Man! It's cool. It's like in one of those stories I read where a guy gives up everything. It's not like you'll make him come and live with you and give you all his paychecks though."

Tanner laughed, "Yea, Mom would probably draw the line if I had a 21 year old guy living in my room as a sex slave. I'll have to think about that paycheck thing. Maybe not quite that extreme, but something. I'll think about it."

Dillon's eyes popped wide and he started chattering, "Hey, how about you make him do a direct deposit with his paychecks into your bank account. The one you use for Ebay shit. Then you could give him an allowance each month, to pay his rent and stuff. But you'd be controlling his money. That would really make him a slave."

Tanner considered it for a few moments. He hadn't thought about going that far but was now intrigued. His parents never even looked at his bank statement since they only came electronically. So that could work. It wouldn't be like he was planning to steal money from Sparks. He would just do it to control him even more. Heck he could send Sparks his allowance each month via Paypal.

Man, that would be really humiliating for the 21 year old guy.

Tanner realized, he was taking a big risk and could blow the whole deal with Sparks, but what the hell, he wasn't afraid of taking risks. Besides, if Sparks did back out, he had plenty of other things going on.

So he continued typing.

"Now to some more specifics, so we don't have to waste time talking about them on Sunday.

To start with, as soon as possible, and I do mean SOON! You will arrange to have your paychecks direct deposited into my own bank account. True slaves should manage their own money. So I'll manage it for you. I'll give you an allowance to pay your bills each month. You'll also get some spending money. The amount will be determined by how well you have been obeying my orders.

Next! No one in that biker group of yours will know about any part of the deal we have. It will remain our secret. I want you to continue as the leader of that group since I may want to use them at some point. Don't worry, the type of `use' will be like what they did with my brother in the park, so they should like it.

Next! Before we meet on Sunday, you will acquire the following items and bring them along: an E- Stim Stimulation/Torture Kit, a chastity device (ie. locking cock cage type), a cock ring, a leather ball separator, 2 butt plugs (one regular, one vibrating), a leather collar, tit clamps with chain, and a prostate stimulator."

Dillon looked at Tanner and said, "Isn't that a lot of money?"

Tanner grinned and said, "Well I guess. The E-Stim thing is the most expensive. But, hell if he wants this bad enough, he'll figure it out."

He continued typing.

"Between now and Sunday, you will not masturbate nor have sex of any kind. You will also go commando whenever you leave your apartment.

As I already told you, make no other plans for Sunday. We will start fairly early, so you'll need a good night's sleep.

Also, so you can know, you will be riding your motorcycle to our meeting place on Sunday morning. You will ride there wearing a speedo and boots, and that is all. The only things you bring with you will be the items on that list I just gave you. They can be carried in the pouch on your bike.

So there it is. You want to be my slave boy. Those are the conditions. You have 24 hours to consider them. If you accept, then email me back to confirm and I'll send you the direct deposit info. If you decide to back out, do it now so as not to waste my time.

Lastly, there will be no "safewords" for you!

Make your decision and live with it!

Shooter"

Dillon crossed his eyes and asked, "What's with the `Shooter' thing?"

Tanner giggled, "Oh hell, I thought I told you. That day in the park I just made it up as my handle. I didn't want to use my real name."

Dillon reached down, patted Tanner's still hard cock through his shorts and giggled, "Actually it does sort of fit you!"

Tanner smiled, "Keep that up and you'll make me have to change before supper."

As confident as Tanner was, he was nervous when he pressed the send button.

With that out of the way, the two took their turns on the computer. Dillon checked all of his emails and read a couple of stories on the BDSM site he could only access safely from outside his house.

The time passed quickly. It was getting close to suppertime when they heard the sound of a car pulling into the driveway. Tanner peeked out the window and confirmed it was Eric and Austin.

Judging by their looks, they had apparently managed to get in a shower after practice.

Tanner and Dillon rushed to Eric's room and took a seat on the end of the bed. Both had grins on their faces when the two older teens entered the room. Eric tossed his equipment bag on the floor. Austin did the same with his backpack.

Prior to all the "shit" happening, Eric would have yelled at Tanner and tossed him out of his room. But things were different now and he bit his tongue.

Tanner waited just a moment then looked at Austin and asked, "So Slave Boy, did you bring what I told you to bring?"

Austin blushed just a little before he responded, "Yea. They're in the outside pocket of my backpack."

They were, of course, the two sweaty jockstraps from two of their teammates.

"So who do they belong to?" Tanner asked.

Austin smiled and said, "Well you'll be happy to know that one belongs to Colby, you remember, that red-headed guy you met that one day, who you said was hot?"

Tanner did remember! Colby was almost as hot as Austin was.

"The other one belongs to Shane. He's the punter. I guess you'd call him cute to. Eric got that one for me."

That last remark caused Eric to blush. Tanner might have said something else, if Mom hadn't yelled up the stairs that supper was ready.

As the boys bounced down the stairs, Eric and Austin couldn't help but wonder what Tanner wanted the dirty jocks for and what he had planned for them after they ate.

The meal was a good one. Mom had cooked enough for an army, which was good. The four teenagers put a major dent in the food, and helped clean up afterwards.

Following supper, Tanner let Eric and Austin hang out in Eric room for over an hour to allow the food to settle.

He and Dillon played some video games while they waited. They were just about to head to Eric's room when Tanner decided to check his email again. He got lots, so he wanted to make sure there was nothing important.

As he scanned the list of emails, he was surprised to see an email from Sparks. He was almost too scared to read it. He was certain he had gone too far and Sparks was telling him to fuck off.

Somehow he managed to open the email. He almost fell off his chair as he read the response.

"Sir,

I received your email and wanted to let you know as soon as possible, that I accept all of your terms. Send me the direct deposit information and I'll arrange for my paychecks to be deposit there.

I know where I can acquire all the items you requested and will pick them up on the way home from work tomorrow.

Use my body however you want. Punish me as hard as you want, whether I deserve it or not. Torture and humiliate me in front of your friends. My body has not marks on it besides a few knife scars as you have seen. As your total slave, you may mark me however you desire. Tattoo me, pierce me, even brand me if you wish. I am yours.

Thank you for inviting me to be your slave.

Humbly,

Slave Sparks"

Dillon saw the shocked look on Tanner face and read the email. As soon as he was done, he started saying "HOLY SHIT!" over and over again.

It took a little while for Tanner to get hold of himself and to get Dillon to shut up.

Once he did, he dug out the direct deposit information and emailed it to Sparks, with just a note that said, "Let me know when it's set up, and you have the items."

As soon as it was sent, Tanner sat back, took a deep breath and then said, "Man, this is all happening so fast. It's exciting and all, but I mean really. It just occurred to me that we're gonna have to divide things up very soon. You know so we can do more stuff."

"Anyway, I'm sort of just thinking out loud now. How about we try this. First off, no matter what we'll still share and all. Oh and I'm still your slave too. You can be as nasty with me as you want, or not nasty. That's the promise I made."

"As for everyone else, well, Jeff is totally yours to do with as you please. The same thing goes for me and Sparks. He's totally mine. Don't worry though, you can use any of the toys I get him to buy whenever you want. Hell, you can use them on me when you want."

"Since we started out sharing Josh, we'll keep it that way. It is kind of fun doing what we've started doing with him, especially in school."

"Now with Eric and Austin, it's just a little trickier. To be fair, Austin should be totally mine, since I, well, snagged him in the first place. I guess Eric should be mine too, cause he lives here and sort of goes with Austin. Don't worry though, like tonight, I'll share."

He saw the way Dillon was looking and rushed to continue, on the fly.

"Okay, now I know it may seem like I got the most. Just remember though that I am still your slave too. And if it helps, if you want I'll help you get another slave boy or two, maybe like Austin. Not sure if we could find someone like Sparks, that was just total dumb luck."

Dillon's mind was whirling. What Tanner was saying made a lot of sense to him. He wanted the time to "do his own thing" with Jeff. He had so many ideas and would needed some time to get Jeff's patrol members and his younger brother involved. His gut told him that at least some had sadistic streaks and would welcome the chance to "rule" over their older patrol leader.

He could barely imagine what nasty things Jeff's younger brother would do to him, given the chance. Yes, it would take some time to deal with that.

Then there was Tanner himself. Sure the two were very close. Closer now after their little experimentation with lovemaking. All that aside though, they still had the slave thing. Dillon's cock really began to throb as he clanked at Tanner's legs. They were muscular, and had a light coating of hair. He could see the tent in Tanner's shorts.

Dillon didn't know what he loved more, Tanner himself, or Tanner's body and making that body suffer.

He thought for a few more moments then said, "Yea, I guess that makes sense. Just remember though, in spite of everything, you are definitely still my slave and anything really does go."

Tanner gave Dillon his impish smile as he said, "Yea, I remember and I'm serious about that too. If it will help you feel better about things, you know if you wanted to, you could turn me over to Eric and Dillon, out in the woods and let them torture me. You could even order me not to punish them for doing it. That's how serious I am."

That sent a major tingle roaring through Dillon's body. It was a tempting suggestion but one Dillon decided to pass on, for that night anyway.

"Okay, I get it and am cool with everything. We'll do as you say. I'll let you know if I want you to help me find another slave." For now, Dillon wanted to see if he could do that himself, when and if the opportunity presented itself.

With that piece of business out of the way, they turned back to their original plan.

They headed to Eric's room, collected the two older boys, along with the stolen dirty jocks and headed to the woods behind Tanner's house. Mom was happy to see that the two older boys were spending time with the younger ones. That was so nice.

Austin and Eric had been told to wear gym shorts, T-shirts, socks and running shoes.

Since time was short, they lead the two seniors through the woods quickly and out onto the big cornfield. Tanner wasted no time giving them their instructions.

He started by having them take off their shirts and shorts, which left them naked except for their shoes and socks and, of course, the chastity devices. Both looked around nervously as they stripped.

As soon as they were done, Tanner told them what their challenge was for the first part of the evening.

They were to run three laps around the edge of the field. The first person to cross the "finish" line would be the winner. He would have his chastity device removed that very night and would receive a special reward which would include being able to cum everyday for the rest of the week. The loser would keep his on until the weekend and would not be able to cum.

The loser's device would be removed if, and only if, Eric continued to be super cooperative. If he wasn't, then not only would it not come off, but the other guy would have his put back on. Both would then wear them for a full month.

The loser of the race would also get a penalty, actually several.

Austin and Eric seemed a little nervous about the whole thing, but were quickly caught up in the spirit of competition. Both were eager to get the damn things off as soon as possible.

Just before they were ready to start, Tanner pulled out the dirty jock straps and handed them to Eric and Austin. Their first thought was that they were to wear them. Okay, so that as sort of nasty, having to wear another guy's sweaty jock.

Tanner had other plans, however. Sure they had to wear them, but not in the usual manner. In this case they had to stretch them over their face, so that the pouches covered their noses and mouths.

Austin got Colby's and Eric got Shane's. Both had a strong male odor.

Dillon like that part and smiled broadly as he watched the two older teens take off running. They would be breathing hard and getting strong whiff's of their teammates' dirty jocks.

As soon as they were off and running, Dillon started to think some more as he looked at Tanner, standing beside him in his tented cargo shorts and T-shirt.

He was definitely having fun helping out with Austin and Eric, but felt an overwhelming urge to do something with Tanner and do it soon. As was so often the case with Dillon's urges, the one came with a really wild idea.

He began breathing even harder and his balls tingled as the idea crystallized in his mind. It was daring, and totally exciting. If he went with it, it would mean some major changes in Tanner's plans for at least the next few days, maybe longer.

The only real complication was Tanner's upcoming encounter with Sparks. He didn't want to jeopardize that in any way for Tanner. Still he was certain he could work around that.

As flexible as Tanner was, he would have to be upset. It would be a real test of his commitment to be Dillon's slave. Tanner would be humiliated in front of and be tortured and punished by every one of their slave boys, except for Sparks. That would be just too tricky. He had no doubts that Tanner would be able to regain full control over Austin and Eric as soon as this particular ordeal was over for him.

He ran the plan through his mind one more time before he stepped closer to Tanner and said firmly, "Okay Slave Boy! Now it's your turn!"

Tanner seemed confused at first. They were right in the middle of this thing with Austin and Eric. Didn't Dillon realize that? He looked at Dillon and said, "You're just messing with me right?"

Dillon laughed, "Well yea I am, but I'm not fooling around. You are my slave boy and will do exactly what I tell you, without bitching or moaning. You'll have to change most of your plans for these guys for a while. I won't interfere with what you have planned for Sparks on Sunday. He's all yours. That aside, you WILL do what I say!"

Tanner looked in Dillon's eyes and saw a fire he hadn't seen before. It actually sort of scared him. He tried to think of something to say, to come up with an argument but couldn't. The agreement was that he would be Dillon's slave whenever and wherever he wanted it.

He looked at Dillon and asked, "Umm, what about Austin and Eric, and their race and stuff?"

"You let me worry about them for now. You'll have enough to worry about!" Dillon snarled.

Yes this was definitely a different Dillon.

"Uh, okay, what do you want me to do?" Tanner stammered as his heart really started to pound.

Dillon smirked and snapped, "You can start by stripping completely. I mean everything. Bundle it all up and stick the bundle in my backpack. NOW!"

Tanner's hands trembled as he rushed to obey. Dillon's cock and balls really tingled as he watched Tanner remove all his clothes. He really loved seeing his best friend naked. He loved even more the tremendous feeling he got from making humiliating and torturing him.

With his clothes tucked into the backpack, Tanner turned to Dillon and said nervously, "Umm, here are the chastity device keys, for whoever wins the race."

Dillon looked at Tanner's cock. It was hard and standing straight up. He wrapped his hand around it, gave it a squeeze and said, "I've got some really nasty things planned for this nice penis of yours, slave boy. Some really nasty things for it and your balls too. And of course all the other places on your body that I know are extra sensitive."

He was about to say something else when Eric and Austin ran by at the end of their first lap. They didn't seem to notice that Tanner was now totally naked.

Dillon waited for them to reach their first turn before he ran his hand over Tanner's firm defined chest and teased, "Imagine how surprised those two will be when I tell them what they can do to you over the next few days."

Now that was a major shock for Tanner.

"They might need a little coaching, so I'll be glad to help out with some ideas."

Tanner wasn't prone to panic, but he was close. He wondered just how far and for how long Dillon would go with this.

Dillon ordered him to stand with his hands behind his head and legs spread wide as they watched the final part of the race.

Both were breathing hard in anticipation. Dillon loved the feeling so much, that he had decided not to give Tanner any hint that his ordeal would rather short. He wanted Tanner to feel like his humiliations and tortures would go on for a long time.

And so, they waited.

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Thanks to all who have written with comments and suggestions. I will try and incorporate ideas into the storyline as best I can, in keeping with the established flow.

Please remember that teenage boys can be rather flighty at times and change their minds and plans at a whim. Such is the case with these guys.

tjwiley