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 5 by jay wiley

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EXPERIMENTS IN DOMINATION

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In a way, Tanner had been hoping this day would come. The day when Dillon started acting like a real Master. Well, real from Tanner's perspective. He just didn't think it would happen so soon.

Standing there naked, with his hands behind his head, knowing that Dillon was planning some nasty things for him, was actually quite exciting for the habitually horny teen. His only real concern about Dillon taking charge was his arrangement with his own "slave" boys.

Dillon had acted on a wild impulse, but it felt good, really good! He banished any thoughts he had about backing down and went full speed ahead.

He did decide to clarify things further with Tanner to avoid any potential problems. He put one hand on Tanner's shoulder and wrapped the other around his balls and spoke in hushed tones.

"Okay Slave Boy! This is how things are going to work, until I say otherwise. Listen carefully because I don't want to have to repeat myself."

Thankfully it was a really big field, so it took Eric and Austin a long time to do each lap. They were pacing themselves and saving up for the end which both knew would be a sprint to the finish line.

"Now, you do acknowledge that you do have to do whatever I say. Right?"

Tanner nodded and said, "Yes Sir!"

"Good. To start with, you will continue doing what you have started with Sparks. You found him, and he will be totally yours. If I get involved at all, it will not be in my role as your Master, just a horny friend. I think it is best that neither Sparks nor any of his guys, knows about our special relationship. Sound good to you?"

It sounded great to Tanner and he said, "Yes Sir! Thank You Sir!" "Just like Sparks will be to you, Jeff will be to me. He already knows that you are my slave though, so we don't have to worry about keeping that from him. I met a few members of his patrol that day I set you up. I'll be meeting the rest very soon. If things are the way Jeff said they are, you may be meeting them soon too. My guess is that they would love to "experiment" with a body like yours. I'm thinking like an overnight campout, so they can try some long torture sessions."

"So what do you think? You think they might like something like that?"

Tanner had no doubt they would and stammered, "Yes Sir, probably."

"Yea, I think so too. Okay now onto other matters. For now, things will stay the same with Josh. We'll continue to mess with him like we've been doing. I'll even let you come up with some ideas. If I like them, you just may earn yourself a reward."

Dillon did have an ulterior motive for this one. He knew that Josh had the major "hots" for Tanner's body and seemed particularly turned on when Tanner ordered him to do stuff. So why mess with a good thing. He was also interested in seeing what sort of things Tanner would come up with at the theater, between Josh, Eric and Austin.

Which brought him to the two senior jocks. Dillon had Tanner to thank for ensnaring the two of them and starting this whole thing. Tanner had a firm hold over them, which would continue through high school.

That hold was so solid, that there was no way what he had planned for Tanner would screw it up. He would get Austin and Eric to "mess" with Tanner for a while, then simply return things back to the way they were.

His first thought had been to tell Tanner there would be no reprisals, but he figured that would be un-realistic. He knew Tanner well enough to know that once he was back in full control of Austin and Eric, reprisals would be swift and brutal, in spite of anything he said. And that would be fun too!

"And finally, I know you have some things happening with Eric and Austin. So, also for now, I'll take care of them. They will do what I say. And, if Eric is as `cooperative' with me, like he was supposed to be with you, he'll get the same rewards and/or punishments."

Tanner was a little upset about this part and stammered, "So like how long will the last part last. I mean with Eric and Austin?"

Dillon laughed, "Oh don't worry, you'll get them back and then you can do whatever you want with them. It's not like I'm trying to steal them from you. They are still yours!"

They watched Eric and Austin pass by. They were obviously speeding up and were running neck and neck.

"So that's it. You keep me informed about how things are going with Sparks. As for you, I'll have some special orders for you tomorrow morning."

Tanner's heart continued to pound and his body tingled as he thought about everything that Dillon had just said, and the days ahead. As excited as he was, and as confident as he was, he was still a little afraid.

Dillon had Tanner watch the final part of the race on his knees with his hands behind his head and his legs spread painfully wide.

It was a close race. Both of the older teens were pushing hard. Moments before they reached the "finish line", Austin surged ahead with a burst of speed that Eric couldn't match.

They slowed to a walk and returned to Dillon and Tanner. Both were still breathing hard through the stolen jock straps stretched over their faces.

Dillon told them to remove the jocks. As they did so, they glanced at Tanner, kneeling there naked and gave Dillon a questionable look.

Dillon grinned and said, "Okay you two, now listen up. Things have changed since you started the race. You guys are now reporting to me and will do whatever I say. You're both still Tanner's slaves and will be following his orders again soon enough."

Austin looked down at Tanner and asked, "Is that right Tanner?"

Tanner nodded, and said grudgingly, "Yea that's right. You do whatever he says. Just remember though you still belong to me."

Eric and Austin seemed just a little confused, but got over it quickly. Both were anxious to see what would happen next.

Dillon motioned Austin to stand in front of him. He smiled as he looked at the sweating 17 year old quarterback's naked. No question he was totally hot.

"Okay Austin, you won the race, so you get an immediate reward!"

Austin started breathing harder again as Dillon proceeded to unlock and remove the hated chastity device. Not surprisingly, his cock began to harden as soon as it was freed.

Austin always did have a "thing" for being naked outside. He loved the feeling of the fresh air on his body and the sense of freedom that came from his private parts being exposed.

Dillon stuck the device in his pocket then turned to Eric.

"Okay, look dude. The thing you have going with Tanner still stands, except, I'm the one you have to be super cooperative with. You do that, and I'll take your chastity device off on Friday. After that, it will stay off, and so will Austin's as long as you remain `cooperative.' Got it?"

Eric nodded and said, "Yea! I got it." So now he was at the mercy of another fag. So what! At least it wasn't his brother for awhile.

Eric and Austin were curious about what would be happening with Tanner. So was Tanner.

The first thing that happened was actually fun for Tanner.

Since Eric had lost the race, he had earned a penalty.

"Okay, Eric. You lost the race and will get your penalty now. Get down on your hands and knees facing out across the field." Dillon ordered.

Eric got down on all fours and waited nervously. He hoped he was in for just a spanking or whipping. His hopes vanished when he heard Dillon order Austin, to get the bottle of lube from the backpack and grease Eric's hole up good.

Austin whispered to Eric as he started dribbling the lube down his crack, "Sorry bro. I gotta do this."

Eric's face reddened and he said, "Do what you have to do bro."

His face continued to redden as Austin worked his finger deep inside his ass. Sucking another guy's cock was humiliating enough for the straight senior jock. Being fucked was even worse. Especially with others watching and taking videos of it, which is what Dillon was now doing.

Everyone expected that Austin would be ordered to mount his best friend, and so they were surprised when Dillon announced it would be Tanner who did the honors.

Eric's face turned beet red and he made fists as his younger brother proceeded to "mount" his ass like he was some bitch. His humiliation increased when Dillon ordered Austin to stick his cock in Eric's mouth.

As soon as it was in, Dillon snapped at Eric and said, "Okay, you know what to do. You lost the race, so you get to take it like a true bitch!"

Tears ran down Eric's face as he sucked Austin's huge cock and Tanner pounded away at his ass. Dillon made sure to get some great video of all that was happening. Tanner was ramming his cock in and out of Eric's tight muscular ass like a dog in heat.

Dillon announced that it was okay for Tanner to cum, but Austin would have to hold off, and pull out before he went to far.

Dillon almost came in his shorts as he watched the wild scene. Eric pounded the ground a few times when Tanner rammed his cock in all the way.

For Eric, this was almost worse than the things he and Austin had been forced to do in front of those damn girls. His body shook as Tanner slapped his ass and shouted, "OH GOD! Your ass is so fucking tight, big brother! Oh yea!"

There was no question that Eric was enraged. He did manage to control his anger though. Oddly enough, this was one time when he was actually grateful that the chastity thing was on him.

Despite his revulsion about what was happening, the sheer physicality of it all, and Tanner's cock head sliding across his prostate was causing his cock and balls to tingle. Had the device not been on, his humiliation would have been a lot worse.

Eric tried not to think about that possibility. Getting aroused while he was sucking a cock and being fucked was just too disgusting to think about.

Fortunately for Eric, he didn't have all that long to endure. Tanner suddenly picked up the pace, let out a loud howl, then dropped onto Eric's sweaty back, wrapped his arms tightly around his chest and began pumping his teen seed into his brother's ass.

Eric moaned as he felt Tanner's cock throb inside of him. Austin pulled out of Eric's mouth as soon as he saw Tanner start to convulse. He was close to cumming, and watching Tanner hump away, was just too exciting.

Dillon kept the camera running for a bit as the three boys regained their breaths. Eventually he shut it off and returned it to the backpack.

Tanner climbed off of Eric and walked over to Dillon and said, "Thank you sir. That was great."

Dillon smiled as he glanced down at Tanner's glistening cock. It had softened, which was what Dillon wanted. Knowing Tanner though, he knew he had to act quickly.

He cuffed Tanner's hands behind his back and called Eric and Austin over. They really were anxious to see what Dillon had planned for Tanner. Eric hoped it was nasty.

Tanner's face flushed and he trembled as Dillon handed the chastity device to Eric and said, "Okay! Put this on your brother. I'm sure you know how it works."

"You bet I do!" Eric beamed as he knelt down and slipped Tanner's cock into it's new home. Tanner had kept the device small, for maximum effect on Austin, so it fit him perfectly.

Dillon was enjoying the look on Tanner's face. He wasn't looking as smug and confident as he usually did. Then again, what teenage boy would look that way, standing there totally naked, with his hands cuffed behind his back and his penis secured inside a device designed specifically to keep it from getting erect.

Tanner winced when he heard the click of the lock on the device. Eric smiled as he stood up and handed the key to Dillon. His smile got wicked with what happened next.

Dillon smiled at the two older teens and said, "Okay, you two get dressed while I explain how this is going to work." They rushed to pull on their clothes while they listened to Dillon.

"Now remember, just because Tanner's not giving the orders for now, that doesn't mean that you guys are off the hook. I'm going to want to see the both of you after football practice this week."

Austin raised his hand and said, "Uh Dillon sir? We have a little problem with that for the next two nights. We both are starting our jobs at the theater those nights. They are just four hour shifts, but that means we won't get home until well after dark. Sorry."

Dillon thought for a moment, then said, "Okay I understand. I'll send both of you a text message with some special instructions so make sure you check during the day, and also tomorrow night."

Dillon needed time to plan something. Eric had to be "tested" over the next few days to ensure he was being cooperative. If Josh was working those same nights, there might be some opportunities for some nasty stuff.

"Now as for you Austin. Your device is off now. That doesn't mean that you are free to do whatever you want though. Until I say otherwise, you can cum whenever you want, as often as you want. But, either someone else has to be watching you while you masturbate, or someone else has to be doing it too you. If you want to please me, it will be the latter case most of the time. You'll have to be on your honor about this for the most part. If I get the idea that you are not doing as I say, there will be consequences."

Austin trembled as he said, "I understand. Don't worry, I'll do just what you said." Sure it was humiliating, but for Austin, there was a genuine and rapidly growing thrill in that type of humiliation.

Dillon's smile broadened as he thought about his next words. His cock and balls were really tingling as he took a deep breath and said, "Okay, and now for the big news. From this moment on, and until I say otherwise, Tanner belongs to the two of you. You can do anything you want to him. Make him do anything, no matter what."

"I will use him myself sometimes and let you know when and if he has to do anything else. Like this Sunday, for instance. He'll be gone all day. Be forewarned, he may need the two of you at some point during the day. If he does, then you will do whatever he wants, but just for that day. Outside of that he is yours."

Dillon pushed Tanner towards the two senior jocks. Eric grabbed Tanner by the neck and snarled, "You hear that you sneaky little shit? You're toast little brother! Rat bait!"

Eric grinned at Dillon and said, "The way you said it sounds like you expect us to punish `Mr. Wise-ass' here and more. Right?"

Dillon giggled, "Why of course! He loves torturing and humiliating naked guys. Maybe you two can teach him something about that. I expect you to show no mercy at all. Oh and Eric, if you do a good job with him, I'll consider that as being a major part of your so-called `cooperation!' Do an exceptional job, and you'll earn some great rewards."

As "straight" as Eric was and as "sort of straight" as Austin was, neither one of the two older teens was having trouble coming up with some nasty ideas for what to do with Tanner.

Not all that surprisingly, Eric's were the cruelest, but Austin was thinking about some tough ones too. While Austin did tend to be more sensitive and understanding, he was after all, a football quarterback, and quarterbacks have to be mean and aggressive at times.

Austin jumped right in. He picked up Colby's jock, stretched it over Tanner's face and snapped, "Okay tough guy! You take a couple of laps around the field! Now!"

Tanner took a deep breath and took off running. His cock was already straining inside the chastity device. He just couldn't believe what had just happened. For the moment he focused on the matter at hand. Running naked, and barefooted, with his hands cuffed behind him was a little tricky. The one good thing was the chastity device was helping to keep his cock from flapping around.

Austin waited until Tanner was well on his way before he turned to Dillon and said, "Okay, I guess it doesn't really matter how this came about, but I guess I'm up for some payback and I'm sure Eric is."

"You got that fucking right! I'll make sure that little prick suffers!" Eric chimed in.

Austin smiled then looked at Dillon again and said, "Okay, just a few questions."

"First of all, how long is this going to last?"

Dillon thought for just a moment and then said, "Well, I haven't totally decided yet. At least a week though, probably longer. It depends on how tough you guys are with him. There has to be lots of torture and humiliating stuff. And of course sex stuff. Make him suck cock a lot and get fucked really hard."

Eric growled, "Hell, as soon as this damn thing is off of me, I'll fuck that little shit three times a day. Maybe more. I guess a hole is a hole when it comes to fucking, and it seems a guy's ass is tighter than any pussy!"

Austin couldn't resist teasing Eric.

"Awwwh Damn Bro! So what are you saying? You want to fuck your little brother instead of me? You seemed to get off on it Saturday night. Man, I'm really hurt!" Austin pouted.

Eric blushed and stammered, "Well, um no, I mean yes. No I don't. Oh Fuck Austin you know what I mean. They made me do that to you!"

Eric was still pretty upset about the whole episode with Dillon's sister and her friends. What he was having trouble dealing with was the fact that he got turned on as much as he did when he was forced to have sex with his best friend. The most intense moment came when he fucked Austin.

Austin let him stew for a few moments then giggled. "Hey, no sweat. I was just yanking your chain."

He turned to Dillon once more and continued, "Okay, what about the chastity thing? Can we take it off of him at times?"

Dillon thought again, then said, "Well, yea, you can for torture and stuff. The main thing is it needs to be on most of the time. Tanner loves to jack off a lot, so having it on for long periods of time will drive him insane."

It seemed like Austin was finished with his questions, so Dillon continued, "Look, I have to be honest with you guys. This is a temporary thing, you being in control of Tanner. He'll be back in control of you both soon enough, so I'd take advantage of this to get some advanced paybacks. He has a lot of nasty things planned for you for the rest of the school year."

"This may happen again, it may not. So my advice is to just go with it. If you need any ideas, let me know. I've got plenty of them. Oh and yea, I have that box of toys' that the girls used with you. That shocker' thing is in there. You could use it to zap Tanner's cock and balls even when the chastity thing is on. I read the instructions for it. You can stick it in a guy's ass, and if you zap his prostate he'll cum, every time you zap it. The thing is though; he won't get any real pleasure out of it. He'll just cum. Might want to try that too."

Dillon looked at his watch and then back at Eric and Austin. "Sorry guys, I have to go. It's a school night, so I gotta get home. I'll make sure you get those toys as soon as I can. Have fun with Tanner!"

And with that, Dillon was gone.

Eric and Austin looked across the field. There was still just enough light to see Tanner's glistening naked body moving along the far edge of the field.

Eric chuckled, "You know, it may sound weird, but I'm sort of enjoying myself. I can't wait to mess with that little shit, big time. How about, after his last lap, we take him for a ride. I'll tell mom Tanner's gonna ride along while I drive you home, and maybe we'll stop for some ice cream. She'll buy it cause she likes it when I spend time with my little brother."

"So what do you have in mind for the ride?" Austin teased.

"Well, I don't know. Maybe you two can sit in the back seat. We'll keep him naked and cuffed. You can have him suck your dick while we drive and then maybe we could stop somewhere and you could fuck him. Might be fun to watch that. Especially since he has that chastity thing on now. I bet his gay prick will try to get hard inside of it. If you do it though, you gotta fuck him hard. Shove your monster all the way in and we'll see how he likes it." Actually Austin already knew that Tanner liked that very thing. He remembered how tight Tanner's ass was and how good it felt. No doubt Tanner would scream for a while when it first started. It would hurt a lot. The nasty thing was that Tanner would not be able to get the full pleasure out of the act since he couldn't get hard while in the device.

Austin grinned as he wondered if it might be possible to make Tanner cum in that chastity device just by fucking him.

Eric, the "super-straight" guy was having some nasty thoughts of his own, thoughts that were clearly not straight at all. He couldn't wait for the chastity device to come off at the end of the week. His cock and balls tingled as he imagined Tanner down on his knees, sucking his cock. The tingling increased as he thought about how it would feel to stick his cock in his brother's ass.

Then there was the punishment stuff. If he had his way, he'd do a lot more to Tanner's cock and balls than just slap them around. There had to be a bunch of ways to torture his cock while it was still inside that little cage.

As Tanner passed by and began his second lap, he glanced at Eric and Austin. Both had nasty smiles on their faces. He could see that Dillon was gone, which meant he would be totally at the mercy of the two older teens who would definitely be out for some revenge.

Tanner was not a coward and was excited by the situation he was in, but he was a little scared too. As he ran, well, as well as he could run, barefooted and with his hands cuffed behind him, Tanner resolved to do his absolute best to show Eric and Austin how tough he really was.

He'd take whatever they dished out and would definitely not beg, no matter what they did to him, or made him do. And when it was all over, and they were his once more, he would teach them a lesson they would never forget.

A wicked grin crossed Tanner's face as he reached the halfway point of his last lap. He definitely wanted to make Eric suffer. No question he would too. But, Tanner was certain he knew that the best way to make Eric suffer was through Austin.

Eric was so devoted to his best friend that he would just hate to watch him be put through hell. Which is exactly what Tanner would do with the incredibly hot and "cute" 17 year old quarterback.

Austin would be humiliated and tortured continually while Eric was forced to watch. The humiliations and tortures would be the worst that Tanner could come up with. If he was right about Eric, it wouldn't be long before Eric would beg Tanner to stop.

There would be a price for that, a big one.

For now though, Tanner would have to deal with the matter at hand. As he made his final turn, he picked up speed. He wanted to put on a good show of strength as approached the two older teens. It wasn't easy since he was running barefoot, but he was able to do it.

Eric and Austin smiled as Tanner finished his run. His naked body glistened with sweat and he was breathing hard.

Tanner expected a bunch of verbal harassment and was surprised when Eric just scooped up his clothes, turned to Austin and said, "Okay put him in the back seat of my car. I'll take care of things with my mom, and be there as soon as I can."

Eric ran off, leaving Tanner alone with Austin.

As soon as Eric was gone, Austin put his hand on the back of Tanner's neck and led him towards the trail in the woods. "Okay. Looks like you're our slave boy for a while now. So let's go. We're gonna have some fun with you."

As they walked, Austin glanced at Tanner's body and his cock started to throb. All this stuff was having a major effect on the here-to-fore seemingly totally straight teen.

The 15 year old's body was as solid as a rock. There was not one sign of baby fat left, just lean tissue and muscle. A couple more years of weight training and Tanner's body would be just as "hot" as Austin's.

If there was one thing that was still confusing to Austin, it was the fact that he was really starting to enjoy this "stuff." As much as he dreaded receiving orders from Tanner, he had actually begun to look forward to them.

His nasty fantasies had been growing too. More and more he imagined things that were unrealistic, but absolutely thrilling. Most involved some sort of public display and humiliation.

He imagined Tanner stripping him and tying him up in a variety of public places. Most of the time he would be blindfolded and have a sign beside him that said things like, "Punish Me", or "Feel Me".

His cock and balls would really tingle as he imagined total strangers doing just that. Punishing him, feeling him, jacking him off all the while they laughed and taunted.

Public floggings and masturbations were also regular features in his fantasies.

Most recently, however, there had been other things included in his fantasies. He had begun dreaming about those same types of things happening to other guys. His cock and balls tingled just the same, maybe just a little more at times.

Just a few weeks earlier, he would never have imagined such things. And yet now here he was, leading a naked and cuffed teenaged boy through the woods on the way to engaging in all sorts of those "things."

By the time they reached Eric's car, and Austin climbed into the back seat with Tanner, his cock was throbbing and he was caught up in the moment.

He slapped Tanner's thigh and snarled, "Spread your legs slave boy!" Tanner spread his legs as wide as he could and leaned back in the seat. His heart began to beat faster as Austin ran his hand up and down his inner thigh and then tapped the chastity device.

"Man Tanner, you do have a nice body. I mean really nice. Oh and a nice set of manly parts too. Too bad you won't be able to use them for awhile. I never thought I would miss masturbating as much as I did until you locked that thing on me. It's like hell at times, pure hell. So Tanner tell me, how many times a day do you usually jack off? Be honest!"

Austin returned to stroking Tanner's inner thigh and smiled when he saw the blush in Tanner's cheeks. As confident and cocky as Tanner was, he was still pretty young.

Tanner took a deep breath then stammered, "Well, I don't know, I guess sometimes like five times, sometimes more, sometimes less."

Austin grinned as he tickled Tanner's balls and said, "Well then that means that these will be getting really full, since you'll be wearing that thing for a full month. That will be like hell for a chronic masturbator like you."

Austin had no idea how long it would be before Dillon ended this little adventure, but Tanner didn't know that. For all he knew, while he had been running, Dillon had given him to them for a month.

Austin suppressed a smile as he saw the look of sheer panic on Tanner's usually smug face.

The device hadn't even been on an hour yet and he was already getting desperate to cum again.

Austin finally did crack a smile as he patted Tanner's creamy white lean thigh and said, "Not to worry though, we'll make sure you remember what a hard cock looks and feels like."

With that, Austin pulled his shorts down to his knees, pulled Tanner's head down to his crotch and snapped, "Okay slave boy, go ahead and show me how much you like my equipment!"

Somehow Tanner managed to set his fears about the chastity thing aside. The odor of Austin's sweaty pubes filled his nostrils. He stuck out his tongue and started licking Austin's balls. It was a little tricky balancing with his hands still cuffed behind him, but he managed.

He had just begun when Eric opened the front door, slid into the driver's seat and chuckled as he started the car, "I see you didn't wait for me. That's okay though. We have plenty of time."

As they drove off Eric glanced back and giggled, "Yo little brother. Not to worry, I cleared things with mom. She thinks it is nice that I'm spending time with you. We've got a couple of hours before she says we need to be home."

Tanner stopped licking for a moment and stammered, "Uh, what about my clothes?" Eric laughed, "Don't worry Tanner. I tossed them into your room. They'll be there waiting for you when you find your way home."

Tanner hoped he hadn't heard, what he thought he heard. He returned to licking Austin's balls as Austin asked, "So Eric, you figure out where we're gonna drop him off yet?"

Eric laughed, "Well I have a couple of spots in mind. Far enough to be a challenge, but still enough time for him to make it home before it's too late."

Eric knew they were taking a chance, but figured it wasn't a very big one. Their parents went to bed really early, and rarely "checked" on the boys once they went to bed.

His plan was relatively simple. There was a big hill, not too far from Austin's house. An old industrial road ran up to the top and down the other side. It was rarely used now and in bad condition. The factory it once serviced had been abandoned for years and was nestled on the hillside, overlooking a bunch of fields.

There was an open area on the top of the hill that had a rather nice scenic view of the valley below. On weekends it was a favorite "make-out" stop for high school boys and their dates, but this wasn't the weekend.

The other plus, as far as Eric's scheme was concerned was that it was only about two miles from home. It would be enough of a challenge for his little brother.

Once there, he and Austin would have some "fun" with Tanner. When they were done, Tanner would be left there, totally naked, to find his way home. He hadn't decided whether he would keep the cuffs on him though.

As they neared the bottom of the hill, Eric grinned as he heard Austin moan and then gasp, "Damn Eric. Your little brother is really good with his mouth. When you get your thing off, you have to try this!"

Eric laughed, "Trust me! I intend to! That and a lot more, as long as we have him!"

By the time they pulled to a stop, on the top of the hill, Austin was close to cumming. Tanner was bobbing up and down on his sizable teen shaft and driving him wild with his tongue.

Eric watched for a little while before climbing out of the car, and directing Austin to do the same. Tanner cringed when Eric reached in, grabbed him out of the car and threw him to the ground.

Austin had seen Eric enraged before, but never quite like this. For now, any concerns he had about Tanner's eventual reprisals were swept away, along with any reservations he had about doing "gay" stuff.

"Okay look, you sneaky little shit!" he snarled. "I don't care what happens for the rest of the year. For now you belong to us! You said you were a fag, guess I'll have to live with it. You obviously like doing a bunch of sick fag stuff, so that's what you're gonna get!" Tanner and Austin were both genuinely surprised by what Eric did next.

He pulled some pieces of rope out of his pockets, tossed them to Austin, along with the handcuff key and pointed to a spot in a nearby fence where a gate once was.

"Okay go ahead and tie him between those posts with his legs and arms spread as wide as you can. I don't care how much it hurts!"

Tanner had to work really hard to hide his growing fear as Austin tied him between the posts as directed. He felt so helpless and vulnerable. The only consolation was, at least his cock was protected by the infernal chastity device. It was a small consolation though, since his balls were hanging below it, open and exposed.

Eric's own balls were tingling beneath his chastity device. Seeing his sneaky little brother strung up like this was more exciting than he cared to admit.

He looked at Tanner's tight little ass and was glad he had the forethought to bring along a leather belt.

He handed the belt to Austin and whispered, "Okay, when I give you the nod, you start whipping his ass. Keep it up until I tell you to stop. Okay?"

Austin nodded and whispered back, "You want me to make him cry?"

Eric grinned, "Oh God, I hope so!"

He walked around in front of Tanner, smiled at him and said, "Okay little brother, for now there will be some changes in our daily routine. Listen carefully because I don't want to have to tell you again."

He nodded at Austin, waited for the first blow to impact Tanner's white ass and then continued.

"So here is the plan. For now, it will be you who is naked anytime we are home alone!"

Tanner yanked at his bonds as the belt slammed into his ass again.

"Next, starting tomorrow, you will wake me up as soon as mom and dad leave for work. You will lick my balls, then my pubes and pits, and then my ass. As soon as this thing is removed, you will start sucking my cock until I cum in your mouth. And that will be every morning little brother! Got it?"

It took another sharp blow before Tanner acknowledged it.

"Yea, I fucking got it!" he snapped as he glared at Eric.

Eric nodded at Austin who delivered an even harder blow to Tanner's ass.

"Now is that any way for a slave boy to respond? Five extra hard lashes for that one little brother!"

Austin delivered five harder blows across Tanner's rapidly reddening ass. Tanner gritted his teeth, glared at Eric and finally said, "Okay, yes sir! I get it!"

Eric's grin widened as he said, "Okay, time to see just how tough you are. Go ahead and give him 50 hard ones across his butt! Scream all you want Tanner, cause no one will hear you way up here!"

Austin raised the belt and began lashing Tanner's tight little butt. Tanner gasped with every blow and yanked at his bonds, but didn't scream or beg. Instead, he just glared at Eric and continued to think about the things he would do to Eric and Austin in the near future.

While Eric was getting pissed by Tanner's show of toughness, Austin was actually getting very turned on. His cock seemed to get harder with every blow to Tanner's ass.

As soon as the last blow was struck, Eric stepped closer to Tanner, tilted his head up and smiled as he saw the tears in his younger brother's eyes. "Not such a tough guy after all, are you Tanner?"

Tanner didn't say a word as he stared back at Eric.

After a few moments, Eric looked at Austin and said, "Okay bro. Since you're the one who's free, you get to do the honors tonight."

He pulled a small bottle of baby oil out of his pocket, tossed it to Austin and chuckled, "Remember, no mercy! Do him good!"

Eric's smile broadened as he watched Austin pull off his shirt and pants, grease up his erect shaft, and position himself behind Tanner. Tanner trembled slightly as he felt the tip of Austin's cock press against his tight hole. He knew how big Austin was when he was fully erect and tried to prepare himself for an onslaught of pain.

And what an onslaught it was. Austin started working his way inside Tanner. Almost immediately, pain shot up through Tanner's gut. It felt like his ass was being torn.

At Eric's urging, Austin wasted no time at all ramming his giant shaft all the way in. As his pubes pressed against Tanner's burning ass cheeks, Tanner did let out a very loud gasp. More tears ran down his face as Austin began ramming his cock in and out.

Eric was really enjoying watching Tanner's face. It was contorted in pain. Occasionally he glanced at Austin's face too. It was also contorted, but not with pain. Austin was clearly enjoying himself.

Eric was sure that Austin was imagining fucking some bitch, probably one of the cheerleaders. Had he known what Austin was actually thinking about, he might have gotten a little worried about his long time best friend.

Austin was totally worked up as he humped Tanner without mercy. Once more his mind filled with a series of wild fantasies. In each one, he was essentially in Tanner's position. He was the one being punished and fucked.

The most vivid images were the ones that involved football. They had a common theme. All revolved around some form of punishment for him following a loss.

In the first one, he imagined himself being forcibly stripped out on the field, right after the game. He was tied between two posts, on the edge of the field, facing the crowd. Anyone who wanted to could throw things at him, slap him, whip him, spank him, whatever.

People laughed as some younger kids played with his cock and made him get an erection.

In one variation of that theme, he had to cum the number of times that equaled how many points they lost by. The other team had beaten them by seven points, so that's how many times he had to ejaculate.

The first few happened relatively quickly. It was mostly kids who jacked him off, but a couple of angry adults took turns too. The crowd eventually thinned out. Only a few were left after two hours. His last couple of cums were dry and hurt like hell.

Then there was the other fantasy. In that one, he was turned over to the winning team, dragged into their locker room, stripped naked, and then was forced to "service" the entire team. By the time they let him go, he was covered with cum and his ass was so sore from all the spankings and fuckings that he could barely walk.

With those wild thoughts flowing, it didn't take long before Austin let out a howl and shot volley after volley of his surplus of teen jock cream into Tanner's ass.

Tanner gasped too as he felt Austin's shaft pulsing inside of him. The pain was still strong, but so was the pleasure. His cock struggled inside it's cage. Had it been able to get hard, he just might have cum then as well.

Eric waited for Austin to catch his breath and then get dressed.

While Austin was pulling on his clothes, he untied Tanner, dragged him across the road and pointed down the road, "Okay little brother. You find your own way back home. There should be plenty of time. If you get caught, I'm sure you'll be able to lie your way out of it. You're sneaky enough to be able to get back inside the house without mom and dad knowing."

Eric gave Tanner's red ass a hard slap and snapped, "Okay! Get moving."

Tanner didn't say a word as he took off running.

The trip down the hill wasn't too bad. The grass on the side of the old road was pretty thick and therefore easy on his bare feet. As he ran, he began plotting out his route through the intervening neighbor hoods. The sun had gone down and it was beginning to get dark. With any luck, he'd be able to make it all the way home without being seen.

As self confident as Tanner was, there was still something scary about being totally naked out in public.

With his route planned out, Tanner turned his thoughts to revenge. He wanted to force Austin and Eric to do some "public" things. The trick would be to find some stuff that wouldn't get any of them into trouble. It occurred to him that Sparks might be able to help with that.

As Tanner reached the bottom of the hill and ducked behind some old industrial buildings, he thought about some of the stories he had read and the videos he had watched. He wondered if there really were places with so-called "glory holes" and clubs where guys could be used "publicly." If there were, Sparks would probably know.

Tanner was able to make it all the way home without incident. He had a few close calls and someone in a car honked his horn at him just before he ducked behind some hedges, but he didn't get caught.

While Tanner was working his way back home, Sparks was shopping at a sex shop. He got everything on Tanner's list and then some. Knowing that the objects would soon be used on him, made his cock super hard.

Cock and ball torture had been at the center of so many of his fantasies, so, not surprisingly, he threw in a bunch of extra things designed specifically for that. Some of the nastiest ones were these hinged metal cylinders filled with spring-loaded spikes. Some were designed to be used as ball stretchers and the others to fit over a guy's cock. He cringed a little as he imagined Tanner putting those devices on him.

By the time he got back to his apartment, his cock was throbbing really hard and he was leaking a lot of pre-cum. The leaking continued as he stripped naked, unwrapped all his purchases and re-packed them in a large gym bag.

When he was done, he lay down on the floor and fondled himself. His thoughts turned to Tanner. He had no clue as to where this dark desire had come from. All he knew was that it had been with him for a while. The thought of being dominated, and more specifically, tortured sexually by a teenaged boy was a major turn on. He wanted it so badly.

He hoped that Tanner would be as sadistic as he had imagined. While he was a little worried about the fact that Tanner was underage, the thing that concerned him the most was the other members of his "gang." His control over the group was absolute. What if Tanner decided to "turn-him-over" to them? They would definitely not show him the slightest bit of mercy.

The thought did cross his mind that perhaps he should modify the deal he had with Tanner. However, the more he thought about it, the more convinced he became that he couldn't do that. His obedience to his young master had to be absolute! If Tanner wanted to give him to the other guys, then so be it.

Somehow, Sparks managed to keep himself from making himself cum. As difficult as it would be, he would hold off until his Master told him he could cum.

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Okay, so the rest of the week wasn't all that wild. Tanner and Dillon were acting pretty much the same as they did before Dillon had turned up the heat on Tanner's slavery deal. It took less than a day for Tanner to start "climbing the walls" because of the chastity device he was wearing.

He tried to get Dillon to give him at least some idea about how long he would have to wear the thing and when he would be back in full control of Austin and Eric, but Dillon wouldn't give him a hint. After the thing on the field on Tuesday night, Dillon had decided that he would let things go on for a full month. He wanted to see how crazy Tanner would get having to wear the chastity device for a full month.

They continued meeting Josh at lunch every day in school, but didn't do that much with him, other than jacking him off under the table, and making him cum in his pants.

The ended up deciding to hold off on doing anything at the theater with Eric and Austin. Josh had indicated that he would do whatever they wanted, but thought it was a good idea to wait just a little bit, since the two older teens were just starting to work their.

At home, Eric was having a good time tormenting Tanner. As he had ordered, each morning before school, Tanner came into his room, totally naked.

Eric got naked too, and then lay on his bed so that Tanner could lick his pits, balls, pubes and feet. Then he rolled over and had Tanner lick his crack and stick his tongue in his hole.

When Tanner was done, Eric bent Tanner over his lap and spanked him until his little ass turned bright red.

As he slapped a way, he reminded Tanner that as soon as Dillon removed his chastity device, Tanner would be sucking his cock as well.

One of the main reasons that Tanner and Dillon didn't do all that much with each other during the week was that both were pre-occupied with other matters.

Tanner was working on his plans for Sparks and Dillon was getting things started with Jeff.

There were a couple of significant "events" that did happen during the week though. Both of them happened on Thursday.

<<<<<<<<<<<<<< AUSTIN MAKES A DISCOVERY >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>

The first happened just after football practice. It was just dumb luck that it did. It had been a rather grueling practice, and everyone was anxious to hit the showers and get home. Austin was anxious as well. Eric was running some extra laps out on the field. The idea being to give the other guys time to shower and leave, before he undressed in the locker room. Unlike Austin, he was still wearing a chastity device.

Austin, stripped down, wrapped a towel around his waist and headed towards the showers. On his way, he decided to drop his shoes off on the counter in the equipment room. They needed repaired or replaced.

He had just placed them on the end of the counter when he heard a noise from across the room. It sounded like heavy breathing.

Everyone else was in the showers and his curiosity was aroused.

He tiptoed across the room towards the noise. It was coming from behind a big equipment rack. As he neared the rack, the sound was unmistakable. Someone was behind the rack, jacking off.

Austin peeked around the rack, and his mouth dropped open.

The noise was coming from Colby, the hot redhead who was one of the back-up quarterbacks. He was totally naked, laying on his back on a bench, and jacking off furiously. What made the scene so much more exciting was the fact that he was sniffing a jockstrap while he did it.

Austin's cock rose quickly as he watched the incredible scene. Colby's lean body glistened with sweat. He wasn't as "built up" as Austin was, but he did have a respectable set of six-pack abs and a very narrow waist.

Not surprisingly, Austin's eyes focused on Colby's body from the waist down. It was the first time that Austin had really given Colby's body a look like this.

He had a decent sized circumcised cock, not as big as Austin's, but still respectable. He also had a very nice set of low-hanging balls. What really captured Austin's attention was the color of Colby's pubic hair. He had never paid that much attention to it before, but now it was making him hot.

Actually it wasn't just the pubic hair that caught his interest. All of Colby's hair, from the neck down was just as red as the hair on his head. That included his armpits, treasure trail, pubes, and the light coating on his legs.

Austin continued watching from hiding. Watching another guy jack off like this was incredibly arousing. Colby was even more animated when he masturbated than Austin was. His chest was heaving up and down and his body was shaking as he pounded away.

Austin's own cock really started to throb as he glanced at Colby's face. Not only was he sniffing the jock while he jacked off, but he was actually licking the pouch.

Without thinking, he began rubbing his hard cock through his towel. He could tell by the way Colby's muscle's were tightening that he was getting close to cumming. Somehow, Austin managed to keep himself from cumming as he watched Colby's cock explode. The first shot flew over Colby's head. The second and third splatterd on his chest and stomach.

At that point, Austin backed away and snuck out of the room. He needed time to think. Somehow he managed to get into the shower room and get to a spot in the corner. He faced the wall to hide his arousal and started showering.

Had it not been for the thing with the jock, Austin might have written the whole thing off as Colby just super horny. Sniffing and licking a sweaty jock, however, seemed awfully gay. He wondered if Colby really was gay, or at the very least bi-sexual.

More significantly, he started to wonder if there might be a way to get Colby involved in the "things" that were happening. It would have to be handled carefully though, to keep Eric from freaking out.

Austin had a difficult time finishing his shower. He couldn't stop thinking about Colby and the implications of what he had just witnessed. And because he couldn't stop thinking about it, his cock stayed hard.

It was when Colby entered the shower room and took a spot a few showerheads away, that Austin turned the water to cold. It took a few minutes for his aching cock to soften enough so that he could turn around and finish rinsing off.

Still, with Colby there, he decided not to take any chances. He finished as fast as he could, and headed back to the locker room.

Eric was the only other guy there and was sitting on a bench with a towel wrapped around his waist. He looked annoyed as he turned to Austin and asked, "Shit Man? Who the hell is still here?"

Austin pulled off his towel and finished drying himself as he said, "Oh that's Colby. My guess is he probably won't be too long."

Eric grumbled, "I fucking hope not! I need to shower fast, so we can get to work. I guess we'll have to settle for some hot dogs at the theater tonight."

Fortunately for Eric, Colby finished his shower quickly, got dressed and left.

Alone at last, Eric rushed to the showers. He would definitely be glad when the damn chastity device was off. It was getting really stressful trying to hide the thing in the locker room.

Their night at the theater was totally uneventful. It was just their second night and the theater manager kept them occupied the entire evening. Josh grinned as he watched the manager lead them around to ensure they knew what was expected. The guy did it with all the new hires.

While Eric and Austin were working, another event was unfolding.

<<<<<<<<<<<< THE SCOUT PATROL MEETING >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>

Jeff's patrol from the Scout troop was having a patrol meeting. It was at one of the boy's houses, inside the garage that had been converted to a rec room. As luck would have it, the boy's parents were both at a Scout troop committee meeting at the school.

There were actually eight boys in the patrol, but only seven were there that night. Dillon was there too.

It was a nervous looking Jeff, who called the meeting to order. They did the obligatory reciting of the Scout Oath and Law and the Pledge of Allegiance then got into the main part of the meeting.

A Troop campout was coming up and Jeff had to review the cooking and cleanup assignments for that weekend. It didn't take long.

As they finished reviewing their plans, Dillon could tell there was an air of "anticipation" in the room. A few of the boys had been involved with the Tanner "kidnapping" thing and had already met Dillon. Their was the logical assumption that Dillon's appearance there was an indication that something similar was about to take place.

Dillon looked around the room and sized up the boys as they chattered about the campout. At 14, Jeff was the oldest, and clearly the most athletic looking of the group. The others were all 13, and though they were not quite as developed as Jeff was, all seemed really fit.

That was not all that surprising since the private school they all went to, placed a major emphasis on fitness and sports. Boys in their early teens who were having difficulty shedding residual "baby fat" were put on a special regimen.

Once the campout planning was finished, Jeff essentially turned the meeting over to Dillon.

All eyes were on Dillon as he stood up, walked to the front of the room and said, "Okay, some of you guys met me before tonight and helped me out. What you all might not know is that guy who you kidnapped and messed with is my slave. Do you know what that means?"

There were grins and giggles before one of them said, "Yea! It means he has to do whatever you say, no matter what! Right?"

Dillon nodded and smiled as he responded, "Yea! That's right! No matter what! He has to do whatever I say. Now before any of you ask, it's not important how he got to be my slave. He just is. So we'll leave it at that."

One of the boys, a particularly young looking kid with bright blond hair, raised his hand and asked as he blushed, "So he really does have to do anything. You know like strip and stuff if you tell him too?"

Dillon chuckled, "That's right. It's like I said! Anything!"

The boys seemed really impressed and were excited. Hell, what boy that age wouldn't be excited. Their excitement continued to grow as Dillon went on.

He explained that his primary reason for being there was to get them to help with not only that slave boy, but some others as well.

That got their complete attention.

Dillon's own excitement grew as he continued. He just loved this feeling of power. He also loved seeing the anxious look on Jeff's face.

"Okay, now the important thing is this, nobody else outside of your patrol can know about any of this! You guys will all have to swear never to tell anyone else! This is a total secret! I'm serious! If anyone blabs about this, it's over and you guys will never hear from me again."

How much more exciting and intriguing could this get. Boys that age tend to have their own "sacred" honor code. You make a promise to keep a secret, you keep it! Fail to do so and you risk being "cast out!"

They all agreed to keep quiet about it and were anxious to know when things would get started.

Dillon smiled some more and said, "Okay, I think you guys can be trusted. Just one quick question for all of you. There's this guy who's 14 who I'd like you guys to mess with on a regular basis. And when I say mess with, I mean torture and humiliate him. Punish him whenever you want and make him do nasty stuff. And yea, that means sex stuff. Now my question is, with that in mind, what kinds of things would you do to him?"

Dillon grinned as he looked at Jeff's face. He looked white as a ghost. He got even whiter as the ideas started flowing. Dillon was actually pretty impressed. For guys who didn't have a whole lot of experience they were doing extremely well.

One of them wanted to know if the guy had hair above his cock. Dillon said that he did and the suggestion was made that they shave it all off. They all liked that, but then decided it would be more fun to start by plucking the hairs out and then finish by shaving what was left.

There would be whippings and spankings on a regular basis, along with ball paddling and they'd also torture him with hot wax. And of course, he would have to give them blow jobs whenever they wanted and jack off while they watched.

They had plenty of other ideas and would have gone on talking about them had Dillon not called a halt to things. He got them all to quiet down and then said, "Okay, I think you guys are on the right track. So would you like to start tonight?"

Of course they did!

Dillon was really loving this moment. He let them stew for a couple of minutes, then turned to Jeff and said, "Okay Jeff, come over here and face the members of your patrol."

Jeff walked over, turned towards the other boys and waited nervously. It seemed that so far, the others hadn't figured it out yet. They started to when Dillon looked at Jeff and said, "Okay Jeff, take off your shoes and socks. Now!"

Jeff started breathing faster as he followed Dillon's commands. His shoes and socks were followed by his shirt and scout shorts.

Once he was standing there, in front of the others, wearing just his tight white briefs, with his hands behind his head, Dillon looked at the boys and announced, "And here he is, your slave boy!"

Just about every mouth dropped open at the same time. At first a few thought it was a joke, but then realized Dillon was being serious when Dillon continued.

"Okay now, so here's the deal. Like I said before, no one else can know about this arrangement. I'm serious! From now on, Jeff here is your slave boy. He will follow all orders you guys give to him. The only exception being ones that would almost definitely get him into serious trouble. Like you can't order him to run naked through the mall and jack-off in the food court out in plain sight."

"There are things like that which could be done. You just have to be cool about it."

One of them asked, "What about torture and that kind of stuff?"

Dillon laughed, "Oh yea! No problem there. Make him scream and beg whenever you want. That's cool."

Sweat was beginning to run down Jeff's sides as he looked at the nasty grins on his patrol members' faces. As close as he was with most of them, when it came to something like this, there would be absolutely no mercy. Three of them, in particular, were very cruel when it came to dreaming up penalties and punishments for their games.

Dillon let them consider the situation for a few more minutes then said, "Oh and the other thing is this. Jeff is still your patrol leader and may soon have another leadership position in your troop. When you guys are doing Scouting stuff, you have to treat him as your leader. Otherwise, someone else might catch on."

"Lastly, don't worry about how this happened. It doesn't matter, and Jeff isn't allowed to tell you how he got to be my slave boy. If you guys do a good job with him, I'll hook you guys up with some other slaves too. Assuming, of course, that you guys might be interested in doing the same shit with some guys who are around 17 or so."

There was no question about them liking that idea. The thought of being able to control some older teenage boys was really exciting.

With that thought in mind, Dillon turned Jeff over to them. He wasn't sure how much time they had left before they had to leave, and wanted to see what they would do to him first.

Not surprisingly, they pulled his briefs off right away. All took turns fondling his cock and balls until he was fully erect, which didn't take long.

They had a little trouble deciding on what to do next, then finally decided on making Jeff "walk the gauntlet."

Dillon watched while they prepared Jeff. A couple of them laid a pole across Jeff's shoulders, behind his neck, stretched his arms out to the ends of the pole and tied his wrists to it.

Two other guys tied his feet together, with just enough play in between to hobble along, taking baby steps.

While they were preparing him, the "baby-faced" kid with the bright blond hair came over and started talking to Dillon.

"You know how this works?" the kid asked.

Dillon shook his head, "No, not really."

The kid smiled and said, "Well, it's like one of the toughest penalties for some of the games we play. You can also get it if you screw up on a campout and cost the patrol some points in the inter-patrol competitions."

The kid wanted to keep talking so Dillon encouraged him, "Okay, so what happens next?"

"Well, next we all line up and take off our belts. The guy going through it gets blindfolded, right after we roll the dice to see how many times he has to walk the gauntlet. When it starts, he has to walk down the line as fast as he is able to while everyone in the line whips him with their belts. If he falls over, he has to go back to the beginning of the line and start again."

Dillon thought for a moment then asked, "And I guess they can whip him as hard as they want, and where ever they want, right?"

The kid grinned and said, "Oh yea! Most of the guys aim for the guy's cock and balls or his ass."

Dillon considered it for a moment, then asked, "So have you ever had to do it?"

The kid blushed and said, "Well, no not yet. But it could happen. It's pretty scary."

They would have talked some more if it hadn't been time to start.

Dillon watched as the kid took his place in line, and Jeff began his first pass down the line. The dice had been rolled and he would make 8 passes down the line.

Though he was allowed to move as fast as he could, the way his feet were tied he had to go very slowly. Any concern that Dillon may have had about the boys showing their patrol leader any mercy, were banished during his first pass down the line.

Everyone was lashing Jeff's naked body as hard as they could, and like the kid had said, most aimed for Jeff's genitals and his ass.

By the time he completed his fourth pass, his body was glistening with sweat and was covered with some nasty red welts.

The last few passes seemed particularly brutal. The boys seemed intent on spreading out the red marks and had begun focusing on Jeff's chest, stomach, back and thighs.

Jeff managed to get close to the end before his gasps started to turn to screams.

"OH GOD! AHHHHHHHHHHHH!" he began to cry out as the last bunch of lashes tore into him.

His eyes burnt from the tears that were trapped under the blindfold.

When it was finally over, Jeff was untied, forced down on his knees and ordered to suck each patrol. The boys formed a circle around Jeff, pulled down their shorts and waited anxiously for their turn.

Dillon's cock got super hard as he watched the boys shoot their loads of young teen cum into Jeff's mouth and onto his face.

When all had "done" their thing, Jeff was ordered to jack off, catch his own cum and then eat it.

This was one of the things Dillon actually seemed to enjoy the most. There was something extremely exciting about watching a naked guy, down on his knees, being forced to masturbate with others watching.

Despite the fact that his cock and balls, and the rest of his body were aching, Jeff quickly got his cock fully erect very quickly and began stroking like crazy.

His body shook as he glanced at the boys watching him. He felt embarrassed, humiliated, but was getting more and more turned on as he thought about the future. He was a slave to the boys in his patrol, a sex slave. They could torture him, punish him, humiliate him for fun, and use his body for sex.

It was those thoughts that triggered the inevitable response. To everyone's delight, Jeff cried out and shot volley after volley of his creamy white seed into his cupped hand. It took a little while for him to catch his breath and to lick the cum out of his hand.

While there were some who wanted to do more that night, the group decided they had better not chance it. They had already gone past the time when the patrol meeting was supposed to be over and needed to get home.

Jeff was allowed to get dressed while the others straightened up and then filed out. The last one to leave was the blond kid, it was, after all, his house. He lingered for a while, and would only leave when Dillon promised to call him on his cell phone soon. He made sure Dillon had the number, and then walked him to the door.

"Remember, call me soon. It's kind of important!" the kid said.

"Not to worry. I will!" Dillon shouted back as he walked down the driveway.

He wondered what could possibly be so important.

As he walked across the field towards the woods and his house beyond, his thoughts turned back to Jeff. He hadn't had a chance to talk to Jeff afterwards and gave him a quick call on his cell.

He did a good job playing the part of the "Master" and sounding firm. Without having to ask, Jeff volunteered that he was aching and was gonna soak in the tub for awhile before going to bed.

No one had noticed anything unusual about him when he got home. Thankfully all the red marks were covered by his clothes. Well, except for a few red marks on his lower thighs, but he had been able to slip into his room without them being seen.

Dillon resisted the urge to ask Jeff if he was having any second thoughts. He didn't have to.

Towards the end of the conversation Jeff started babbling on about how much he liked Dillon being his Master. He reiterated his promise to do absolutely whatever Dillon ordered.

Dillon reminded him to follow all orders received from the members of his patrol and to stay in touch.

By the time they hung up, Jeff was once again fully boned. He pulled on a bathrobe and headed to the bathroom.

As he filled the tub with warm water, his thoughts returned, once again to his status as a slave. He didn't know why it was so exciting, it just was. He slipped into the warm waters, laid back, and closed his eyes as he considered the next day. The boys in his patrol would all see him at school. He wondered if they would have some orders for him during school. That thought made his cock and balls really tingle.

Jeff's cock and balls weren't the only ones tingling that night.

<<<<<<<<< MEANWHILE AT TANNER'S HOUSE >>>>>>>>>>>>

While Dillon was at Jeff's patrol meeting, Tanner was at home working at his computer. He had started the evening working on his Ebay store then shifted to other matters.

He got really excited when he got an Email from his bank. Sparks had apparently set up the direct deposit for his paychecks, and a confirmation was required. He clicked on the confirmation link and smiled when he got a final confirmation email, moments later. Beginning a week from Friday, Sparks' future paychecks would be deposited directly into Tanner's account. Following that, Tanner got on Skype and gave Sparks a call. He was pleased to find out that Sparks was at home alone in his apartment and was able to talk freely and openly and was able to engage in a video chat.

One of the funny things about the chat that ensued, was Tanner's "on-again", "off-again" demeanor as a "Master." He was trying so hard to be the "all-seeing" young Master, but couldn't help dropping out of that role at various times. He was, after-all barely 15. As smart as he was, and as well-read, he still lacked experience. He was learning fast though.

The "on-again", "off-again" thing didn't bother Sparks at all. In fact, it made the entire situation that much more exciting.

In his quest to find a young "Master", he had been in and out of various chat rooms on the net. Try as he might, he couldn't find anyone who seemed to be what he was looking for. Most were older guys "posing" as teenagers, or teenagers just fooling around.

And, of course, there had always been the possibility of cops posing as teenagers.

His initial encounter with Tanner and his brother in the park had been just dumb-luck. While his primary interest was in being on the receiving end of things, no matter what the young guy looked like, it definitely helped that Tanner was one little teenaged hottie!

The video chat started off with Tanner doing his best to act his part. He reminded Sparks of his role as a total slave. Sparks confirmed not only his willingness, but also his strong desire to please his young master in everyway possible.

It was after that, that Tanner's adolescent curiosity took over. He was anxious to know more about Sparks. He wanted to know everything.

Things started off with a sort of virtual tour of Sparks apartment, using his laptop camera.

It was actually more like a townhouse.

The more Tanner saw of it and heard, the more excited he became.

It was on the end of one of the units. The one next to his was vacant, and probably would be for a while.

The central feature was his bedroom loft. It overlooked the living room and had a big picture window. The downside of the window was that there was a hill just outside of it that had a jogging trail on it. When his drapes were open, you could see right inside.

Tanner smiled as he considered that. It wasn't a "drawback" as far as he was concerned.

There was also a large bathroom with a walk-in shower and a separate bathtub with a whirlpool. It also excited Tanner's imagination since it was in the corner of the room and had two windows overlooking a small commons area. Pull up the shades, and stand up, and anyone outside could see you.

One of the other things that excited Tanner was the fact that the complex had a swimming pool, exercise room, and sauna, which was available to all tenants.

With the virtual tour over, the conversation shifted to Sparks' personal history.

Tanner insisted that he strip down completely before they continued talking, and that Sparks would "frame" his view so as to include his crotch while they talked.

He was going to tell Sparks to get hard, but he didn't have to. He had been that way moments after Tanner called him.

To say that Tanner got more than he had bargained for would be an understatement! Listening to Sparks tell his story was like watching a "made-for-TV drama.

Sparks told Tanner things about his life he had never told anyone before.

He was from a totally broken home. His father ran off when he was 9. His mother worked as a nurse and was almost never home.

As a young boy, Sparks had very few friends. Part of that was probably due to his "chip-on-the- shoulder" attitude. He took shit from no one, and got into fights frequently. The detention rooms in his junior and senior high schools might have been named after him, since he spent so much time in them.

Though he was a natural when it came to most sports, he was never able to stay on any team for very long due to his attitude and his propensity for fighting. Hell, he got thrown off the hockey team for fighting. Go figure!

Somehow he managed to get into his high school's vo-tech program where he excelled in auto-mechanics. For the bulk of his remaining years in high school, he focused on to two things. The first was learning all he could about cars and motorcycles, and the second was working out.

When he wasn't in the auto shop, he was out running, lifting weights at home, or working out in the school gym. That was all he needed, as far as he was concerned. Well that and some spending money, which he earned through the auto-mechanic's intern program.

Following graduation, he worked briefly at a local garage, then ran off with a biker gang.

He rode with them for a year, before he finally saw the light. After many fights and too many narrow brushes with the law, he just punched out. His skills as a motorcycle mechanic were considerable and he was able to land the job he currently held fairly quickly.

Tanner was somewhat mesmerized listening to Sparks' rendition of his "wild" years. For a young teenager, just beginning his "rebellious" period, there was something very inviting about that.

As anxious as Tanner was to hear more, he decided to cut things off and wait until Sunday. He told Sparks he would be in touch to give him his final instructions for that day. Once again, he needed time to think and plan.

<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<< FRIDAY >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>

Friday might have been called "Freaky Friday" for various reasons. Perhaps the most significant was Tanner.

He had the chastity thing on since Tuesday evening and was really freaking out. Dillon was getting a major kick out of it though. He had never seen Tanner acting so screwy before. The fact that he was having to lick Eric's balls, ass and armpits every morning was adding to his distress.

Dillon made it worse by having Tanner jack Josh off, under the table during their regular lunchtime meeting. Feeling Josh's cock throb in his hand made Tanner's cock and balls tingle and reminded him just how badly he needed to cum.

He had another reminder right after school.

Dillon had arranged for the two of them to meet Eric in some big bushes behind the gym. He announced that he was pleased with the way Eric had cooperated and made Tanner remove the chastity device from Eric's cock

Eric's cock shot right up and he reminded Tanner that beginning the next morning it would be in Tanner's mouth.

Eric had to run to catch the team bus for the away football game, so there was no time for anything else to happen.

With Eric gone, Tanner started thinking about what he might possibly do to get Dillon to release him from the chastity device. He didn't really have anything to offer though since he was already Dillon's slave boy, and had to do whatever he said.

Dillon probably wouldn't have considered it anyway. He was having just too much fun experimenting with dominating other boys. For the first time in his life, he was the one in control of things and he was just loving it. What was most amazing about it was that it had been all so easy.

The walk home from school was a quiet one until they were about a block from Tanner's house. Dillon had decided he wanted to spend some "quality time" with Tanner.

Everyone else they were "involved" with was tied up doing other things. Austin and Eric were at an away football game and wouldn't be back until it was really late. Josh had some big family thing going on and would be gone the entire weekend. Jeff and his patrol were on a troop campout. The only other "person of interest" was Sparks and things weren't really getting totally started with him until Sunday.

So that left just Tanner and Dillon.

With Tanner's house in sight, Dillon turned to Tanner and said, "Okay, look! It's just us tonight and I have some things I want to do with you slave boy. So you go on home, take care of your Ebay shit, and whatever else you have to, get something to eat, and then meet me at the Lookout Point on the edge of the woods at 6 o'clock. Got it?"

Tanner nodded and said, "Ummm, yea, okay. I mean okay sir."

He was still having a little trouble getting used to saying that to Dillon. Hell, up until just a few days ago, they had been simply best friends and the slave thing was just sort of a game between them.

Now Dillon seemed so serious about it. Probably the oddest thing about it though was the fact that Tanner wasn't even considering trying to back out of the whole deal. If anything, it just seemed to make their friendship stronger. Tanner was actually getting a major kick out of Dillon's rapidly emerging aggressiveness.

With Dillon's most recent order out of the way, they split off. Both were excited about the evening's "event." Tanner might have been even more excited if he hadn't been wearing the infernal chastity thing. It seemed like with each passing hour he was becoming more desperate to be able to get an erection and then jack-off.

<<<<<<<<<<< AUSTIN'S DILEMA >>>>>>>>>>>

As the team bus drove down the freeway, Austin was doing what he usually did before a game. He was running through the playbook and reviewing all the plays. While most of the plays were called by the coach on the sidelines, as the senior quarterback, he did have the option to change the play if he saw something. He didn't do it all that often, but when he did, it usually worked.

On this day though, Austin was having trouble focusing. He still couldn't get his mind off what he had seen Colby doing in the equipment room and Colby was sitting across the aisle from him, with his legs up on the seat in front of him.

It really wouldn't have mattered if he had simply been jacking off. What complicated things was the fact he was sniffing and licking a sweaty jock while he did it.

The more he thought about it, the more he started to think that Colby was secretly gay. He was definitely not the stereotypical fag though. Then again, what was stereotypical? He didn't consider himself to be gay and yet he was getting increasingly excited about doing stuff that was clearly gay. Hell, he had almost cum under his towel as he watched Colby jacking off. The problem he was having was what to do about what he had seen, if anything. Should he say something to Colby? If so what? And for what reason? Should he try to get Colby "involved" in stuff with Tanner and Dillon? Again, if so, why?

Other crazy thoughts went through his head.

Though Colby was one of the backup quarterbacks, he played defense mostly. During scrimmages at practice was it just his imagination or did Colby seem to take a lot of time getting off of him after making a tackle? Was Colby "eyeing" him in the showers? And so on.

Somehow he managed to regain his focus on the playbook for the majority of the trip. Still, it wasn't easy.

<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<< TANNER & DILLON >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>

Tanner got to the Lookout Point almost 30 minutes early. He thought it would be a good place to think.

As he sat on a big rock, and gazed out across the field, he thought about everything that had happened and would continue to happen. Ever since he began reading the stories about BDSM and domination on the Internet, he knew he wanted to do that stuff in real life.

He also realized that he wasn't like "most" of the guys in those stories. While some liked to experience things "both ways", most didn't. Tanner did like being the guy in-charge and "dishing" it out. He loved making other guys suffer with pain and humiliation, especially guys that were older them him, like Austin, Eric and now Sparks.

Yet, there were definitely times when he got turned on by being the one who was the submissive. This was one of those times. His heart started beating faster as he thought about Dillon and what he might have planned for him. While other guys might have been mad at Dillon, Tanner really wasn't. The only thing he was annoyed about was the chastity device. It was driving him crazy.

Dillon was thinking too as he walked through the woods. He had brought the backpack full of the sex toys that his sister had given him and a bunch of other things. He hadn't quite decided exactly what he wanted to do with Tanner though.

Tanner stood up and waved as he saw Dillon coming up the hill. His balls tingled as he noticed the backpack Dillon was carrying.

As soon as he reached Tanner, Dillon dropped the pack on the ground and said, "Well, looks like it's just the two of us tonight."

Tanner giggled, "Yea, like old times, huh?"

For the moment, Tanner's "slave" status seemed to be set aside as the two chattered about everything else that was happening. Dillon gave Tanner some more details on everything that had happened with Jeff and his patrol, and Tanner filled him in on his latest conversation with Sparks.

Both of them were really excited about that.

"I still can't believe he's going for it! I mean holy shit!" Dillon stammered.

Tanner grinned and said, "Yea, it is totally wild. Even better than in a couple of the stories I read. I guess he's been thinking about doing something like this for awhile, but just couldn't find the right guy to do it with."

Dillon giggled and teased, "And you are such a `RIGHT' guy!"

Tanner thought for a moment then said, "Yea, I guess I am! He'll find out on Sunday, just how `RIGHT' I am!"

That triggered a long discussion about Tanner's plans for Sparks. It was supposed to last all day.

At first Dillon was a little disappointed that Tanner had changed his plans. He licked the idea of making Sparks ride his motorcycle somewhere, in just his speedos and boots. Or better yet wearing just a jock.

He felt better about it when Tanner explained his revised plan.

He would spend the day at Sparks' apartment and do everything there. After seeing the layout, he had decided it would be the perfect place for a day of torture. The windows in Sparks' bedroom and bathroom also provided some opportunities for humiliation.

Dillon got more excited when Tanner told him the other part of his plan. It was classic Tanner! Sneaky, but realistic.

Like they were on most Sundays, Tanner parents would be gone the entire day. Eric had to work at the theater beginning at 10 in the morning. That meant Dillon could use Tanner's computer and be able to see most of what was going on in Sparks' apartment via Webcam. Something he couldn't do at his own house because of his Dad's monitoring software.

Dillon loved the revised plan. It would make for a very "interesting" Sunday.

They talked about the Webcam thing for a bit before getting into the stuff Tanner planned to do with Sparks. Things would start off fairly simply.

Tanner would arrive at Sparks place around 9 AM. Since Austin wasn't working that day, he would have Austin drive him there and remain their for the full day.

Dillon liked that idea. With Austin there, Tanner could make them do things to each other.

"I know Eric and Austin are supposed to be in charge of you right now, so I'll tell Austin that is off for Sunday. He'll be yours totally for the day." Dillon announced.

Tanner teased, "Oh that's very considerate of you dude! I don't suppose you would be considerate enough to take this thing off my cock for the day, would you?"

Dillon teased right back, "Oh no dude! I'm not that considerate! I want to see how long it'll take for you to get really desperate."

Tanner laughed, "Well it was worth a try. Anyway, since I'll have the two of them there, I thought I'd start off with a bunch of forced exercises. You know make them both work up a lot of sweat. I'll have them compete against each other for things like who can do the most sit-ups, push-ups, pull-ups and so on. The loser will get some nasty penalty."

Dillon smiled, "Yea that sounds cool. Make the penalties really hard or super humiliating."

"Yea, I'm planning on it. I was also thinking about having them do some stuff in front of the window. I'll have to see how that goes though." Tanner added.

The conversation shifted to the list of "toys" that Sparks had purchased. Both were most excited about the "electro" device. It had attachments specifically designed for cock and ball tortures and both were anxious to try them out.

Tanner concluded the discussion by noting that all although Austin would be there, the primary focus would be on Sparks. While Eric and Austin were just about "there", Sparks had a fully developed man's body. Making him beg and scream would be an even bigger thrill than doing it to the others.

The last part of their talk was sort of funny. Dillon had pulled some leather wrist and ankle restraints out of his backpack and handed them to Tanner, who put them on as he talked.

"I really do like Sparks' body. I keep looking at those pictures of him. He is so hot." Tanner chattered.

Dillon had to agree. Sparks' was definitely hot. At 21, his body was in tip-top shape. He looked like a cross between a swimmer and a wrestler, but a wrestler who competed in the middle weights. He had clearly defined and developed biceps, pecs, and abs and his legs were firm. He also had a fairly narrow waist.

The other thing that made Sparks stand out was his face. It was lean and chiseled and had a sort of perpetual tiny coating of dark facial hair on his cheeks and chin, which made him look a little rough. That was capped off with a full head of close-cropped golden hair.

Tanner had seen the rest of Sparks' body and was definitely excited.

Sparks had a really thick patch of pubic hair that sort of sparkled with some golden highlights. He also had a very respectable "treasure trail" leading down from his navel.

Judging by the rather narrow tan-line, it seemed clear that when Sparks was at the beach or pool, he wore speedos.

And then there was his manly "equipment." It was both manly and impressive. Tanner wasn't that good at figuring out measurements but could tell that Sparks would be in the upper strata when it came to penis size.

Hiss circumcised cock was not as long as Austin's was, but was a lot thicker and the mushroom head seemed more pronounced. Anyone getting fucked by Sparks would definitely feel it!

And then there were his balls. They were definitely larger than Austin's and Eric's and hung a lot lower. They also had a light coating of curly hair.

If there was one part of Sparks' body that seemed slightly out of place, it was his butt. Tanner had expected it to be muscular and dimpled like Austin's and Eric's.

It wasn't.

In fact, it was probably the most "boyish" part of Spark's entire body.

It wasn't overly big, quite small actually. What was there though could be described as a classic little bubble butt! It was perfectly rounded and looked like it belonged to an 11 year old instead of a 21 year old man. It was creamy white and smooth and was oh so spank-able!

By the time Tanner had the restraints on, both boys were ready for some action. It was one of those times when both of their desires were "in-sync."

Tanner wanted to be "challenged" and Dillon wanted to challenge him.

Years later, the two best friends might be able to look back on these moments and figure out what had started to happen. At the moment, neither one realized just how "effective" their partnership was becoming.

They would read stories on the Internet describing various humiliations and tortures and also come up with ideas of their own. When he was in the right mood, which was fairly frequently, Tanner was the "more-than-willing" test subject.

Dillon loved testing things out on Tanner. The ones that were toughest for Tanner, were invariably used with the others. It was actually quite a "turn-on" for Tanner to put the older guys through the same things Dillon put him through and to have them "break" long before he did.

Sadly for most of those guys, Tanner had an extremely high level of tolerance for pain and actually reveled in public humiliation.

The public humiliation thing was somewhat of an oddity for Tanner though. In spite of everything they were doing, and an obvious "exhibitionist" tendency, Tanner never totally lost his "shyness" about being naked in front of others. He blushed almost every time he was ordered to strip and especially when he had to masturbate with others watching.

As embarrassed as he was though, there was no escaping the fact that he was also excited by it.

Anyway! On this particular evening, Dillon had decided to focus less on pain and torture, and more on humiliation.

"Okay slave boy! Strip down! Take everything off! When you are done, bundle up all your clothes and take them back to your house. Put them behind that big holly bush beside the back gate, then come back and find me. I'll be somewhere on the edge of that field down there!" Dillon commanded.

Both boys' hearts began to pound faster as Tanner rushed to obey.

By the time Tanner was totally naked and had hurried off with his bundle of clothes, Dillon's cock was fully erect and throbbing. Dang how he loved seeing Tanner naked, and making him do things.

Tanner's cock would have been hard too, if it wasn't for the chastity thing. His balls were tingling though as he picked his way carefully along the path through the woods.

Part of the thrill of this "challenge" was that there was always the possibility of being seen and/or outright caught. There were a bunch of trails winding through these woods, which were frequented by kids from the neighborhood.

Tanner would be hard-pressed to explain not only his nakedness, but also the fact he was wearing a chastity devices and had the leather wrist and ankle restraints on.

Fortunately, on this particular night, no one was around. Tanner made it to the fence behind his house, stashed his bundle of clothes and then hurried back into the woods.

Dillon had been vague about exactly where he would be. It was a big field and it could take awhile for Tanner to find him. That, of course, was also part of the thrill.

Dillon was trying to be as sneaky as possible. He figured that Tanner would assume that he would be somewhere on the other side of the field, so he hid on the near side, close to where Tanner would emerge from the woods.

He had guessed correctly that Tanner would start circling the field to the right once he got there.

From his hiding place, he grinned as he watched Tanner step onto the edge of the field, turn right and start creeping along, looking for Dillon.

As soon as he was certain Tanner was headed in the other direction, Dillon retreated further into the woods to a small grove of pine trees. There was a little clearing in the center, which was perfect for what Dillon had planned.

Wasting no time, he tied pieces of rope to the bottoms of four of the trees which he would use to secure Tanner spread eagled on his back. While his primary plan was to focus on humiliating him in various ways, he couldn't resist doing some torture. And the "spread eagle" was becoming his favorite position for that.

With the ropes in place, he pulled the "shock rod" out of his pack and tested it on the back of his hand. It had quite a kick and still had plenty of charge left. He also confirmed that he had extra sets of batteries.

He laid the rod on a towel along with a tube of Icy Hot ointment, a pile of clothespins, a small bag of marshmallows, and a Baby Ruth candy bar.

He completed his final preparations by pulling some long green pine needles off of a nearby tree and laying them on the towel.

Just before he left the grove to return to the edge of the field, he stripped down to just his shoes and a jock. While his body wasn't quite as defined as Tanner's was, it was still very enticing, and would be sure to excite Tanner.

On the other side of the field, Tanner was moving cautiously. This was the second time in a week that he had made his way around the big field, naked and barefooted.

He looked scanned the woods as he moved, looking for Dillon or signs of anyone else. He was fairly certain that Dillon hadn't arranged for another ambush, but wouldn't put it past him.

Ambush or not though, Tanner's heart was beating really fast. He felt so vulnerable out in the open like this, and was anxious to find out just what Dillon had in store for him.

It took almost a half hour for Tanner to make it all the way around the field. He was starting to get a little worried when at last he saw Dillon's face peaking over a bush.

Dillon motioned for him to join him and Tanner rushed to obey.

As soon as he was behind the bush, and before he could say anything, Dillon pulled his hands behind his back, shackled his wrists together and marched him through the woods and into the grove of pine trees.

Tanner saw the items spread out on the towel almost immediately and started breathing hard. The purpose for most was obvious, but he couldn't figure out what the marshmallows, candy bar and pine needles were for.

Without say a word, Dillon unshackled Tanner's wrists, forced him to the ground and laid him out on his back. Tanner had seen the pieces of rope tied to the tree trunks and spread his arms and legs wide to accommodate his evil master. Dillon took his time securing Tanner with the ropes. He made sure that Tanner's body was stretched to the point it hurt.

When he was done, he grabbed the tube of Icy Hot, lifted Tanner's caged cock out of the way and applied a liberally coating of the burning ointment to his balls.

Tanner started squirming almost immediately. It took less that a minute for it to feel like his balls were on fire. Tears started running down his face as he pulled his bonds and raised his groin into the air in a desperate attempt to find some relief.

As Tanner gasped and squirmed, Dillon stood beside him, looked down and chuckled as he rubbed the front of his jock strap.

"He Tanner check this out! Remember these? They are called hard-ons or boners."

Tanner tilted his head up and watched as Dillon rubbed his pouch then slowly removed the jock. Dillon's cock stood straight up and Tanner's body tingled all over as he stared at his best friend's erect penis.

"Who knows Tanner, I just may let you get one some day. I'm thinking like after a month of wearing that thing, you'll really be ready."

Tanner couldn't keep his eyes off of Dillon's erect shaft. Despite his burning balls, his own cock struggled inside it's little cage. He wanted to get hard in the worst sort of way.

Dillon added to Tanner's plight by giving his own cock a few slow sensuous strokes and gasping, "Oh YEA! DAMN this feels so good!"

He continued his assault on Tanner's desires by straddling Tanner's chest and dangling his balls over Tanner's face.

"Okay slave boy! Go ahead and wash my balls good!"

Tanner had been expecting pain, but this was somehow worse. The odor of Dillon's sweaty pubic area was very strong now and mixed with the rich scent of the thick pine trees that surrounded them.

His eyes rolled as he began licking Dillon's balls. Already his senses were shifting to overload. The burning sensation in his balls was just fueling his desire.

Dillon made sure he did a thorough job, before rising to his feet once more.

His cock was really throbbing as he stared down at Tanner's helpless body. He loved this feeling of power so much.

As anxious as he was to get to the pain and torture, he decided to proceed with his plans for humiliating Tanner in ways they had never tried before.

He was a little concerned that the things he had planned might totally gross Tanner out, but decided to go ahead with them. Tanner was supposed to be a slave and had to do anything and everything.

That aside, Dillon had made one special preparation prior to joining Tanner in the woods. He had done his best to clean the inside of his hole without rinsing away the sweat on the rest of his body.

Though he still smelled fairly sweaty, his insides were very clean.

Tanner's eyes widened as he watched Dillon remove a couple of marshmallows form the bag, squat down slightly and then stick them inside his hole.

His eyes widened even further when Dillon straddled him once more and lowered himself until his ass crack was right over Tanner's mouth.

"Okay Slave Boy. I know you like marshmallows, so eat up. Both of them!"

Dillon spread his cheeks as far as he could and lowered his ass further until his hole was pressing against Tanner's lips. He hadn't shoved the marshmallows in all that far, but figured it would still be a challenge and that he would have to help "force" them out at some point.

Tanner's stomach churned as he stuck out his tongue and began feeling for the marshmallow stuck in Dillon's hole. While he wasn't completed "grossed out" he was pretty close.

He tried his best to set aside the full realization of what he was doing as he probed for the marshmallow. As soon as he tasted it, he worked his tongue under it, tilted his head up as far as he could, pressed his lips against Dillon's little hole and started to suck.

Surprisingly, it didn't take long before the sweet white glob was out far enough for Tanner to latch onto it with his teeth and pull it into his mouth.

Dillon let out loud gasp as the first marshmallow was pulled out of his hole.

Tanner suppressed a gag as he swallowed the first marshmallow. It wasn't that it tasted bad, it was the thought that he had just eaten a marshmallow that had been inside his friend's ass that was a little hard to take.

And speaking of hard, the second one was trickier. It was in further and had begun to really soften and melt. Dillon had to help things along by using his sphincter muscles to literally "shit" it out.

While Tanner was feeling grossed out and humiliated, Dillon was very excited. The feeling of "shitting" the marshmallow into Tanner's mouth was quite a thrill.

That was followed almost immediately by another thrill.

Tanner watched as Dillon unwrapped the Baby Ruth candy bar, bent over and shoved it into his ass. The damn thing looked a lot like a turd, which was, of course, Dillon's intent.

Fortunately, the candy bar was much easier for Tanner to deal with. It was still gross, however. Unlike the marshmallows, he had to bite off small pieces at a time before he could swallow them. It was like Dillon was shitting in his mouth.

Once more Tanner suppressed his gag reflex as he swallowed the candy from Dillon's ass.

While similar scenes would be repeated between them and the others, neither one of them was interested in doing the "real" thing. That was just too gross, and dangerous. Piss, on the other hand, was another story. Both had read some stories where piss was involved, and both had every intention of going that at some point.

Dillon had already decided that this would be one of those times.

Tanner was actually relieved when Dillon climbed off of him and proceeded to start the torture part of their adventure.

His balls were still burning, but the pain was manageable.

Dillon grinned as he picked up a few of the long pine needles and examined them. They were perfect for his plan. Each had several drops of sticky pine sap on them, which should prove to be a nice irritant.

Once again Tanner's eye's widened as he figured out Dillon's next move.

It was a little tricky but worked.

Dillon lifted up the chastity device and carefully worked one of the pine needles into the open end until it found Tanner's piss slit. Tanner gasped as Dillon began sliding it into his cock.

The sensation was tickly and painful at the same time. Dillon forced the pine needle in as far as he could, then followed with two more.

When he was done, he sat back and stared at Tanner.

Tanner was panting as he tried to deal with the uncomfortable sensation inside his cock. It hurt a lot, but more importantly, the tickling sensation made him feel like he needed to pee, in the worst sort of way, which is what Dillon had hoped would happen.

As Tanner began to really squirm, Dillon pulled the chastity device up so that the open end was resting in Tanner's pubes. He added to Tanner's discomfort by twisting the pine needles around.

After a lot of panting and squirming and a lot of twisting of the pine needles, Tanner gasped, "Shit Dude. You keep that up and you'll make me pee."

Dillon laughed, "Well DUH! That's the idea! So go right ahead!"

Tanner tried to hold on as long as he could, but it was a losing battle. The sensation was just too intense.

Dillon grinned as he saw Tanner shake and begin pissing all over himself.

The pine needles were forced out with the first blast, which made it all the way to Tanner's face. Dillon kept hold of the chastity cage to ensure that Tanner's streams splattered all over him.

When his convulsions finally subsided, Tanner's face, chest, stomach and pubes glistened with piss.

It was one of Tanner's most humiliating moments to date and if Dillon had his way, another one would follow shortly.

Dillon sat back and took a long look at Tanner's glistening, outstretched body. He loved seeing Tanner like this. As far as he was concerned, Tanner had the best body in their entire class at school.

The combination of the tight bondage, sweat and now piss seemed to highlight his muscles even more. He also loved the way Tanner's chest was heaving up and down.

He was really anxious now to try and push Tanner to at least some breaking point. Knowing Tanner, it wouldn't be easy, but he figured it would be worth a try.

He decided to forego the clothespins and get right to his test of the shocking rod.

He picked up the rod, held the tip in front of Tanner's face and pressed the trigger.

Tanner shook when he heard the snap and saw the spark shoot from the tip.

Dillon grinned as he said, "Okay Slave Boy! I've got a little challenge for you. I'm gonna have to take a piss myself soon cause I drank a lot of water before we came out here. When I do decide to piss, I'm gonna piss on you! On your face, your hair, and in your mouth."

"Now I have a feeling that you are not all that wild about that, so I'll give you a chance to avoid it. Are you interested?"

Tanner thought for just a moment before he said, "Yea, I am!"

The piss thing was something he had not been prepared for, in spite of all the stories he had read. It was humiliating enough to have pissed all over himself. Now Dillon was saying he would not only add his piss to his, but would also piss in his mouth.

Dillon seemed pleased.

"Okay, well then here's the deal. I'll use this shock rod on you for 30 minutes or less if my batteries run out before. You can get me to stop at any time by asking me to piss on you. If you do though, understand I will piss in your mouth as well as on your face. Got it?"

"Yea! I got it!" Tanner snapped. "Go ahead and get it over with."

Now the crazy part about the whole thing was that, as humiliating as the pissing thing was, it was something that Tanner wasn't all that concerned about doing.

But Dillon had thrown in a "challenge"; a "test" of Tanner's will, and that was something Tanner just couldn't resist.

And so it began!

Dillon had read the instructions for the rod carefully and avoided using the rod on Tanner's chest. There were some cautions about using it too close to the heart.

That didn't matter though, since there were plenty of places to use it on a naked body.

Tanner managed to handle the pain fairly well for the first 15 minutes. The shocks hurt like hell and felt like bunch of wicked pin or needle pricks.

Dillon moved the tip of the rod all over Tanner's body, searching for the spots that got the biggest reaction.

He shocked the soles of Tanner's feet and his toes. That got some jerks and moans, but not much more. The same was true for his biceps and neck.

Not surprisingly, he got the most dramatic reaction in and around Tanner's mid-section. His inner thighs were particularly sensitive. Each time he zapped Tanner there, he cried out and yanked violently at his bonds.

But his strongest reactions came when Dillon zapped his balls and his cock. Dillon had full access to Tanner's testicles and the slits in the chastity device enabled him to deliver shocks to most parts of Tanner's penis. The ones to the piss slit seemed to evoke the greatest reaction.

So it was, that as the second half of Tanner's "challenge" began, Dillon focused on Tanner's genitals. Tanner's gasps turned to screams as he yanked at his bonds.

Dillon asked him repeatedly if he was ready to be pissed on. Each time Tanner glared at him through watery eyes and snarled, "FUCK YOU! Ummm SIR!"

The "SIR" part was always followed immediately by a wicked and defiant smile.

It was that reply that egged Dillon on. He picked up the pace. Instead of waiting between "zaps" he began delivering three shocks in quick succession.

At one point he began to get concerned that Tanner would dislocate something because he was pulling at his bonds so violently. Because his screams were so loud, Dillon gagged him for a little while.

He paused long enough to change the batteries twice. Each time he asked Tanner the same question about pissing on him, and each time received the same response.

By the time the 30 minutes were up, both boys' bodies were totally covered with sweat. Tanner's was the worst, of course.

Dillon was totally amazed that Tanner had managed to make it through the full 30 minutes. As he slipped the rod back into his backpack, he thought about what had just happened.

He had just put his friend through hell and had loved every minute of it, especially when he had focused his efforts on Tanner's genitals.

He watched Tanner's breathing slowly return to normal as he packed up the rest his stuff and then untied Tanner and removed the wrist and ankle restraints.

By the time the restraints and rope pieces were placed inside the backpack, and Dillon had brushed the pine needles off of Tanner's backside, Tanner was essentially back to normal and joking around.

"Man Dillon, that was fucking intense! I thought you had me there for a few minutes. Guess you'll have to piss somewhere else besides on me, huh?"

Dillon chuckled, "Yea Dude. I thought for sure you would give in. Oh and hey, check it out! I can't see any marks on you."

Tanner looked at his body. He checked his thighs, stomach and arms and couldn't find any marks. He couldn't check his cock because of the device, but was reasonably certain there were none.

"Damn! Guess we should invest in plenty of batteries! That thing is so wicked." Tanner chuckled. "So are we done then? Um Sir?" he teased.

Dillon thought for a moment and then said, "Well, mostly. There is just one thing left for my Slave boy to do before we get home. It can wait until we're close to your back yard though."

The return trip through the woods was perhaps one of the clearest indications of just how strong (and bizarre); the relationship was between the two teenage boys.

Tanner was totally naked, except for the chastity device. Dillon was too, except for his sneakers and socks. Dillon could have dressed, but had decided not to.

As they walked down the trail, their conversation once again shifted to the weekend and Tanner's first full encounter with Sparks. His status as Dillon's slave boy was temporarily set aside. Such is the nature of boys that age. It was like they could flip a switch!

"Dude, I know he bought that electro thing, but you gotta let me borrow that shocker thing for Sunday. He might have bought one too, but I wanna be sure." Tanner pleaded.

Dillon laughed, "Hey, no problemo! That's what friends are for. You'll need some more fucking batteries though, since you made me wear most of mine out!"

Forever the schemer and conniver, Tanner couldn't resist taking one more shot at the chastity device.

"Yea, sorry about that!" he laughed. "You know though, I was wondering if you still have to piss really bad."

Dillon chuckled, "Yea Dude. Like a fucking race horse. Why do you ask?"

Dillon glanced at Tanner's face and saw that familiar sneaky look.

"Well, since you seemed so intent on pissing on me, I was thinking you could still do it. Like right now. And, well, in return, maybe you could take this thing off my dick, just for Sunday. I did make it through those 30 minutes you know." Tanner said teasingly.

Dillon stopped walking and thought about what Tanner had just said. It was somewhat tempting and in keeping with the way they were doing things, Tanner had probably earned some reward.

Still though, he did have his mind set on keeping Tanner in the device for a long period of time.

He thought about it for a couple more minutes, then said, "Okay, look, you know because of our slave deal, I could just do it anyway, right?"

Tanner nodded, looked thoughtful and teased, "Yea, I know. But you are such a smart and wonderful master."

Dillon laughed some more and said, "Well, look. I'll tell you what. I'll think about it. No promises though. I think you've earned a reward, I'm just not sure that will be it. I'll let you know tomorrow."

It had been worth a try. Hell, the way Tanner was starting to feel, he'd let the whole football team piss in his mouth if he could get the thing off of his cock, even if just for a day.

Tanner knew that Dillon had one more thing he wanted to do and wasn't that surprised when he stopped to take a piss, then ordered Tanner to get down on his knees and suck his cock until he shot his load in Tanner's mouth.

Tanner didn't mind this part at all. He liked having Dillon's cock in his mouth and loved the feeling he got when he felt Dillon's cock pulse and shoot inside it. There was something about the way Dillon moaned when he came that excited him a lot. It was akin to the feeling he got when he shot his load in an older boy's mouth, albeit, not quite as intense.

With the sucking, shooting and moaning over, Dillon dressed quickly and headed home.

Tanner had decided to just gather up his bundle of clothes and sneak into the house. No one was home, so it wasn't that big a deal. He really didn't want to put his clothes on since he smelled of piss and sweat.

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As Friday drew to a close, most of the boys involved either directly or indirectly with the rapidly expanding "circle" that Tanner had essentially started were restless! All were having a tough time getting to sleep.

TANNER- was so horny and was dying to get a hard-on. He tried to put his upcoming encounter with Sparks out of his mind, but failed miserably.

DILLON- should have been able to drift right off to sleep after his explosive relief in Tanner's mouth but couldn't stop thinking about whether or not he should release Tanner from the device his meeting with Sparks.

SPARKS- tried to drink himself to sleep, but failed. He couldn't stop thinking about Sunday and what the young teen would put him through.

JEFF- and his entire patrol were on the campout and were frustrated. The patrol members had planned to take turns "visiting" Jeff during the night, but their plans were foiled when an assistant Scoutmaster pitched his tent right beside Jeff's.

ERIC- was trying to get some sleep on the team bus on the way home but was having trouble. He was horned out of his mind and couldn't decide which "bitch" he would honor with his cock on Saturday night. His one consolation was the fact that Tanner would, at least be "relieving" him in the morning. Hell he just might wake the little shit up when he got home and fuck his smart mouth and tight little ass.

AUSTIN- was also trying to doze off on the bus but was having an even worse time. To start with, he was thinking about Sunday. He knew he was going to be driving Tanner somewhere and spending the entire day with him, but didn't know exactly what was going to happening. It would definitely involve sex "stuff", but how much and with who else. And speaking of "who else"! Colby was in the seat beside him. He had fallen asleep and his head was on Austin's shoulder. Austin kept glancing at Colby's bare legs and the lump in the front of his shorts that clearly indicated that he was having a nice dream.

JOSH- was going crazy. It was bad enough that he had to spend the weekend at his Aunt and Uncle's house. All of the recent "goings-on" had been keeping him in a perpetual horny state. And now here he was, laying on a mattress on the floor, nestled between his two cousins, aged 12 and 14, who were sleeping in just their tight white briefs. Both were pressed up against him and though they seemed to be asleep, he was almost certain they were up to something.

Time would tell what the weekend would bring for all the boys!

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